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Leader of black market. Leader of mercenary and arms trading. Leader of underworld intel network. Leader of illegal organ trade. Leader of human trafficking ring. In a world filled with power control, life has it's own pricetag. The story follow a man named Renji Tohara, born in rural place in Japan with his own emotional baggage and unpleasant past. At one point in his life, he met a woman that drags him into a world where he can't turn back anymore. Will he be pulled into the pit of life's darkness, or will he pulled those women out of their world? The more he walk besides them, the more he learns that, every power had it's own price to pay, and every weakness had it's own reason to exist. Heya! I'm Nasajiri, I gathered my courage and finally decided to publish my original novel. Despite it will be Harem themed, don't worry, it won't go typical isekai or highschool harem. I can promise you that ;)

Fin Harrington has everything: old-money billions, a devoted girlfriend, and a mother whose iron grip on the family empire has kept their legacy untouchable for generations. He is gentle, generous, and utterly secure in the belief that love and loyalty are unbreakable. Then Mike arrives—a charismatic stranger with no visible wealth but an uncanny ability to read weakness like an open book. Mike slips into Fin's world with effortless charm: a fake investment that yields impossible returns, quiet jokes that make Clara laugh in ways Fin never could, and a predatory patience that turns every casual touch into a promise. What begins as innocent flirtation becomes corruption. Clara, once content in Fin's safe embrace, finds herself haunted by memories of Mike's raw hunger—the way his hands claim, the way his body demands surrender. She fights it, clings to her love for Fin, but the forbidden thrill erodes her resolve until one night she crosses the line she swore she never would. As Clara drifts further, Mike turns his gaze to the ultimate prize: Eleanor Harrington, the aristocratic matriarch who views all men as inferiors and surrounds herself with security that no outsider should breach. Mike has no fortune, no title, only ruthless cunning and an unshakeable certainty that every fortress has a crack. Fin watches his life unravel—first in suspicion, then in helpless voyeurism. He spies, he waits, he justifies, but each discovery strips away another layer of his dignity. The women he loves are no longer his; the wealth he inherited is quietly siphoned away; the man he thought he was dissolves into a broken spectator. *** NTR - R18 - Harem - Incest - Humiliation - Corruption - Degradation - Netorare - Netori - Netorase. Note: If you have trouble separating fiction from reality, don't read this. To read ahead, go to my Patreon patreon.com/DevilsWhisper *** Disclaimer: 'Corruption(Ntr)' is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This book may reference real companies and organizations, but these references are for narrative purposes only and are not intended to depict actual conduct or involvement of these entities. The use of these names and references is not meant to harm, defame, or discredit these companies or organizations.

[Warning: Mature content | Dark romance] Aliana Vanderbilt is the witty, fierce heiress to a multi-billion-dollar empire. She always lived life on her own terms, until one fateful night changed everything. After a brutal accident involving a "lost child" that only she could see, Aliana woke to a terrifying new reality. By day, she is haunted by restless spirits. By night, she is consumed by vivid, steamy dreams of a mysterious man with icy blue eyes. Her search for a solution comes to an abrupt halt when she finally comes face-to-face with Gavriel Valentine. An enigmatic man sitting at the pinnacle of a rival business empire. He is dominating, dangerous, and everything Aliana should avoid. Yet, he alone possesses the power to end her misery. Whenever she is near him, the ghosts vanish. Driven by a desperate need for peace, Aliana bulldozes into Gavriel’s life with a scandalous demand. However, what she does not expect is his counter-offer… that she must marry him. What happens when two strong-headed personalities are tied together in a sacred union? Will they find peace, or will it spell disaster? ..... Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.

Marriage is sacred and or so Emily thought until the night when her adoptive parents gave her away in marriage to a street kingpin to pay off their debt. The next morning she was at the marriage registry, for fear not to lose her life...First stroke, second stroke and the marriage was sealed. Who would have thought that few days later, her cold face boss would stop by her table "Wife, Haven't you calmed down enough to come home?" Emily met his gaze "Mr. Lucian, you don't make such jokes, my husband wouldn't take it lightly." Lucian clicked his tongue "Wife, do you have another husband aside from me?Maybe you should take a look at this." Emily "...."

