Docile Thesaurus

"Jill!" Sheri whispered. Jill continues to give Sheri grief. Though, in all honesty Jill didn't care, nor did she have room to judge. Jill has done what Sheri is about to do once or twice. Maybe even three times by the time she's done with Anthony. Who knows what his status is? Don't care... But Jill could shamelessly say this, she's never blatantly seen a man's wife and still brazenly flirt with their husband. Sheri was on a whole new level of savagery, and Jill wasn't letting her best friend off the hook so easily. Jill thought to herself, the next time Sheri tries to act all innocent and poise to judge me, imma rub the dirt all up in her face. She continues to push Sheri’s buttons till she gets up to leave and go to the bathroom. Jill was getting ready to tell her to use the gel when unexpectedly, Sheri collides into the Governor. They were a whole tangled mess, Jill practically had to pull them apart before his wife came. The Governor was grateful for her intervention because even he realized he wasn't focused. Upon meeting the governor's wife, Jill was 100% sure, she did not like her. This self-important, condescending chick, made Jill simply want to backhand her. Her whole attitude was trash. She looked down at Sheri and Jill the whole time with fake greetings of kindness. But Jill matched her energy. Like b*tch, your not about to run over me. But Sheri... Practically became her yes girl. And Jill had to fall in line because it wasn't her fight. *** After the awful encounter with Monica, the Governor's wife, Jill got to work on making sure Sheri had a more prominent presence. The girls went to the bathroom, and Jill opened every stall to make sure no one was around. "What was that?!" Jill yelled. "I know right?! Absolute b*tch!" Sheri added. Jill wanted to smack Sheri. "No! You!" Sheri was confused. "You're not focused! When she came up to us all stank, you had no fight in you. You acted like a docile little girl. She said jump and you went 'how high?' Even I had to fall in line." Jill was so infuriated. "Oh...". Sheri said in recollection. "Listen that right there was a freebie. Monica is not about to think that's how things are gonna be moving forward." Jill declares. Sheri was silent but signaled she understood Jill continued as she paced the spacious restroom. "She's the one that had things she wanted to discuss with you, not the other way around. You should of let Monica know what day YOU were available instead of going along with what she choose!" "I know I just got nervous..." Sheri put her hand to her forehead. "Well that needs to be out of your system now that we have a vague idea of what she's about. When we go to the Governor's house, don't act all impressed, as if you've never been in a place like that before, and whatever she asks of you, tell her you need time to deliberate. She's not getting her answer right away." Jill looked at Sheri sternly. "You're right! I'm sorry!... I guess I felt bad about my behavior with her husband that I kind of submitted to her." Sheri admitted. "So are you gonna feel bad about the Governor's behavior too?!" Jill snapped "Takes two to tangle, And y'all was entangled!" "Jill... I don't know if I can be the type of woman that can mess with a married man..." Sheri lowered her head. Well what is she trynna say about me! Jill thought. *** Hey everyone, thank you for your interest in my book, this is my first time writing a story. Hope you enjoyed this excerpt. This is my original work and the setting is urban American. My characters are of African American, Caribbean, and Hispanic descent, so this book may have a different flavor from the more traditional stories on here, so feel free to comment if there are any slang terms or phrases you don't understand.

Elegant, poised, and quick-witted, Jian Yu is the dream of many. As the youngest Chief Editor of a leading fashion magazine, she has the world at her feet. But this picture-perfect life shatters when she is suddenly transmigrated into a sweet romance novel. Call it her luck, but she’s not the leading character who sweeps the world with her brilliance nor the rich heiress to a powerful clan. Nope. She’s stuck as the evil sister-in-law of the FL, known for her villainous schemes, jealousy toward the FL, and a life of doom. Determined to rewrite her fate, Jian Yu comes up with a simple plan: live the high life, keep her head down, and avoid all drama. Easy, right? That is, until her grandmother's last will ties her to Han Jue, the blue-blooded and imperturbable young master of the prestigious Han Clan, in the name of marriage. Cue, the start of her destined villain’s fate. Han Jue is everything you’d expect from the textbook definition of a frosty CEO—tall, dark, and brooding. Their engagement? A cold-hearted business deal, no love involved. Or so Jian Yu thought. What she doesn’t know is that Han Jue can hear her every thought. And suddenly, the fake marriage doesn’t seem so fake anymore. [Jian Yu thinking: What? I’m supposed to marry him? What kind of twisted game is this, Grandma?! You set me up with a literal refrigerator—am I supposed to sleep with an electric blanket to survive the night? Why didn’t you just send me to live with a snowman instead?!] Han Jue pursed his lips and looked at the obedient and docile Jian Yu in front of him. Did she really think he couldn’t hear what was going on in her head?

