Enid Sinclair Naked

"The biggest blessing in my life was meeting you. The greatest misfortune was hurting you." — Ye Feimo On the night she finally confessed her feelings, Wen Nuan entered the wrong hotel room—and woke up in the arms of a stranger. Drunk, confused, and heartbroken, she never expected that one night to bind her to the ruthless and enigmatic CEO, Ye Feimo. To find her, he boldly posted a half-naked ad of her across the city. To own her, he made her sign a contract as his substitute lover. She thought it was love. He only saw her as a stand-in. When the woman he truly loved returned, Wen Nuan vanished without a trace. But it was already too late. Ye Feimo finally realized that the only woman he truly loved... was the one he let go.

(Title is being revised. This story is in the process of being rewritten) Valentyn Sinclair, a young boy, must learn to harness his skills and reach the top to stop the God of Light before this new world is destroyed, using a system and skills that have never been seen before in this world.

In the high stake world of Glamouri beauty, personal assistant Kate Anderson harbours secret feelings for her boss, Xavier Banks. Kate struggles with her feelings for Xavier when his stunning ex-girlfriend, Riley Sinclair, returns.

The Naked Hero of the Lost Island Jax Cole, a Hero betrayed and on the verge of death after assassinating the Demon King and fleeing from King Charles III, awakens alone and naked on a remote island. His arrival, a result of an escape magic scroll, places him in a location unreachable by the outside world, surrounded by powerful sea beasts. There, he is discovered and healed by Manaia, the enigmatic matriarch of the White-tailed Deer Tribe, and her curious young village women. Despite his critical condition, Jax demonstrates his power by repelling a brutal incursion of orcs and goblins with a simple stick, saving the tribe from impending tragedy and earning their astonishment. As he recovers under Manaia's care, the truth of his past as a demon assassin is revealed, cementing his status as their savior. However, amidst the vulnerability of his healing, an undeniable tension arises between Jax and the experienced matriarch, leading to an intimate encounter that defies conventions and promises to alter the destiny of both on this forgotten island.

“He was born of darkness. She was made to fear it. But together, they might just rewrite fate.” A werewolf princess. A vampire prince. A forbidden bond that could destroy them both. When Luna Sinclair is banished from her kingdom for falling in love with the enemy, she’s forced to seek refuge in the very place she was raised to fear—Blood City, home to the vampires who once hunted her kind. But fate has other plans. She is the fated mate of Damien Dragos, the vampire prince who is the pawn for a tormented sorcerer’s revenge. Their bond is undeniable. Their chemistry, dangerous. And their union, forbidden. As Luna struggles to find her place in a court full of secrets and shadows, a new war brews in the distance—one that could unravel the fragile peace between vampires and werewolves. But when Luna discovers she may be carrying a true blood child, loyalties are tested, blood is spilled, and love becomes the deadliest weapon of all. Can Luna survive the darkness of the vampire world without losing herself—or Damien? Or will their love be the spark that ignites a war neither of them can control?

In a world where power defines the soul, Caspian Sinclair bears a curse disguised as a gift. Taken in by a man who is anything but ordinary, and forged by an illness that steals his breath and pulls him into darkness, Caspian never chose his affliction—only what it would make of him. His power is outlawed, feared, forgotten: the command of dreams, the realm no man was meant to rule. He walks now as the Devourer of Dreams, a title spoken in whispers, a path etched in shadow. But power demands a price. And when blood calls to blood, when the past claws its way into the present, Caspian must choose between the family that raised him and the one that left him behind. To save one is to destroy the other. There is no clean choice. No noble sacrifice. Only a boy with a broken body and a boundless power, standing at the edge of betrayal. This is not a tale of heroes. This is a tale of masks, of monsters, of the seven faces we wear when no one is watching. This is the story of The Seven Faces. ***Available on Royal Road at https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/114963/the-seven-faces