Sonia Walker found herself waking up in the hospital unaware how she ended up there. But rather than the joyful faces of her husband and family. She woke to the greatest betrayal and revelation ever. Her husband and Mistress (her best friend) had plotted her life. She ended up in the hospital while she thought that was all...her best friend whined of securing a home for her baby (her husband's child) The price for the union was her life. Just as she tried to endure the pain, they made out beside her on the hospital bed. From that moment, Sonia had one purpose: Ruin their life, avenge herself and make the scumbag her ex who would only crawl and beg. Oops! I forget. She also flaunted her new love and career in their face.

Betrayed by his own twin, Elias Solen is sold for a billion dollars—and bought by Aiden Kael Dravon, the ruthless Enigma Lord desperate for a perfect heir. Drugged, unstable, and hiding a power that could shatter worlds, Elias is claimed in a storm of primal desire, triggering a forbidden bond that neither can escape. Now tethered by the Anima Imprint, Elias must survive a force of nature whose claim is eternal… and whose obsession could consume them both.

Set up by her malicious stepmother and phony sister to marry an ex-convict, Janice Gladwell has no choice but to enter a flash marriage with a total stranger from a blind date. The man, Christopher Bateman, is incredibly handsome but supposedly a penniless vagrant with nothing to his name. As a fierce and independent woman, Janice works her fingers to the bone to provide for them. She even gives her "poor husband" a monthly allowance and fiercely protects him from her own family's relentless mockery. However, there is one thing Janice doesn't know: the man sleeping on the narrow sofa in her cramped apartment is actually the mysterious President of a massive business empire, capable of turning the city upside down with a single snap of his fingers. Behind her back, Christopher secretly crushes her enemies and spoils her with luxury goods under the guise of "free lottery prizes." The elaborate lie because Janice harbors deep scars from her past and has sworn an oath to hate rich men. Now, caught between sweet little lies, luxury cars claimed to be "borrowed from a friend," and absolute power hidden behind a gentle smile, a ticking time bomb awaits. What will happen when Janice finally realizes that the "useless" husband she’s been providing for is the exact billionaire she wants to avoid at all costs? How many secrets will unravel when his mask finally falls? Who exactly did she marry?

She was cold, distant, and impossible to reach—until the day she forgot everything. The woman who once pushed him away now smiles like sunshine, clings to him, and trusts him completely. And for the first time… Leon Deskmore has everything he ever wanted. But there’s one problem. Her happiness is built on a lie. As fragments of her past may begin to surface, Leon is forced into a dangerous choice— Reveal the truth… or protect the woman he loves by keeping her in the dark. Because he knows one thing for certain— If his sunshine remembers… he will lose her forever

Lina Chen wakes from a coma with her engagement ring, her ex-boyfriend's face in her mind, and no memory of the past two years. To her shock, a ring adorns her finger—not the one her ex gave her. A pair of twins call her "mama." And a devastatingly handsome CEO, Ethan Blackwood, claims to be her husband. She doesn't recognize any of them. Terrified and disoriented, Lina rejects this strange new life and returns to her family and her ex-boyfriend, Ryan—the man she believes she was about to marry. They welcome her with open arms. But something is wrong. Ryan is unusually close to her best friend, Chloe. Her parents dodge every question about Ethan. And no one can explain why she has a scar on her wrist or why she flinches at the sight of stairs. Then the memories begin to surface in fragments. A restraining order against Ryan. Chloe's hand on her back—pushing. A letter Lina wrote before the coma: "If I forget, find me. Don't give up." Lina secretly reconnects with Ethan and the twins. He doesn't pressure her to remember. He simply shows her evidence—videos, documents, a diary—that paints a horrifying picture: her coma wasn't an accident. Her memory loss was induced. And the people she trusts most are the ones who erased her. Now Lina must pretend she's still lost while piecing together the truth. Because the closer she gets to remembering, the closer someone gets to silencing her forever. She thought she woke to a nightmare. But the real nightmare is the life she's desperate to forget.

Alicia Sinclair has been in an arranged marriage with Alexander Blackwood for two years. When she finally thought their marriage was unbreakable, Alexander returned with his model ex-girlfriend and asked for a divorce. Alicia's world crumbled, and after multiple failed attempts to make him change his mind, she decided to leave with her unborn child… just for Alexander to be the one begging her to stay. “If we had a child, would you still want a divorce?” “There are no what-ifs,” she replied coldly. But does she really not have feelings anymore? Especially for the man she loved for six years?

