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You Can T Force Someone To Love You

Addicted to you

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.
Pink_Winter · 1.3M Views

Everything You Forgot to Love

In a city that thrives on ambition and secrets, Zariah Cole is determined to escape the shadows of her past. Beautiful, brilliant and emotionally walled off, she's returned to the place that once broke her to start over, to succeed and most of all, to forget. But when a mysterious journal belonging to her late mother surfaces, Zariah found herself dragged into a web of lies, betrayal, and long buried truths threaten to destroy everything she's built. At the center of the chaos is Dorian Voss, a cold, enigmatic billionaire with too much power and far too many secrets of his own. Their connection is electric but volatile and Zariah can't decide if he's her protector or her greatest threat. As danger closes in and bodies from the past starts to resurface, some metaphorical, some very real. Zariah must confront the truth: her mother didn't die by accident. She was silenced and now, Zariah might be next. What begins as a search for answers spirals into a high-stake game of deception, where every ally might be a traitor and every kiss might be a trap. Torn between the man who knows more than he's saying a d the truth she's too afraid to face, Zariah is forced to unravel the legacy of a woman who risked everything for love and whose final message may hold the key to not just survival but redemption. As passion ignites and conspiracies twist tighter, Zariah must decide what's worth letting go and who she's willing to love, even if it breaks her.
Daisybliss · 12.5K Views

You Can’t Spell Stepbrother Without Sin

I shouldn’t be here. I should’ve turned back the second the door clicked shut behind me. But he was already walking toward me,slow, shirtless, sweatpants riding low on his hips, hair messy from practice. And when he looked at me like that? Like I was the meal and he was done playing nice? My thighs clenched before he even touched me. “You need something, baby girl?” He knew what he was doing. He always did. I opened my mouth, but all I managed was a breathy, “I can’t sleep.” His grin? Wicked. “Don’t worry.” He stepped in close, fingers slipping under the hem of my sleep shirt. “I’ll wear you out.” ~~~~~~~~~~~ He wrapped his hand around my throat whispering, “You shouldn’t want this, but you do.” He’s my stepbrother. The golden boy basketball star with too much charm, too many abs, and no sense of personal space. He walks around shirtless like he doesn’t know what it does to me. Sleeps in my bed like it’s his. Steals my favorite hoodie just to say I smell like his. And the worst part? He falls first. He falls hard. And then he starts chasing. I try to say no. Try to tell myself it’s wrong. But when he pins me to the wall, when he whispers filth in my ear with those hands sliding under my dress… I forget every reason we’re supposed to stop. Because he doesn’t kiss like a brother. He kisses like a man who wants to ruin me,and leave the bruises to prove it. He’s not the villain. But he’s not the hero either. He’s just the gift fate left in my house… And I’m the girl too weak to give him back. You can’t spell stepbrother without sin. And I’ve already committed every one.
Aishat_isd · 1.4K Views
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