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Their Captive

A Captive Bride: Her Soul To Possess

Three years ago, Rachel was dragged into a nightmare she didn’t create. A woman named Camila died in a car crash, and Rachel took the fall. But Camila wasn’t just anyone, she was the fiancée of Jeffrey Gray, the cold, powerful man who controlled Shen City like it was his personal chessboard. That night, everything shattered. Her boyfriend, Ralph Patel, ditched her like she was nothing. Her own family treated her like dirt. Her name was ruined. Her heart broken beyond repair. No one even cared if she was guilty or not. She went to prison without a single word of defense. Three years passed. She got out with no money, no help, and no one waiting for her. But she didn’t cry. She didn’t complain. She became a sanitation worker, quietly cleaning the streets of the very city that once chewed her up and spit her out. Then came the night it all changed. Rain poured. She was soaked and exhausted. That’s when a man in a black suit stopped in front of her. His voice was cold enough to freeze her in place. His eyes sharper than knives. Neither of them knew the truth. She didn’t know he was that Jeffrey. He didn’t know she was that Rachel. But fate doesn’t forget. And it never plays fair. When secrets start to unravel and old wounds are torn open, the entire city is shaken. Because the girl they trampled on isn’t the same anymore. This time, Rachel’s not here to beg. She’s here to rise, from the ashes, from the lies, from everything they buried her under. And the people who betrayed her? She’ll make sure they remember what they did. He once destroyed her life. Now, he can’t stay away from her. But Rachel... Her heart’s already frozen.
Bloodrose_7 · 51.4K Views

SSS-Tier Milfs Or Their Yandere Daughters, Who Should I Choose!?

Milfs And Yanderes...Out of these two, which one would you pick? The adoring, nurturing Milfs who'd spoil you rotten with soft caresses and gentle scoldings, and would happily let you rest your head on their pillowy chest after a hard day. Or the dangerously devoted Yanderes, eyes gleaming with obsession, hearts beating only for you, girls who were willing to stain their hands red and erase the world for your sake—and also erase any other girl that gets too close to you. Most would ask this as a playful debate with friends, a harmless fantasy, a question thrown into the air on a lazy afternoon. But for Mika, this wasn’t a joke. This was his everyday reality. Born an orphan, but immediately embraced as family by the five most powerful women in the world, the legendary SSS-tier Battle Angels who once saved humanity from the apocalypse, he could be said to be one lucky guy. Especially since from the moment they took him in, he was cherished, protected, and endlessly pampered, growing up surrounded by unmatched strength and unwavering love. But it wasn’t just the angels who adored him. Their daughters, raised beside him, didn’t see him as just family. Their affection ran deeper, darker, a devotion so intense, so obsessive, it danced dangerously close to madness to the extent that they wouldn't mind hunting one another down to with their own SSS-tier blessings that could level a city with a thought to make him notice them. ...And the mothers knew. They saw the way their daughters clung to him, eyes filled with love and obsession. But they didn’t mind, if anything, they welcomed it. To them, he was the perfect son-in-law, and they silently hoped their own daughter would be the one to claim his heart. Even the daughters knew, or rather, believed, with unwavering certainty that he would fall for one of them. Each one convinced it was fate, that they were destined to be the one by his side. Everyone thought so. The girls, the mothers, even the world around them. Well...Everyone except Mika. Because while they dreamed of his love, Mika’s eyes weren’t on the daughters at all. No, his heart stirred for someone else entirely. ...Their mothers. ...The very Battle Angels who raised him. Shockingly…Irresistibly…They were the ones he desired. He knew he shouldn't feel this way, not for them. Not for the very women who raised him, protected him, loved him like their own. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop the way his heart raced in their presence, the way his thoughts lingered on them late into the night. It tore at him, the guilt, the desire, the confusion. He couldn’t choose between the mothers or the daughters. He didn’t want to hurt any of them. Didn’t want to be insincere. But everything changed the day he stopped trying to choose. Because he realized…he didn’t have to. He didn’t have to settle for one. He could be greedy. He could have all of them. And the moment that wicked thought settled in his mind, a slow, brilliant smile spread across Mika’s face. He no longer saw it as a dilemma, but a dream. A future where all ten of them, the fierce, stunning mothers and their dangerously devoted daughters, were his. Together...In his arms...On his bed...A tangled mess of love, obsession, and indulgence. And for the first time, he truly looked forward to the chaos that future would bring...
AGodAmongMen · 13.3K Views