Abigail’s only crime in life was being born as the mute daughter of the deceptive maid, who drugged her boss and got pregnant for him… or so she thought. All her life she had to serve her stepsister, Genevieve, attending to her every whim. While Genevieve used every opportunity she got to make Abigail’s life hell, even to the point of seducing Abigail’s boyfriend. On the night she resumes college, Abigail crosses path with Jamal Jonas, a heartbroken elusive billionaire, who leaves behind a stuffed animal that belonged to his first love. Abigail keeps the stuffed animal, which stirs her long lost memories. Five years later, Jamal shows up again, but this time as Genevieve's new live-in driver. Working for Genevieve quickly places him near the supposedly mute and intelligent Abigail who he doesn’t immediately recognize, and soon enough, Jamal finds himself pulled in by Abigail's charms. Jamal quickly realizes there is more to her than meets the eye, and there might be more connecting Abigail to his first love than Genevieve.

In the underworld, there are no saints—only predators. Matthew is one of the most feared. Cold, untouchable, and merciless, he is the silent king of Mercato del Muerte, the black market where weapons, blood, and secrets are sold. Everyone bows to his rules, because those who don’t… vanish. Vinny, another alpha, is his opposite—charismatic, reckless, magnetic. He thrives in chaos, flirting with danger as if it were a game. When he crosses paths with Matthew, it should have been a fleeting rivalry. Instead, he finds himself pulled into Matthew’s world, chained by debts, desires, and a fire he can’t put out. Two alphas. One black market. A dangerous game of dominance and submission where every touch feels like a threat, every kiss tastes like betrayal, and every choice could draw blood. Enemies. Rivals. Lovers. In a world where trust is worth less than a bullet, can Vinny survive Matthew’s hunger—or will he be ruined by it? https://discord.gg/tD8ppQCCw join my discord

Arianne Summers was once the most feared woman in the business world—until love became her fatal mistake. Publicly betrayed by her fiancé, her empire stolen in a calculated corporate takeover, Arianne vanished from the spotlight, determined never to return. Five years later, her quiet life is interrupted by an unexpected knock. On her doorstep stand two scheming four-year-old twins holding a handmade sign: “Marry Our Uncle!” Their uncle, Franz Rochefort, is a world-famous actor reluctantly thrust into the role of CEO after his brother’s death. Overwhelmed, underestimated, and struggling to keep both his company and his family together, Franz needs help—even if he doesn’t know it yet. What begins as a logical, temporary arrangement quickly spirals into chaos as fake dates turn real, old enemies resurface, and two tiny matchmakers launch Operation: Make Uncle and New Aunt Fall in Love. In a world where power is currency and love is a liability, Arianne must choose—revenge against the past, or the unexpected family she never planned to have. A ruthless CEO. A reluctant superstar. Two scheming children. And a love story that was never part of the plan. #ceoromance #reversedroles #slowpaced #loveaftermarriage special thanks to @schreient_rui

One night. One betrayal. One ruthless savior. In a single night, Evelyn Meyers went from the city’s Golden Heiress to a homeless outcast. Her fiancé didn’t just break her heart, he shattered her world. Framed by her best friend and waking up in the bed of a cold-blooded stranger, Evelyn’s nightmare was only beginning. Her grandmother is dead. Her father is behind bars. And the only man who can save her is the one she should fear most. "Sign the contract, Evelyn. Become my wife, and I will give you the heads of everyone who wronged you." The deal is simple: Vengeance in exchange for her freedom. He offers her a throne built on the ruins of her enemies,. He is ruthless. He is possessive. And he is the only one who can help her burn the world down. But as Evelyn navigates the path of revenge, she discovers that her husband’s love might be more dangerous than her enemies’ hate.