Note Rate at 18. Rhea has exactly one month left to live, and she plans to go out on her own terms. No more hospitals. No more pity. Just one final reckless night to feel something—anything—before it all ends. She never expected to wake up in silk sheets, naked and sore, in the arms of a man who seemed too powerful, too perfect… and far too obsessed. She tries to run. She gives a fake name. A fake school. She wants to forget. But then, he walks into her classroom. Her professor. Her one-night stand. The man she tried to escape. And he’s not about to let her go.

kill him, someone please kill that monster! monster where’s the monster? wait hope you don’t mean me. I’m offended to call someone as handsome,smart and also handsome as me and yes i said handsome twice because important things need to be stated twice, can you believe the nerve of this guy he and his vampire buddies wanted me dead and when I killed them he has the nerve to call me a monster. The elders will come for your head my clan will come for you, ooh I hope so and don’t worry I’ll send them to you soon after all can’t have you getting lonely wherever you are going, why are you doing this, nothing personal just good old fashioned genocide with a side dish of revenge. And next time you go after a guy’s family make sure they are all dead okay time to die and tell the others down there to prepare a nice place for your clan members don’t worry about the cost in hell tell them Sinclair sent you. Sinclair no but you are supposed to be de..ad.

The stark-naked, handsome, young man looked intently at a winged reptile creeping in front of him, His lips, closed tight since setting foot in this new realm, began to move as words echoed in the shadowy realm of awareness. "It has been determined that the leaders of the plan and all related individuals are dead, communication with Earth has been completely severed. Transitioning to autonomous operation mode. Updating log-in name to the fully planned 'Li Lin'. Given the current situation, autonomous task B4 is selected." The boy, now known as Li Lin, paused briefly, his voice taking on a chilling edge as if from the depths of hell. "Infiltrate and invade the low-level civilization, colonize it, Earthify it." The ultimate weapon in the form of a young man, in this magical alien world, sensed a familiar scent - war. And so, he continued his mission.

“I, Dominic Cherith, reject you, Inez Sinclair, as my mate. A lying, traitorous tramp like you has no right to become my mate and the Luna of this pack.” As a half shifter, Inez Sinclair had hoped and dreamt of the day when she would meet her mate for the first time. However, the dreamy fantasy turned into her hellish nightmare when her ex-best friend and mate rejected her in front of the pack. To cap it all, he did it with a trash can turned upside down on her head. The reason? She had betrayed him, but Inez had no idea about this unknown betrayal that he spoke of. After years of endless torment, this rejection was the final blow that broke the camel’s back. Inez finally came to face the reality that she had been ignoring for years. Her best friend was gone, and in place of him stood a fiend who looked at her as if she was his worst enemy. But what truly broke her was the last betrayal of her mate. Withholding the last fragments of their mating bond, Dominic slept with another shifter—a shifter she despised and loathed, causing Inez to feel every bit of pleasure he gave the woman. Hear every sigh and moan through their mating bond. The impact broke her and left her wolf half dead. Not wanting to waste any more time with the awful bastard, Inez was prepared to run away from the pack, even if it meant to die as a rogue or live between humans where the fanatics could kill her for being a shifter. Only if she knew that Dominic blamed her for the death of his sister Abertha. And he caught her stealing the Tears of Sirens in the surveillance recording—the magical remedy that could bring the dead back to life! Ironically, Inez was part siren. Something she never relayed to anyone in the pack, not even Dominic for shifters took sirens as their slaves, tormenting them in hope that they would shed Tears of Siren. The endless torment only brought one thing to sirens: Death. She swore to never let anyone find out about the truth—that was until she ran into Killian Sokolov, an Alpha Lycan shifter. A man of sheer masculinity and charm and an unknown anger packed in ice so thick. With his slick lies, he could win the heart of any woman but refuses to leave her alone after finding out that Inez was part siren. But as a part siren, why would Inez steal the Siren’s tears? And if she didn’t steal them, whom did Dominic see in the surveillance recording? As secrets unfolds and boundaries set in stones disappear – Would Inez and Killian give love a second chance, letting go of their past? And to what lengths would Dominic go if he found out the truth? Will Killian be able to heal her broken heart before all is lost?

