What Genre Does 99 Times Betta Belong To?

“One hundred days to save my brother. One hundred days to survive a monster.” Maya Rivers is drowning. With her twelve-year-old brother’s life hanging by a thread and hospital bills she can’t pay, she is forced to make a deal with the devil. For $10 million, she agrees to a 100-day marriage contract with Ethan Wellington, the cold, volatile heir to a massive empire. Her mission? To bring back the "good man" Ethan once was before tragedy shattered his soul. But Ethan is a living nightmare. Consumed by rage and convinced his grandfather is responsible for the accident that killed his family, he has turned his back on the world. The only person he trusts is his Uncle Marcus—everyone else is just a target for his cruelty. Now, Maya must survive 100 days in a house filled with secrets and spite. But in a game where the rules are written in blood, will she tame the devil... or be consumed by his darkness?

SMUT!!! Ashley Kristoff spent years keeping her virginity for her childhood best friend Caleb, only to be fucked by his stepbrother in one night. Jeremías Cruz wants Ashley's submission and total obedience, not her love. To him, love is for people that crave for a happily ever after, and it's certainly not him. 90 Days. That's all he needs before his basketball break ends. 90 Days of her whole body, submission and endless moaning. But the closer Ashley gets to the bad boy that only cares about her body, the more she realises a truth that shatters her. She wants more than just sex from him, but it is something Jeremías despises more than anything. “No te amo, solo me obsesionó contigo, arcoiris.” “I do not love, I only obsess about you, rainbow.”

Ninety stories. Ninety descents. No apologies. 90 Days Wet is a relentless erotica compilation that strips desire down to its rawest form…power, hunger, obsession, and the choices people make when they stop pretending they’re good. Each story stands alone. Different lives. Different rules. Different limits. From polished housewives with dirty secrets to sugar arrangements that blur into ownership, from age-gap dynamics to domination that doesn’t ask permission…every chapter peels away restraint and leaves something exposed. The further you go, the wetter it gets. The darker it turns. The more dangerous the wants become. This is not slow burn romance. This is filth, sex and taboo in all this glory. Read one. Read ten. Just don’t expect to come out clean. 18+ | Explicit themes | Reader discretion advised

My sister abruptly returns to the country on the day of my wedding. My parents, brother, and fiancé abandon me to pick her up at the airport. She shares a photo of them on her social media, bragging about how she's so loved. Meanwhile, all the calls I make are rejected. My fiancé is the only one who answers, but all he tells me is not to kick up a fuss. We can always have our wedding some other day. They turn me into a laughingstock on the day I've looked forward to all my life. Everyone points at me and laughs in my face. I calmly deal with everything before writing a new number in my journal—99. This is their 99th time disappointing me; I won't wish for them to love me anymore. I fill in a request to study abroad and pack my luggage. They think I've learned to be obedient, but I'm actually about to leave forever.

My mother is in the late stages of cancer. Yet, she sits in a wheelchair with an oxygen tube and endures a long train ride just to attend my wedding with Isaac Pudley. But when it's time for him to walk down the aisle, I don't see him anywhere despite screaming his name. It turns out his childhood sweetheart, Megan Ericsson, is having another depressive episode and is threatening suicide again. "Isaac, I can't live without you," she screeches. Isaac is always so stern and composed, but he now holds Megan in his arms and begs me to call off the wedding so they can leave. Relatives and guests watch the spectacle with thinly veiled amusement. To make matters worse, my mother is so angry that she faints. However, Isaac believes that my mother is feigning illness. He only wants to take Megan with him and leave. He even takes away my mother's wheelchair. But he seems to have forgotten that he has hurt me 97 times by now. After he hurts me 99 times, I’ll definitely leave him.

I'm famous in the rich wives' society for having an ostrich-like personality—cowardly and often loves escaping from reality. In my three-year marriage, I've personally conducted cosmetic surgeries on 99 substitutes of Callum Holden's first love, Alice Teller. Veronica Dane, the 99th substitute, stares at her reflection in the mirror in delight. There's a trace of mockery in her eyes at the same time. "Mrs. Holden, I heard that you've been alone throughout your marriage. What a shame… To think that the nation's best plastic surgeon can't work on altering her own face. "In order to thank you for your efforts, I'll give you a glimpse of Callum's bedroom performance when the time comes. How about that?" I tune out Veronica's mocking words. After all, I've gone through similar situations 98 times in the past, and I have fought back before. But all Callum said to me was, "You owe me this much, Talia. You can never finish atoning for your sins, even if it takes you your entire life!" The thing is, he has forgotten that I've given him 99 substitutes, just as I had promised. Now, I will never go looking for the love that is never mine, to begin with.