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Claimed by the Vengeful Alpha

Love. Hate. Revenge. Before she was the High Alpha's daughter, Maya was an orphan named Penelope—and Marcus Keenan was the boy who gave her his locket and promised to marry her... until she was torn from him. Taken by High Alpha Vilhelm, everyone, including Marcus, was told she died. Years later, Marcus returns from the recent war a hero—now Alpha Keenan—with power, lands, and the right to choose any woman as his mate. He takes Maya—the same girl who made his life miserable before he left. He doesn't recognize her as Penelope with the locket long gone. To him, she is cruel, two-faced, and an expert at manipulation. What he doesn't know is that Maya's cruelty was forced, a mask she wore to both protect him and survive. Now trapped in a marriage born of revenge, she must decide. Stay silent and play the part, or reveal who she truly is…before it’s too late. —— Excerpt “This marriage is fake,” Maya said. She should be happy but why did it hurt so much? “Fake?” Keenan frowned and closed the gap between them. He wrapped a palm around her neck, and Maya gasped but no sound left her throat. “Is this another ploy to escape me?” “Isn’t it fake?” Maya whispered, holding his hand, trying to ease his grip. It was getting hard to breathe. Her voice betrayed her, too hopeful even to her own ears. He stared with such hatred, yet a part of her didn’t want it to be fake. Keenan threw his head back and laughed, yet his grip on her neck never wavered. “Woman, surely this must be a joke. You think I would orchestrate a fake marriage with you?” He leaned closer, eyes locked on hers. “You undermine my hatred. I want you bound to me forever. I want you to hate every moment of your life and I will be right here to make sure of it. You can never escape me.” Keenan released her neck. She dropped to the floor, rubbing her throat as she finally drew a full breath. “Fake marriage? Don’t be ridiculous. Even your father couldn’t get you away from me.”
GinaStanley · 112.8k Views

I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?

Ye Qianning becomes a six-year-old little dumpling. Not only does she possess dual-system special abilities, she also has four fathers. “Daddy!” The little dumpling cries tearfully, leaving the four prominent, dashing figures of the imperial capital utterly flustered. The Scholar-Official Daddy: “Little girl, you can't just claim anyone as your father. Hurry up and go back where you came from.” The Foxy Daddy: “If I had a daughter, she would surely be the greatest beauty in the world. How could she be as chubby as a ball!” The Businessman Daddy: “The Gu family hasn't produced a daughter for three generations. How could she possibly be a child of my Gu family?” The General Daddy, however, is excited: “Hahaha, I was fated to have no children, and heaven suddenly gave me a little meat bun. Come on, daughter, let's go home with Daddy!” A little girl suddenly appears in the General's residence, causing several influential figures of the capital to lurk by the wall every day. Eventually, they just stop leaving, all declaring that they will only leave when their own daughter comes home with them. The General Daddy roars angrily: “Why didn't you acknowledge her back then? Now, if anyone dares to snatch my daughter from me, I'll fight them to the death.” Beside them, a prim and proper little boy mutters under his breath with his hands behind his back: “When she grows up, she is going to marry me and be my wife.” Hearing this, the four prominent fathers' eyes blaze with fire, looking extremely dangerous. The little dumpling watches the drama that unfolds daily and facepalms in resignation: “She just wants to cultivate her spatial dimension to live a long life... Matters of love and romance, stay away.”
Young Master Feng Jiu · 535.1k Views

Premam Pinjar

Shubbhulakshmi is a character radiating timeless elegance and quiet resilience, beautifully capturing the essence of a young woman in 1920s South India. Growing up in the quaint, fictional village of Pollamipallai, near Madurai, she has lived with her elderly grandparents since she was orphaned at a young age. Now 17, she is known for her grace, soft-spoken nature, and the dreamy look in her eyes—always appearing lost in thoughts that often take her beyond her village's dusty paths to the far-off land where her childhood love, Madhvan Nair, currently resides. Shubbhulakshmi is no ordinary village girl. In a time when expressions of love were bound by society's norms, she dared to keep her feelings alive, albeit in secret. Every night, after her family is fast asleep, she lights a small oil lamp, sits by her wooden window, and pours her heart into a journal she addresses as *Madhvan*. Her journal entries are like letters never sent, chronicling every detail of her day, from her daily chores to quiet musings on the beauty of nature around her, and, of course, her most intimate dreams of Madhvan’s return. Writing to him has become her solace and ritual, as if her words are carried across the miles to London. As her 18th birthday approaches, whispers spread through Pollamipallai: Madhvan Nair is coming back. The entire village buzzes with excitement, but none more than Shubbhulakshmi. Yet, she’s also haunted by a subtle fear—has the Madhvan she knew and loved changed? London is a far cry from their small, conservative village, and the education and worldliness he must have absorbed could have altered him in ways she might not recognize. Will he remember the shy girl he once played with under the village banyan tree? And more importantly, will he still feel the same for her? Shubbhulakshmi’s life is about to shift dramatically with his return. Caught between the innocent love letters in her journal and the reality of the man Madhvan has become, her journey is one of quiet courage, unspoken devotion, and the hope that, perhaps, love can transcend both time and transformation.
SrishtiChouhan1999 · 7.5k Views

Little Serene

Serene Frost was not born silent. Once, she was a bright, laughing girl—soft-voiced, full of wonder, and inseparable from the boy who lived next door. Ethan Leo was her first friend, her first confidant, her first love. Together they built secret hideouts, exchanged wildflower promises, and dreamed of growing up side by side. But childhood ended the day her stepmother shattered her voice. A “terrible accident,” they called it. A tragic fall. A wound that stole Serene’s speech—and gave her family the perfect reason to hide her, punish her, erase her presence. Her world collapsed into silence. Her only escape was writing—pages and pages of aching poetry, each line infused with longing, innocence, and pain. She published under an anonymous name. The world soon knew her as The Little Siren—the poet with the haunting voice she no longer possessed. Meanwhile, Ethan—torn away from her by lies he never uncovered—grew into a man shaped by power, betrayal, and an inheritance of cold ambition. The boy who once adored her vanished beneath the armor of the Leo empire. Years later, fate reunites them. Not as childhood sweethearts— but as husband and wife in a marriage arranged for business and revenge. He does not recognize the girl he once promised forever. She remembers everything. Ethan sees Serene as quiet, obedient, malleable. Serene sees Ethan as the boy who abandoned her… and the man who doesn’t know he is the muse behind her world-famous poems. Though silence stands between them, old emotions simmer beneath the ruins—jealousy, longing, tenderness, and a love neither knows how to hold without breaking. In Zurich, a single night of passion shatters the distance between them… and Ethan, terrified of feeling again, dismisses it as a mistake. That one sentence becomes a blade. Serene retreats behind unbreakable walls. Ethan realizes too late that the girl he loved… and the woman he wants… are the same person he is losing. Returning to England, the Leo estate becomes a battlefield of unsaid truths. Her silence is no longer weakness—it is punishment. His coldness is no longer strategy—it is regret. When the truth of their past finally surfaces— the accident, the stolen childhood, the poems, the identity of the Little Siren— Ethan must confront the monstrous shadows of his own family… and the guilt of not protecting the girl he once swore he would never let go. Their love story is messy, bruised, and unforgettable. It is a second chance carved out of tragedy. A battle between silence and forgiveness. Between the boy he was, the girl he lost, and the broken adults they became. And in the end, Serene must choose: Will she allow Ethan to be the man who finally hears her voice? Or will she walk away and reclaim the life that was stolen, even if it means breaking the heart that once belonged only to her?
Aish_writer · 42.4k Views