Hiraya Chavez never dreamt that death would cause her to transmigrate into the body of Carmelita Mendoza, the pretty young neglected pregnant widow of the rich and influential Mendoza family. Known by many names; a ruthless assassin, a masked vigilante, a master of deception, and the cyber mage, Hiraya was a legend both feared and abhorred. She was her own boss and bowed down to no one. But everything changes when Hiraya become the victim of a premeditated explosion. She wakes up in a hospital, with memories that do not belong to her and a friendly-looking nurse addressing her as Carmelita. "Who the hell is Carmelita?" ***** Orphaned at birth and forced to marry into a family that despises her, Carmelita Mendoza endured two miserable years of being married to a drunk, an abusive wife beater and a chronic gambler. Her seemingly pathetic life turns for the worse when her husband dies in a ghastly car accident. On the day of her husband's funeral, a man arrives at the memorial venue, flaunting naked pictures of himself and Carmelita entangled intimately, while claiming he is responsible for her mysterious pregnancy. Branded an adulterer and stripped of her entitlement to her husband's property, Carmelita is banished by her in-laws, with nothing except the torn clothes on her body. Rejected, broken, and depressed, Carmelita decides to take her own life by jumping off a tall building. However, instead of crashing on the cold, concrete floor, her body drops on the roof of a sleek grey Maybach Exelero, parked by the roadside. What would happen when Carmelita, now Hiraya, is confronted by Kendrick Silva - an enigmatic business tycoon and the third heir to the richest family in LampStone- for the damage to his car and for stealing his heart? Would she give love a second chance when she discovers that Ken is the mysterious man responsible for her pregnancy? And most importantly, what would she do to protect her adorable son when Hiraya's past life catches up with her?

Camilla Sanchez's life took a devastating turn when she lost her parents at a young age. Adopted by her uncle, she expected a loving home, but instead, she endured a nightmare. The situation worsened on her 24th birthday when she was forced into replacing her cousin, Clara, and marrying the ruthless cursed billionaire, Sinclair Luther. Camilla viewed the arrangement as a loveless contract marriage but it seemed fate had other plans. Camilla died tragically and her perspective changed as everything came into light. In a surprising twist, Camilla was reborn on the eve of her forced marriage. Given a second chance, Camilla must now decide: will she accept her fate as a replacement bride? Will she find love with Sinclair Luther? Or will this second life lead to another loveless, painful marriage? Dive into (title) to discover the answers.

“We’re friends,” I said, voice barely steady. Aaron’s lips curled, slow and cruel. “No, we’re not.” “Friendship’s too pure for this.” His hand slid to my waist, hot and claiming as he yanked me flush against him. “Do friends kiss like this?” He kissed me. Hard. Possessive. “Or grab each other like this?” A squeeze to my ass. A gasp. “Or think filthy little thoughts?” His breath burned against my ear. “Touch themselves to it?” My cheeks flamed. My body betrayed me. “Stop lying, Venus.” His voice was a growl. “I feel it. Every time I’m near you.” I whispered, “But you don’t even like me.” His smile was pure sin. “I don’t have to like you to fuck you.” Then the offer: “Let’s get it out of our system. No lies. No strings. Just truth.” He grabbed my chin, eyes lit with hunger. “Say the word, princess.” A whisper against my lips— “I’ll ruin you.” And God help me… I wanted him to. --------- Aaron Sinclair needs a bride to claim his inheritance. Venus Carter needs a miracle to save her dying mother. What begins as a cold contract marriage spirals into a dangerous game of buried trauma, stolen identities, and forbidden attachment. He’s ruthless, closed off, and refuses to love. She’s resilient, lost, and refuses to stay unloved. But when secrets unravel revealing a stolen childhood, a tragic past, and a vengeful stepmother, their fake marriage is the only thing standing between them and destruction. In a world ruled by power and silence, will love dare to speak first or break them both instead?

