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Fire Obsession

Pleasures and Obsessions

In a world where wealth and power reign supreme, Alice, a beautiful and spirited young woman, finds herself trapped in a loveless engagement with Alex, a ruthless and cunning billionaire. Her parents, eager to secure their family's financial future, have arranged the union without regard for Alice's feelings or desires. Desperate to escape the suffocating grip of her impending marriage, Alice flees to another city, hoping to start anew. There was no way she could get married to the very man who took her innocence. But Alex, determined to claim her as his own, tracks her down and forcibly brings her back to his opulent mansion. Once there, Alice is subjected to the cruel whims of Alex's mother, Stacy, who views her as a threat to their family's legacy. As Alice struggles to adapt to her new surroundings, she finds herself imprisoned and maltreated, with Stacy stopping at nothing to break her spirit. Yet, despite Alex's icy exterior and reputation for ruthlessness, he begins to show a soft spot for Alice, revealing glimpses of a complex and vulnerable personality beneath his tough facade. As they spend more time together, Alice finds herself torn between her growing feelings for Alex and her desire for freedom and independence. As tensions escalate and Stacy's cruelty reaches new heights, Alice must confront the darkness of her own past and the secrets that haunt Alex's family. Will she find a way to escape the gilded cage that holds her captive, or will she succumb to the treacherous allure of Alex's world?
Itz_Kiara5 · 989 Views

Obsession in NY

Can power kill? Can it be bought, like the most expensive sex toy, making it an inseparable companion? Can one be driven mad by it, lose oneself in this elusive desire that is born anew each time, only to return with even greater power? As Alexander, the protagonist of this story, used to say: 'Power is the heroin of the mind, love is the dealer of hearts'. It's a drug that sucks you in to the brim, changing your perception of reality, satisfying your thirst but leaving you hungry for more. You'll feel that ache, that emptiness, which only intensifies, leading to another dose. Once the darkest desires are in play, there is no going back. Life becomes an obsession. Every decision in this world is a choice between light and darkness. Death is just the moment when the light goes out and the rest turns into one endless darkness. And in that darkness - those who once were something more - wander. But can you escape what is already inside you? How far will you go to get what you want? How much are you willing to sacrifice to take control? This erotic thriller will transport you to the world of New York's elite, where nothing is what it seems. Where everything is for sale and prices have no boundaries - money, sex, power and, above all, lies. In the heart of New York, there are dark secrets that the most powerful are prepared to hide behind a facade of luxury. Where betrayal is the daily bread and everyone has something to hide, there is no room for honesty. In this world, law is just an illusion and morality is a relic of the past. Discover how far corruption reaches, how great the influence of evil is and how addictive it can be when only real power is at stake. The power to destroy everything that stands in its way, the power that pulls all the strings.
GabrielvanRobern · 2.6K Views

Profane Empress of Obsession

"Oh, My beloved Scarlet flame... Burn to your heart's content!" "Your wicked embers soothe and mend my broken heart and shattered spirit." "On that day, you took everything from me." "Tell me..." "Divine Emperor, do you regret it now?" "As your cities and people burn?" "Divine Emperor!" "This Regina el Ingnus is no longer weak or afraid!" "Her Scarlet Flames of Wrath will judge your sins." A woman staggered forward, tripping on burning rubble, her bloodstained hands slipping as she tripped. Her luscious hair was blonde like the radiant sun, while her eyes were like the blue sea. She stood frozen as the merciless flames danced across her eyes as if mocking her survival and weakness. Her body was still, watching silently as her beautiful village burned. All that remained was a ruined village bathing in the everlasting fires of avarice. All because she was a Holy Maiden. They were a blessed existence to the Kingdom, a cursed existence to the Empire. They were known as the Holy Maiden to the Holy Church of Amora, Goddess of the moon and fertility. But merely known as the Whore of Sin to the Empire and their Divine Son, rumoured to be descendants of the God of the sun and Justice. The Holy Maiden was an existence that was born only once in every 2,000,000 people. A Holy maiden had a powerful affinity for all magic, and increased physical capabilities, usually appearing as an ethereal and charming woman with both male and female reproductive organs. However, they were infertile due to a curse. The Divine Son was born the same year as the Holy Maiden. The Goddess Amora and the God Zelmot were bitter enemies, constantly at war; after suffering a close defeat, Zelmot created a curse that would torment all future Holy Maidens. As if to spite the goddess of fertility, Zelmot stained her beloved daughters with the curse of infertility. In revenge, Amora cursed the Divine Son of Zelmot. He would become enchanted and fall deeply in love with the Holy Maiden, eventually growing insane with their love towards her. The ancient texts rumoured that if the Divine Son lost to the Holy Maiden, he would become a female forever devoted to the Maiden. But if the Holy Maiden were to lose, she would lose her ability to use magic and become frail and hideous, like a monster. When the Divine Church of Justice learned of this truth, they began to hunt down ALL that displayed similarities with the Holy Maiden; this dark period of the Empire... Its given name was "The Purge of the Red Moon" After its 3,000-year history, the Kingdom has failed to protect and save a single Holy Maiden from death, abuse, torture or torment. Their only achievement was to stop the Divine Son from being the killer. In contrast, the Empire still worships the Divine Son's return each time one is born. At this moment, the Empire rode away, convinced of another victory. However, a female figure shambled forward with bated breath and a broken heart. Regina El Ignis, heiress of Baron Maxim El Ignis. Lord of the small village and land surrounding Ignia, bordering the Empire. She stumbled forward, Taking her first steps as the Holy Maiden of Scarlet Flames. "Alceste, my beloved... can you hear my lament, feel my love for you as I cut down our enemies?" The maiden stands on a pile of burnt corpses, her body twirling as if dancing on their corpses, a twisted smile upon her face. Armed with a giant black sword and scarlet flames, seven women wielding various magic accompany her as she steps forward like a fairy of brutal death. "They call me the Scarlet Empress of Obsession..." "However, My dear witches of calamity! I became Empress only for you~."
Duke_Asmodeus · 180.3K Views

Reign of Obsession

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.
Cipher_Nox · 63K Views

Making fire

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….
Jade_4527 · 12.8K Views

The general’s obsession

Title: The General’s Forbidden Obsession Overview: In the heart of a war-torn Japan, where power is held by ruthless generals and noble bloodlines teeter on the edge of ruin, one sheltered aristocratic son makes a single, devastating mistake—he steps beyond the walls of his family’s protection. Naïve, docile, and unaware of the world’s dangers, he longs for a taste of freedom, a single night beneath the city’s lantern-lit sky. But beauty like his is a curse, drawing hungry eyes and grasping hands. When a brothel lures him in with promises of wonder, he stumbles into the clutches of men who see him as nothing more than a delicate prize to be claimed. Watching from the shadows is the nation’s most feared general—cold, ruthless, and entirely captivated. At first, he only observes, drawn in by the boy’s ethereal beauty and oblivious innocence. But when another man dares to touch what he has silently claimed, his restraint shatters. With a single command, the general takes him. Not out of mercy, but out of possessive desire. He tells himself it’s only for a night, that he’ll let the boy go. But obsession, once ignited, is a fire that does not burn out. As the aristocratic son’s family desperately searches for him, the general refuses to release his new obsession. And the boy, so naive to the world’s cruelty, doesn’t yet understand—he has just been caged by the most dangerous man in the empire. Will love bloom from possession, or will he remain nothing more than a treasured captive?
Thatcrazyzino22 · 2.6K Views
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