From Betrayed Luna To His Captive Queen

I was supposed to be the perfect Luna, ready to give my Alpha an heir. Instead, I endured a lifetime of betrayal in a single night. My husband and my best friend left me broken, my baby gone, my face scarred for life. I had two choices: die in the wreckage of my old life or claim my revenge. I hunted down the man who destroyed me, and then I ran. I found my hiding place in the court of the Lycan King, Landon Mercer—a ruthless tyrant who ruled with an iron fist. I became his maid, an invisible shadow in the most dangerous place on earth, where a single wrong glance could be my last. Simple rules to survive: Keep your head down. Stay silent. Never meet the King’s eyes. I thought I was safe in my anonymity, until the day he cornered me, his desire a palpable threat. “You think those scars can hide you from me? I see the fire you try to conceal. I want that fire, Seraphina. Be mine. Just for tonight… only for tonight.” But it was never just for one night. And his raw possession ignited a passion that terrified me. That cold, brutal King was claiming not just my body, but my heart. Just as I began to trust him, the truth of my own bloodline was revealed, forcing me to make another choice: flee the man who now owned my soul, or wait for him to crush me with his mercy. “I’m sorry, Landon. But I will not be a pawn in anyone’s game again. This power is mine, and I will not lose everything. Not even for you.” My name is Seraphina Blackwood, and this is my twisted story of love and vengeance with the Lycan King.
Elara Vale · 2.8K Views

BloodMoon: Captivated by the Forbidden Lycan Alpha

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] The taste of forbidden love is the sweetest agony!! They were fucking right. I, Frery Kane was whipped and captivated by a Lycan Shifter from the Bay Shifter pack in Paradise Bay. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, an irresistible pull I couldn’t deny. Alpha Tor Gale, a Lycan Shifter of unparalleled strength, only of his kind, his blood as intoxicating as ambrosia, his presence a temptation, I couldn’t escape. He made me crave more than I should or was allowed. In Paradise Bay, Vampires and Shifters are bound by ancient laws, their rivalry etched into the marrow of our existence. To meet him was to defy centuries of hatred; to love him was to risk everything. Each secret meeting was a dance with death, a betrayal of the Paradise Vampire Coven, and a rebellion against the laws that chained us. But Tor was my forbidden desire, my beautiful torment, and my greatest weakness. I knew the cost of this love, a love that could ignite war and destroy us both. But how could I resist the one thing that made my immortal heart beat once more? Excerpt from Alpha Tor's POV: “So you’ve been following me,” Tor’s deep growl echoed in the icy cavern. His golden eyes caught the flicker of torchlight. His breath misted in the freezing air, curling like smoke between them. “What gave me away?” I responded my voice as low, deep, and steady. Tor laughed a deep rumble that shook the cavern walls. “You reek of desperation. Do you think I didn’t notice your scent clinging to the trees? Are your footprints melting the frost? What is it, vampire? What do you want from me?” My jaw clenched and my gaze didn’t waver. “Your blood,” I taunted as my voice was laced with coldness to see if he could be threatened by my words. “Your kind is... intoxicating. Forbidden. I can’t stop myself.” I expected him to cover but he stepped forward and responded “If it’s my blood you want,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, “then come closer and take what you need” The words struck me like lightning, and a fiery heat surged through my veins. My beast clawed at my control, drawn to him in a way that defied logic. His gaze held mine, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know whether to run or to stay. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ In the end, they called me a betrayer. A traitor to the Paradise Vampire Coven. But how could I hold back when I had tasted something far sweeter than immortality? Alpha Tor was my forbidden fruit, the Lycan Shifter Alpha who defied everything I was taught to hate. But when I surged forward, ready to face anyone who dared stand between us, fate revealed the old prophecy hidden in Hanka Island. Alpha Tor wasn’t just my lover, he was my lifetime mate, our bond blessed by the ancient magic of Hanka Island itself. And our love was not meant to follow the rules, it was meant to break them.
Anna_Baibe · 311.9K Views

Severely Bruised.....

**Severely Bruised** *From captive to queen, from pain to power.* "Can you handle me?" "Maybe in some occasions." "Then I can." Aria was sold like property, trapped in a cruel game where her body was not her own. But she's more than broken - she's fire beneath the ashes. With every bruised moment, she rises stronger, more defiant, and dangerously irresistible. "I'm afraid I've got to force the truth out of you." "Fuck... Just like that... Yes, you wicked criminal." Her master Adrino is a puzzle of desire and dominance, but Aria isn't just his possession - she's his equal in a dark dance of control and surrender. "You're under arrest, mister man." "For what exactly, my sexy cop?" "For capturing a woman's innocent heart." *Severely Bruised* - a raw, emotional journey through love, pain, and power. Severely Bruised From chains to choice - a journey through pain, power, and forbidden love. Aria's life began in darkness - sold by her own father to a mysterious, wealthy man named Adrino. Trapped in a world of control and submission, she endured unimaginable trauma and betrayal. But beneath the bruises and silence, a fierce spirit burned, yearning for freedom and love on her own terms. As Adrino's enigmatic hold tightens, Aria's defiance grows. She learns to wield her pain, transforming from a broken captive into a woman who commands desire and respect. Between whispered confessions and stolen moments, a dangerous, passionate bond forms - testing boundaries, exposing vulnerabilities, and igniting a fire neither can deny.
Emerald_Bliss_4021 · 13.6K Views