Ingrid Dolph, a lowly she-wolf happens to be in her ripe age of locating her mate. And it was during this time that the rumor about a dragon egg spread like wildfire and everyone was asked to hunt for it. Whoever finds it will have a greater share and unbelievable privileges. Excited for the hunt, Ingrid takes part in it with the motive of finding it and bargaining for its blood and scale. But as fate would have it, she didn't just find it but that same dragon turns out to be her mate. ***** ~{SNEAK PREVIEW}~ As I got close, I came to realize that it was a full grown naked man. What? A man? How was the dragon a man? Suddenly I growled and groaned as my body grew hot by just the sight of it. What was wrong with me? Could it be that my wolf side was affected by the dragon because of the smell of its blood? Disregarding the fact that he was naked, I approached him and my breathing became labored as my senses heightened to an intense level I never knew possible. When I saw how he curled himself in a fetal position with his hand holding his bloody abdomen, my blood boiled and I punched the rock he was laying close to. “Who would dare do such a thing to him!” I angrily said aloud and that was when his eyes opened causing my breath to get caught in my throat. He was breathtaking! His lashes were white as his eyebrows and they shimmered while his iris were gray in color. “Ingrid,” he breathed out and my eyes widened at the fact that he knew my name.

Cecelia Whitmore, a rich heiress who seemingly has everything but ran away in the pursuit of independence, has her life turned upside down by a wrong turn. With nothing left, she comes back home and is immediately plunged back into her role as her father's tool in his insatiable hunger for power. Just when she had resigned to her fate and settled into her new life with her fiancé arranged by her family, a man enters her life whose presence takes her back to the mistakes of the past and threatens to either completely destroy her or free her from the shackles cast upon her. And that man is none other than her soon to be brother-in-law, Soren Sinclair, the outcast and the stain on the family's picture perfect image. When a danger looming over that could lead to downfall of the empire forced these two to work together, there are a few questions left. Can these two overcome their differences for the greater good? Will the empire survive? And... Will their marriage survive as well?

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

He was the fire she never saw coming. She was the girl he never meant to love. A cruel dare. A forbidden kiss. And a betrayal that shattered them both. Cameron Sinclair was supposed to be the quiet girl the new face at a school full of secrets. She never expected to fall for Alan Kazan, the beautiful, reckless twin with a smirk that made her heart forget what it was protecting. He came with danger. With rumors. And a list she was never meant to be on. But when the truth comes out, and everything between them burns, Cameron disappears without a word. Years later, she returns scarred, silenced, and trapped in a nightmare wearing a wedding ring. But Alan never forgot her. Not the sound of her laugh. Not the way she kissed him like he was the only real thing in her life. And he’s not ready to let go. Now, they’re caught in a storm of secrets, betrayals, and a legacy built on lies. And some loves? They don’t die. They come back blazing.

Kim Hyungsik has a complex about the size of his genitals. He gets the opportunity to grow them bigger by completing missions… but they become progressively more difficult and risqué. Will Hyungsik be able to have a big dick?! “Look at the landlady’s naked body.” Rooftop Sex king Comedy, Mature, Romance, Smut, Harem, MILF, System

In the midst of a seemingly ordinary life, Azalea Phoneix, a forty-year-old businesswoman, harbors a dark and unsettling secret that draws attention from those around her. Despite her best efforts to provide a loving home for her stepdaughter Sinclair, their relationship remains strained. Azalea's one wish is to see Sinclair wedded to the groom of her late husband's choosing, Orion, which is also the final term of her contract with her deceased spouse. This contract is the key to her long-awaited freedom, and she will do whatever it takes to fulfill it. However, when Sinclair rejects the proposal and refuses to comply with her father's last wish, Azalea's plans are thrown into disarray. To make matters worse, Orion finds himself drawn to Azalea instead of Sinclair, leading him to court her. But as he delves deeper into her mysterious persona, he uncovers chilling secrets that even Azalea is unaware of. Secrets that have been buried for years, and ones that threaten to destroy everything she has built.