[Warning : This book contains Mature content ] 'You never know when you fall for the most unexpected person, in the most unexpected way. ' What would you do if you suddenly married to a cruel but handsome Vampire King? Shy away? Fear away? But our princess here planned to scare him to be docile to her! "Hah! you cruel King, if you want to hurt me in any way thinking that now you are my husband, DREAM ON! " But what she didn't know is, he will rather skin himself alive than to even think about hurting her. . . . . And here starts the sweet love story of Princess Eiana and King Darius. But wait! What Is our king hinging there? Why does it smell of mystery?! . . ... King Darius of Veleris, do you take Princess Eiana of Cenia, to be your wedded wife, to have and hold from this day onwards, for better and for worse, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish her till death do you apart."  Darius looked straight into Eiana's blue eyes and smiled, then said , " Yes, I do. Even after death does us apart. "  And that was it. Eiana froze.

In the world beyond the fortified walls of Edenhold, men roam wild—violent, unchecked, and dangerous. But inside the walls, a new society has risen. Built by women, for women, Edenhold is a sanctuary, a utopia where peace reigns and control over the future is absolute. Men are bred only for their most docile traits, raised with careful hands, and kept under constant surveillance. They exist to serve a single purpose: to breed out the violence that has plagued humanity for generations. Thalia, one of Edenhold’s most devoted caretakers, has spent her life nurturing boys like Kai, a promising young man with a gentle father and a powerful mother who died in service to the fortress. But as Kai nears the age where he must prove himself fit to stay within Edenhold, his behavior becomes erratic, his anger barely contained. With his future—and the future of Edenhold’s breeding program—hanging in the balance, Thalia must confront the terrifying possibility that no matter how carefully they control it, violence may be impossible to eliminate. As the foundations of Edenhold begin to crack, Thalia’s faith in the system she once trusted starts to falter. What if the violence they fear isn’t something that can be bred out? And how far are they willing to go to maintain the peace they have fought so hard to build?

``` [Attention : contenu fortement mature r18+/adulte] Il est son salut. Elle, sa perte. Pourtant, il refuse de la laisser partir... Mineah, la plus jeune Princesse d'Ebodia, fut maudite dès sa naissance pour rester innocente et apporter le malheur autour d'elle. Cette prophétie plane sur elle comme un nuage sombre, grandissant chaque année sans se réaliser. Elle existe dans des rumeurs étouffées comme une figure pitoyable - fragile, docile, indésirable. Sous ce masque se cache une renarde forte et fière digne d'être reine. Et cette future reine a jeté son dévolu sur la brisure de sa malédiction, même si cela signifie tromper le vampire le plus rusé jamais né. Nikolai, bien que reclus et énigmatique, est vénéré par le Royaume de Valcrez comme un souverain sage et puissant. À l'insu de ses fidèles sujets, son image de perfection est une toile de mensonges qui, si elle était révélée, pourrait faire s'effondrer leur royaume et tout ce qui leur est cher. Quand ces deux-là voient leurs chemins se croiser dans une alliance matrimoniale, le jeu de la Séduction de la Couronne commence. Mais qui est le chasseur et qui est la proie ? ******** Extrait : « Pourquoi te déshabilles-tu devant moi ? » demanda-t-elle avec un froncement de sourcils, ne faisant peu pour cacher son irritation dans sa voix. Son objectif était de capturer seulement son cœur, pas tout son corps ! « Ne suis-je pas autorisé à prendre un bain avec ma femme ? » répliqua-t-il d'un ton froid. « J'ai spécialement demandé une grande baignoire pour être sûr que nous deux y rentrions ensemble. » Elle soupira, sans détourner son regard de lui tandis qu'elle reprenait son calme. Le voyant sourire en coin, elle se força à se mettre à l'aise tandis qu'il parlait. « C'est mieux ainsi. Tu l'as dit toi-même, personne ne t'a forcée à m'épouser. Au contraire, tu t'es proposée et t'es portée volontaire de toi-même, alors je m'attends à ce que tu sois assez confiante pour partager un bain avec ton mari », déclara confiant Nikolai. « Après tout, nous ferons bien plus que cela sous peu. » Sans gêne... Se retenant de lever les yeux au ciel, elle parvint à lui adresser un sourire en disant, « Ne me blâme pas si tu meurs alors. » **** Note : Volume 1 : Histoire Principale Status - Terminé (Chapitres 1 à 403) Volume 2 : Histoire Annexes Status - Terminé (Chapitres 404 à 472) Volume 3 : Histoire Annexes Status - **** PS : Couverture de livre commandée possédée par l'auteur ! Ne pas l'utiliser ! ```