They Killed Me Once; Now I'll Marry Their Worst Nightmare

They all believed she was dead—including herself. Until she opened her eyes in a body that looked exactly like hers, in another era of life. A body that had endured the same betrayal. The same face. The same name. The same pain. In her quest to seek justice for the girl whose body she occupied, she encountered Golden City's most powerful tycoon—Lucien Draven Vale—revered as a business god. Without ever meeting, they signed a marriage contract through his assistant. He needed a wife. She needed power. A one-year marriage with no obligations—husband or wife—they were to live as strangers under the same roof. Her goal was clear: get justice, then disappear. He only needed a wife in name; more so fulfilling family nagging But somewhere along the line, she was forced to choose between the man who would turn the world upside down for her… and her desire to leave and protect herself. Was this fate’s second chance… or a trap with a prettier disguise? This isn’t your typical damsel-in-distress, waiting for her knight in shining armor. She is fire herself—a woman who never needed saving, only needed her husband power, to do whatever she wants. This is my WSA 2025 entry. If you love a fiery heroine and powerful drama, please vote and add to your collection, it would go a long way. Thank you! Enjoy your reading Other books: The Crown Enchanted Embrace (ongoing) You have any questions or inquiry or you want to get mini teaser about our characters. get me through.... Instagram and discord IG handle: astra_knight_xx Discord: Astra_knight_
Astra_knight_ · 8.9K Views

The Princess and The Queen Want me as their personal Slave?

Akashi was a boy so beautiful it seemed the gods had sculpted him with a touch of mischief and a dash of fragility. He wasn’t handsome in the rugged, masculine way of knights or warriors. No—his beauty was softer, captivating in its innocence. His frame was small, almost delicate, and his pale skin looked as if it had never known hardship, kissed only by the gentle sunlight of his village fields. With wide, striking black eyes that shimmered like obsidian under moonlight, and hair the color of a calm, endless ocean, Akashi possessed a charm that defied age, status, or reason. He didn’t know it, but his very existence pulled at the hearts of those who saw him—like an untouched gem waiting to be claimed. And yet, he had been untouched for a reason. Akashi had never known life beyond the boundaries of his village. He grew up surrounded by warm smiles and familiar voices. Every elder knew his name. Every child wanted to play by his side. His days were simple, his heart untouched by cruelty. But peace is a fragile thing. One night, it shattered. The sky turned crimson. Screams tore through the quiet air. Fires devoured homes. Demons—twisted beasts of shadow and rage—descended without warning. They killed with a hunger that could not be reasoned with. By morning, the village was gone. Ashes, corpses, and silence were all that remained. And Akashi… Akashi was alone. The last heartbeat in a graveyard of memories. He wandered for days, hollow and dazed, until rough hands seized him. Chains replaced freedom. Smiles were replaced by cold appraisals. And so, the boy once adored by all became something else—something to be sold. A slave. At the capital's grand auction house, he was stripped, washed, and displayed like merchandise. His beauty caused a stir. Whispers spread like wildfire. "Look at those eyes..." "That hair... Is it dyed? No, it’s real..." "So delicate... Is he even human?" To them, he was no longer a boy with a heart, but a prize to possess. A fantasy in fragile form. He stood on the stage, trembling slightly, barely able to process what was happening. The voices of the crowd blurred together—hungry, leering, filled with desire and greed. The auctioneer’s booming voice called out the bids as if Akashi were nothing more than a fine vase or a rare jewel. The numbers climbed quickly. Too quickly. Akashi’s knees weakened beneath the weight of invisible eyes drinking him in. He stared at the marble floor, trying not to cry. Then, suddenly, the room fell silent. A voice—deep, commanding, and heartbreakingly beautiful—cut through the air like silk over steel. “Fifteen thousand gold.” Time seemed to pause. Every head turned. At the back of the room, standing beneath the golden chandelier, was a woman unlike any other. She wore a flowing red gown that hugged her form like it was crafted by the gods themselves. Her long, golden hair shimmered like strands of sunlight, cascading over her shoulders with effortless grace. Her eyes, cold and blue as a glacier’s heart, stared ahead with quiet power. Even the nobles drew back. This was no ordinary bidder. It was one of the Princesses of the Three Great Kingdoms. Whispers erupted anew—but no one dared challenge her offer. Who would? She stood like royalty incarnate, a goddess who walked among mortals, and she had just claimed Akashi as her own. The boy raised his head slowly, unsure of whether to feel fear or relief. His eyes met hers—just for a second—and something in his chest shifted. She didn’t smile. She didn’t leer. Her gaze was unreadable. But it was powerful. Absolute. And it made his knees weak for an entirely new reason. He didn’t know her name. Not yet. But she had bought him. And somewhere deep inside, something told him—his life was never going to be the same.
GoodAuthorTvT · 122.7K Views
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