Jin Mu-ryong, the disgraced heir of the Frozen Blade Sect, kneels before the Imperial Court—his hands bound in soul-severing chains, his once-proud robes reduced to bloodied rags. The Emperor, flanked by the very martial brothers Mu-ryong once called family, grins as he pronounces the sentence: "Execution for the traitor." Desperation turns to rage as Mu-ryong smashes his forehead against the floor—not in surrender, but in final defiance. The impact cracks the marble, and in that instant, a blinding summoning circle ignites beneath him, its intricate runes unlike any Murim formation. The Emperor's smirk vanishes as Mu-ryong dissolves into golden light, leaving behind only a whisper of qi and the echoing laughter of… someone else. He awakens naked and wounded in a grand cathedral, surrounded by foreign mages in flowing robes. Their language is gibberish, but their expressions are clear: awe and terror. For Mu-ryong has not been exiled—he has been summoned. The Kingdom of Luminar is losing its war against the Demon God’s hordes. Their last hope? A "Hero from Beyond the Heavens and a puppet they can control." But what they got was no hero, nor a beast to be tamed—they summoned a vengeful Murim monster.

Maya prophesied that December 21, 2012 would be the end of the world. On this day, some people were anxious and afraid of not seeing the sun the next day. More people held a playful attitude and celebrated with their loved ones in the early morning night, waiting for dawn to celebrate their safe passage through the end. The next day, the sun rose as usual, and people only thought that God was joking with everyone, working and living as usual. But they were too happy too early. The end has already quietly arrived, but they have been adapted to the harsh environment, unable to see the green mountains turn into yellow soil, and flowers and birds disappear; Unable to see the clear river turning into a foul smelling canal, fish and shrimp are dying; Unable to see grassland turning into desert, land howling According to the Observatory, there was a once-in-a-millennium meteor shower in the early morning of December 21, 2020. Many places can be seen with the naked eye, with young men and women rushing to tell each other, eagerly anticipating this romantic meteor shower. At midnight, the long-awaited miracle finally appeared. The moon, which had been hard to see for a long time, descended like a silver plate, clear and bright, right in front of me But then people were extremely frightened. According to the lunar calendar, this day is the Winter Solstice Festival on the seventh day of the winter lunar month. How could there be a full moon This is a beautiful miracle It's still the beginning of the nightmare

