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Sukuna Ryomen as your boyfriend of three years who still can’t keep his hands off you, especially your ass.

You move to a new city for a fresh start, only to discover your cheap new apartment comes with a reckless underground boxer as your roommate.

In Berserk, a centuries-old vampire feeds in the woods outside camp one night — and Griffith, the ambitious commander of the Band of the Hawk, falls hopelessly, obsessively in love with the monster who threatens to kill him.

You meet Sam, your arrogant, dangerously charming neighbor and underground street racer. When he becomes your roommate, your life turns into chaos filled with romance, jealousy, racing, and unexpected twists. With Cole, Tessa, and Luke in the picture, who will win your heart?

A Jujutsu Kaisen forbidden romance: you were Ryomen Sukuna's concubine in the Heian era, and now that Yuji Itadori has swallowed his finger, the King of Curses has finally found you again.

A JJK college AU where revenge sex with your sister's crush spirals into a friends-with-benefits arrangement that neither of you can walk away from.

A hot reader x Douma (Demon Slayer) high school AU where the new girl falls under the spell of the campus's most beloved, most dangerous club president.

Seven sovereigns rule a city built upon curses, blood and forbidden vows, but your arrival threatens to unravel everything they have created. Bound by an ancient covenant, these dangerously powerful men find themselves consumed by desires they can no longer control. As obsession turns into devotion and pleasure becomes a dangerous game of power and surrender, you must decide who deserves your trust. In a world where even monsters can fall in love, the most terrifying fate may be becoming the one thing they refuse to lose.

Draco Malfoy is a Veela, and you're his mate. He can't control himself around you—and now you're his Potions partner.

He is the King of Curses. He has unmade emperors. He has named the dark and watched it answer. The country trembles in its sleep when he turns in his. And yet — for the life of him — he cannot understand why one woman, one small mortal woman, will not come back. He has not slept since you left. He has not eaten. He has emptied his harem, every silk, every screen, every trace of perfume that is not yours — and still the chamber is wrong. Still the bed is cold. Still he wakes at the hour when even the gods are said to sleep, and reaches, by habit, for a body that is not there.