"Stop." His voice is low and controlled and furious underneath both. "Whatever you're doing in there the books, the reading, the tucking in — stop." "They asked me to read to them," I say evenly. "I don't care what they asked." He takes a step toward me and I hold my ground, which seems to make it worse. "You've been here for just less than two weeks, and you're already in Dorian's room, touching his things, letting them climb all over you like you're" He stops, jaw tight. "You're not their mother. You're on a twelve-month contract." "I'm aware of what I am," I say. "Are you?" Something sharp enters his expression. "Because from where I'm standing it looks like a woman playing a very long game. Soften up the children, charm the staff, make yourself indispensable — and then what? You think I don't see it?" Something cold moves through my chest, but I keep my face neutral. "You think I'm doing this to get to you." "Aren't you?" He says it like it's obvious, like I'm naive for pretending otherwise, and the contempt in it is so clean and practiced that for one second I almost believe I deserve it. "You should wake up from that delusion. Whatever you think you're building here — it won't work, you will never have me." He moves before I register it, closing the distance between us in one smooth step, and then his hand is at my neck, warm and deliberate, his thumb pressing lightly against my pulse like he's checking whether I'm afraid, and the answer my body gives him is humiliating. His mouth drops to the curve of my neck and shoulder, not rough — slow, purposeful, his lips dragging against my skin like he has all the time in the world and knows exactly what he's doing with it, and I shudder despite everything I know about this man and this moment and exactly what he's trying to prove. "This," he murmurs against my skin, his voice low and terrible and close, "is all you'll ever get from me." ********* Sloane Carter had her work stolen, her body broken, and her heart shattered in pieces. Then a truck ran her off the road on a rainy night, and she woke up inside the worst romance novel she had ever read. Wrong century, wrong country. Wrong body. Twelve-month contract marriage to a man carved from ice, three feral six-year-olds, and a dead man's secret buried so deep the whole empire is rotting from the root. In the novel, the heroine smiles gently, loves quietly, and dies before anyone notices she was worth saving. Sloane has bruised ribs, a stolen career, years of swallowed rage and absolutely no intention of following the original script. The cold CEO didn't bargain for a woman who'd already survived the worst he could ever be. Neither did the man who put her in that car. He thought killing Sloane Carter would silence her. He had no idea it would set her free.

In her past life she loved him with everything she had only to be betrayed discarded and left to die. When she wakes up five years ago right before signing divorce papers she has one goal never let him touch her again. She builds her empire outshines every rival and finds herself wanted by the city's most powerful man. But the ex-husband who once threw her away is now begging at her door tears streaming down his face. "I made a mistake... Please take me back." Her smile is cold. Too late, CEO. I'm not that girl anymore.

Riley Styles is a cold, calculating billionaire, forged in the crucible of war and haunted by a childhood marred by the ruthless grip of loan sharks. In stark contrast, Stephanie Rogers is a gentle but fiercely determined young woman, resolutely fighting to shield her widowed mother from the very predatory empire that once tormented Riley's family. Their fates intertwine on a tempestuous night when Riley witnesses the brutal assault of loan sharks on Stephanie and her mother. With the instinct of a man who has dedicated his life to hunting down the monsters that shattered his past, he charges in, unleashing a fierce wrath that reverberates with his own pain. Grateful yet shaken, Stephanie finds herself face to face with a man who excels in weapons and warfare but lacks the warmth of human connection. Riley, taken aback by her quiet bravery, discovers that her spirit penetrates the icy walls he has built around his heart. As Riley immerses himself deeper in his mission to dismantle the country’s deadliest loan shark network, Stephanie becomes an unwitting target—one aimed at breaking him. The very woman he risked everything to save now hangs in the balance, and Riley must confront the haunting battle he has feared his entire life: the battle for his heart. Will he guard his emotions or fight for the love that could save them both?

There's an ancient thread that joined the Indian subcontinent and Korean Peninsula. The precious red thread of love. We all know the legendary love story of Heo Hwang Ok and Kim Suro. What if they are real? What if they reincarnate again? What if the way it was told was not the reality? Kim Suro and Heo Hwang Ok were the past. But their love is not something that's affected by death. No time can separate the hearts. They are one soul. Their love can defeat time itself. Kim YongEul, a cold but kind, wealthy CEO of future enterprises (unexpectedly?) meets Manmayi Sreekumar, a growing archeologist who finds happiness learning about the past. Will they recognize themselves? What if they fail? What if Manmayi's extroverted self annoys YongEul's introverted aura? Paraphio proudly presents.... Dragons beneath the Crimson Skies All Rights Reserved