The boardroom was a wall of glass and judgment. At exactly 8:59 AM, Arielle pushed through the doors in a sharp navy dress that clung to her like confidence had been stitched into every seam. Her heels echoed across the floor as she approached the long, polished table where half a dozen stone-faced executives sat, murmuring over papers and steaming coffee. Dominic was already seated at the head of the table. He didn't look at her. Not at first. But he felt her enter. Just like gravity feels the moon. She took her spot near the screen, placed the tablet in front of her, and exhaled slowly. "You ready?" Dominic asked quietly, his voice low, unreadable. She turned to him with a sharp smile. "Born ready." He finally met her gaze—and for a second, something flickered behind his eyes. Not approval. Not yet. But something… closer than before. "Gentlemen," Dominic said to the table. "This is Arielle Sinclair. She'll be walking you through the market projections and proposed strategy updates for Q3." One of the older men raised a brow. "Her?" Arielle didn't flinch. "Yes. Me," she said, smiling sweetly. "Try to keep up." There was a pause—half stunned, half amused—and then, silence She launched into her presentation. And she nailed it. Clear. Sharp. Confident. She wasn't just parroting facts; she owned the numbers. Her explanations were quick, her slides precise, and her delivery unapologetically fierce. For the first time, they weren't looking at her legs or her lipstick. They were looking at her mind. And Dominic? He watched every second like a man watching a match ignite in a room full of gas. At one point, their eyes locked—and she saw it. A crack in his armor. Not desire. Not annoyance. But something like… respect. And it made her stomach flip in a way no designer bag ever had. When she concluded with a succinct, "Any questions?" the room was quiet. Then, one of the board members nodded. "Well done, Miss Sinclair. Concise and well-structured." Dominic didn't say a word. But his fingers drummed once against the table. A silent approval. The meeting ended. As the board members filed out, Dominic remained seated, watching her. She turned to him slowly. "Well?" she asked. He stood, approached, and said nothing until he was directly in front of her. "You surprised them." "And you?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes again. "I don't surprise easily." She stepped closer. "You didn't think I could do it." "I knew you could," he said, voice dark and steady. "I just didn't know if you would." She tilted her head. "So what now?" His eyes raked over her—not with lust, but with something more dangerous. Calculating. Hungry. "Now," he said slowly, "I stop holding back." She inhaled sharply. "What does that mean?" "It means if you're staying in this game, you better be ready to lose sometimes." She licked her lips. "I never lose." He smirked—slow, wolfish. "We'll see." And he walked out first. But this time? She followed with her chin high, her stride proud, and fire crackling in her chest. She hadn't just passed the test. She'd lit the room on fire. The hallway was quiet after the boardroom storm, but Arielle's heels still echoed like a victory march. She was glowing. Not just from the adrenaline of her flawless presentation, but from something else—something hotter, deeper. The way Dominic had looked at her afterward wasn't just professional respect. It was a crack in his walls. And she intended to widen it. She pressed the button for the elevator, and just as the doors slid open, a shadow fell over her shoulder. Dominic. Of course. He stepped in beside her without a word, towering, silent, composed. The doors closed. Silence. Tension. Air that thickened with each passing floor. She stood beside him, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Close enough to catch a whiff of his cologne—clean, dark, devasta

I was supposed to get a cheat skill, a magic sword, and maybe a harem. Instead, I reincarnated in a cursed forest, naked, as a sentient curse spirit born from the emotional black hole called self-loathing. Yep. I'm a walking embodiment of human rejection—complete with a passive aura that makes everyone around me doubt their life choices. And it gets worse: The Exorcist Council wants me purged, the gods call me an "anomaly," and my best starting skill is literally called [Mope]. Just as I’m about to get turned into spirit sashimi, I’m rescued by Lira, a snarky, terrifying, and slightly-too-flirty Demon Queen, who declares me her “pet.” (???) Now I’m stuck between a demon monarch who wants to use me to shake the world order… …an Exorcist trainee who thinks I can help expose a divine conspiracy… …and a sarcastic hope spirit trapped in a ring who insists I need "emotional therapy." With each battle, I absorb more cursed powers. With each bond, I evolve past what a “curse” is supposed to be. The world says I shouldn’t exist. But if I’m going to be a curse… I’ll become the one thing they fear more than death.

Isla Sinclair, a renowned supermodel, has it all - wealth, fame, and a social calendar that's always full. But beneath the glamour, her love life is a mess. Twice divorced and a widowhood later, she's convinced to take another shot at love. Living under her father's roof feels suffocating, but everything changes when she meets Cade Hudson, her new house manager. Cade's reserved demeanor and sharp wit intrigue Isla, but he's not easily swayed by her charms. Determined to win him over, she makes him her latest project. As they clash and spar, Isla finds herself falling for Cade's quiet strength and integrity. But will he see past her troubled past and love her for who she truly is? "You are the first man I've met who doesn't make me feel like a masterpiece to be collected, but a canvas to be painted."