Celestia Aster always knew her luck was terrible, but learning she’s a cannon fodder in an unfinished novel? That’s a new low. On her twentieth birthday, she regains memories of her past life and discovers she’s doomed to die saving the heroine– all for the male lead’s tragic love story. What’s worse? In her past life, she’d paid to read this nonsense! Determined to change her fate, Celestia swears off her family’s indifference, the male lead’s drama, and the pitiful life of a pushover. But just as she starts to set her life straight, her three worldviews are once again shattered. First, her emotionally-constipated father– who once couldn’t tell her from a houseplant– suddenly starts awkwardly doting on her. Then, scheming Brother #1 flips his villain switch and starts sabotaging people for her. Rude Brother #2, the human thesaurus of profanity, now uses his sailor's mouth to curse out her enemies. Even the youngest, who used to look at her like she’d sprout fangs, has turned into a limpet, clinging to her like she’s his favorite stuffed toy. And just when she thinks things can’t get any weirder? The Crown Prince– the overpowered terror of the protagonist squad– decides he wants her… on his payroll. Mom, pick me up. I’m scared…

Lady Sophie’s husband, Duke Lucas of Rogethen, asks her for an open marriage after she finds out he's been sleeping with another woman for months. The powerful dragon in the woods proposes a scheme for revenge and it involves tricking her husband into believing that his perfect, docile wife is falling for someone else. The first step of their plan? Purchasing her with gold.

She had always been obedient and docile in their three years of hidden marriage, watching as he surrounded himself with women and was mired with endless scandals. On the day the subject of his unrequited love returned to the country, she quietly handed him a divorce agreement. “What, you have someone you like?” he asked coldly. She smiled nonchalantly. “Yes. You may not acknowledge me as your wife, but someone will acknowledge me as their lover.” Later, as the Thompson family acknowledged their connection, she became a rich daughter who was out of his reach. As men flocked around her, Michael Gallagher realized that in those three years, she had planted the seeds of love that had now grown into a towering tree, binding him for life.

The Heiress Sisters "Big" Miss and "Little" Miss, please stop tormenting me! I'm begging you!" One heroic moment at a Manhattan restaurant introduces Alex Stone to a stunning beauty who turns out to be Emma Carter—the daughter of his company's Shanghai CEO. In other words, the "Big Miss" herself. But beneath her elegant exterior and graceful demeanor, this heiress has a side that nobody sees coming. It's enough to drive a man crazy! Be your housekeeper? Big Miss, are you joking? You can barely make instant noodles, and you want to be my housekeeper? The CEO has two daughters? Wait—so that beauty I antagonized on the subway is the "Little Miss"? What? You're moving in too? No! Please, have mercy! One sister is more than enough to handle, and now there's another? They really are something else, these "Big" and "Little" Misses! The "Big" Miss may look elegant and gentle, but she's hopelessly scatter-brained. The "Little" Miss might appear cold and stunning, but she's got the temper of a spitfire. To make matters worse, these sisters have been like oil and water since childhood—and now they're both living under my roof. Talk about a full house! I set out to chase beautiful women, but these "Big" and "Little" Misses ended up chasing me instead! How is a man supposed to survive this? These beautiful heiresses are anything but docile. How's a simple white-collar worker supposed to handle their antics? They say a man who isn't a little roguish isn't developing normally. Well, I'm all man—shouldn't I enjoy this situation? Who am I? Just a guy who spends three days a week creating legends, two days falling in love, one day being eccentric, and the remaining day searching for the edge of the world and the kingdom of ice. But love... love isn't simple. The only things that can grip you for life are your teeth and love!

Do you wish to enter the ring? Kaleb Kong-Le, referred to by many as "Kongly", is a frail high school boy with a dying mother. His short height, along with his feminine characteristics cause many to think he's a small girl; his social shyness and docile nature only reinforce this belief. Due to this, he is often seen as an easy target for bullies. One day, Kongly's unfortunate existence is forever changed when a clumsy employee of the Hammer Company, Troy, asks to sponsor him as an official Fighter. Now, as an unranked Fighter, the small Kongly trains to one day stand face to face with powerful opponents. His main objective is to gather enough strength to challenge his legendary Fighter father, renowned as the "Bronze Bull".

