The Vildyr Pact
By @john1208
When my guardian, Yurok, falsely accused me of theft and abandoned me in the freezing rain at the grand winter gala, my reputation died on the spot. To buy my legal emancipation and fund a flawless, cold-blooded revenge, I sold my womb to Jarek Vildyr. Jarek is a ruthless industrialist who demands an heir but views romance as a pathetic biological defect. It was supposed to be a simple, platonic transaction. But as my belly grows, Jarek's icy demeanor fractures into terrifying protectiveness. He tracks my sleep down to the minute, unleashes his security on my obsessed ex-boyfriend who keeps trying to 'rescue' me, and recently drove to ten different stores at 2 AM just to find the exact plum-honey ice cream I craved. Living with him and my one-eared mastiff, Tolk, I've begun dismantling Yurok's empire from my gilded cage. But as my revenge nears completion, I uncover a sickening twist: Yurok ruined me solely to shield his dying daughter from his own enemies. With the baby's due date looming and Jarek's obsessive protocols trapping me inside, can I adapt my vengeance before I lose my freedom forever?
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The Bulletproof Biomatch
By @john1208
Jezra Yul is standing by her mentor's deathbed when the Jagged Coil's enforcers kick the door in to collect his massive debt. With a bounty on her head, the cheeky, fast-talking street-runner takes the only escape available: signing a surrogacy contract for Ozan Vex. Ozan is a glacial, heavily augmented munitions tycoon suffering from a terminal cellular collapse. He doesn't want a family; he desperately needs the umbilical stem cells of a perfect genetic match to save his own life. It’s a clean, highly lucrative transaction - until Jezra tries to claim her payout and realizes the funds are locked in an off-grid biometric trust that requires her permanent residency in Ozan's orbital fortress. Now trapped as his most valuable asset, Jezra faces relentless, high-explosive assassination attempts from Ozan's elitist mother, who despises her low-born status. Ozan responds with a terrifying, purely robotic protectiveness - slaughtering hitmen in the hallways and physically carrying a grumbling Jezra to the kitchen at midnight to cook her iron-rich meals together just to maintain optimal fetal vitals. With a rival smuggler as her only inside ally, can Jezra hack the trust fund and escape, or is she permanently caged?
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