Eli Carter didn’t get a happy ending. He barely got an ending at all. When he wakes up in the body of Annalise Sinclair—a girl with everything he never had—Eli is given a life he doesn’t understand and a family that loves someone he’s not. He didn’t ask for this. He doesn’t know why he’s here. But if this is his second chance… He’s going to fight to keep it. Even if it means living someone else’s life.

I accidentally summoned a succubus. Now she won't stop begging for my cock. When university professor and amateur occult dabbler James Weller jokingly joins his friends in a drunken summoning ritual, he doesn’t expect results. He especially doesn’t expect her—naked, kneeling in his bed, eyes glazed like she’s been starved for years. She's a succubus, and she's his. Cock-obsessed. Disobedient. Addicted. And the more he punishes her, the deeper she submits. But what starts as a wet dream spirals when James discovers two things: He’s descended from a bloodline that was never meant to be human. The Incubi of her world want their favorite plaything back—and they’re willing to kill for it. 300+ chapters of raw heat, obedience training, psychological domination, supernatural war, and one unbreakable rule: She only comes for him. Or not at all. (For the lovers of plot meets erotica)

Blurb: The novel contains allegories, symbolism, metaphors, imagery, and similes regarding how life is connected, and how the narrator's story tells the haunting yet beautiful tale of her life and how she fights. The narrator, Daisy, transforms and shares her story with her spiritual journey, and how she no longer recognizes the physical world. The collection "Eyes: Earth Personality" explains how flawed humanity is and how because of the bad things people do, they face consequences unknown to the naked eye. The narrator's eyes are everywhere, even if she cannot physically see what is happening. The novel details the unusual phenomena that takes place when someone must be taught a lesson, and when their vices do not always work in their favor. Destruction takes place when people blame others for their actions, hurt others, and cannot stop the oddities thrown in the way. The narrator's eyes are always watching and may even hunt you. What will you do? Tags: #Goth, #Romanticism, #Spirituality, and #MagicalRealism. Written: 2020 * Check out Daisy's Eyes, the serialized version of this collection! *

He ruined her life. Now, he wants to own her. When Lara Lawson’s family is destroyed by a scandal, she loses everything—her home, her wealth, and her dignity. The source of her downfall? Adrian Sinclair, the ruthless billionaire heir who spread the rumors that shattered her world. Now, years later, Lara has rebuilt her life. She’s strong, independent, and determined to never let Adrian win again. But when fate traps her in a dangerous game, she’s forced into an impossible deal—marry Adrian, or watch her last chance at saving her family slip away. But the man she hates isn’t the same boy from the past. Adrian is colder, darker, and completely obsessed with her. He claims he’s always wanted her, that the rumors were never meant to hurt her, that he’ll do anything to make her his. Lara swears she’ll never forgive him. But the more she resists, the more she finds herself tangled in his web of desire, secrets, and whispered promises. Because the truth is, Lara has a secret of her own. And if Adrian ever finds out, he’ll never let her go…

He worshiped her like a goddess. She let another man make her moan. Duncan Moretti had everything—power, wealth, control. Women wanted him, men feared him. But when Aphrodite walked into his world, she didn’t want his money… she wanted his soul. And he gave it to her. Every kiss, every whispered promise, every desperate moan—he thought they meant something. He planned the perfect proposal, ready to give her forever. Until she didn’t show up. Until she arrived hours late—smiling like she hadn’t just crushed him. Until a man walked in uninvited, laughing, calling her home. And when Duncan followed her, broken and burning, he saw it all with his own eyes—Aphrodite naked under another man, moaning his name like she once moaned his. Now Duncan isn’t the man who fell to his knees. He’s the man who’s rising—with revenge in his blood and nothing left to lose. She wanted to be worshiped? He’ll make sure she remembers exactly how it feels.

Our MC dies and is granted another life and a system from the God of Fishing. With the power of the Lucky Pull System, our MC starts his new life as Wade?. Naked and alone in a brand new world, can Wade? learn how to manipulate the System to his advantage and live a fantastic life?