In the year 30XX, humanity’s reckless destruction of the Earth ultimately led to its downfall. Only a small number of people managed to survive on a ravaged planet, with human civilization nearly reverting to a primitive state. A long time later, an interstellar storm altered the Earth’s orbit, triggering a rebirth. Though plants and animals mutated, the near-extinct humans found new hope. In the unimaginably harsh environment, those who survived were exceptional, and the women who endured became particularly strong, though their numbers were scarce. Men, unable to find mates, turned their attention to the docile female beasts. Miraculously, after a period of growth, the offspring of these unions could transform into boys. Time passed, and even the children born to human women started being born as beast-shaped infants, with no pure human males left on Earth. However, the birth rate of female infants remained low. Gradually, a matriarchal society of beastmen emerged on this transformed world…

Darcy Raven, a name that sent shivers through the underworld's spine. Her notoriety was so pervasive that even the lowliest thug to the mightiest mafia leaders had either crossed paths with her or trembled at the mere mention of her name. While Darcy's primary claim to fame was her ruthless demeanor towards her adversaries, her secondary reputation thrived on her boy toys. Each passing day brought forth a new face that exited her private lounge. But what shall happen with an unexpected turn when this invincible mafia queen finds herself entrapped by an unanticipated emotion – love? The object of her affection? The docile-looking owner of a trendy café conveniently situated just beyond her base. Initially anticipating a fleeting encounter akin to countless others, Darcy soon discovers herself wrapped around by the café owner's fingers, surprising not only her expectations but those around her as well. "Do you wanna eat something?" "Yes, you."

' I'm sorry Sir, Madam has instructed not to let you enter her room.' The Butler says. Kevin King was speechless, That was his room! ' I'm sorry Boss, Madam is doing a livestream and has told us to not let anyone enter her office.' The Head Security personnel says. Kevin King was confused, Wasn't that his office? ' I'm sorry Kevin but I can't talk to you till you apologize to Melody. She said she wants all of us to ghost you till you acknowledge your mistake.' Mrs King says. Kevin was stunned, His own mother was ghosting him ' I'm sorry Dad, but Mom said we can't let you leave the house.' Four little buns stop him from passing. Kevin was dumbstruck, Were these really his kids? An accidental one night stand led into a contract marriage between a rich CEO and his domineering singer. After being orphaned at 9 years, Melody Maxwell is forced to fend for herself and her siblings any legal means possible. Things are looking up as she successfully retired from a special agent society but what's the deal about getting a job in the entertainment industry and a husband? Forced to abide by the society's rules, Melody Maxwell enters the legendary flash marriage with Kevin King. Before marriage, Kevin King was the overbearing strict man who was only docile to his elder brother. Melody Maxwell only wanted to be lazy, earn lots of money for her younger siblings and enter hibernation. After Marriage, Kevin King is now the cannon fodder for his domineering wife's antics. Melody Maxwell has only one goal : Make that arrogant Mr King submissive! Who was Melody Maxwell? Retired top special agent, Best Hacker in Fiesta Country and the famous singer ever to enter the entertainment industry. At a family interview for Father and kids ' Who troubles the most in your family?' The interview asks. ' Mom!' Four little buns chorus. ' How submissive is your mother?' The interviewer asks. ' Ha Ha ha! You can't use submissive and my mother in one sentence.' The Kids says. ' Our Mother Mel is domineering and on top.' Netizen A says. ' Our She-devil is submissive to noone.' Netizen B says. ' No one dares to go against our music Goddess, MMS.'

NOTE: This story is discontinued and completed. It was written at a time I was very sick and thought. It would not turn out well. I have shifted the energy of writing to a new story that is a more intense form of BDSM and romance but doesn't delve as deeply in pending death and doom. In the realm where mortals tread, I observe their frantic scurrying, stumbling from grace, and bowing before false deities. They sacrifice kin and companions, seeking fleeting solace. The art of traversing known realms and conquering fear eludes them. I have allowed them to wander aimlessly for far too long. The foul scent of hope pollutes the world as they yield to fear, devoid of valor and pride. I dispatched my begotten sons, time and again, to seduce and ravage the sins of the masses, heralding an era of death and desire. Plagues and wars unfurled as my sons painted the world in chaos. A sly grin emerges upon my lips, for I delight in the spectacle. It reminds me of a nursery rhyme from a bygone era, whispered at a child's bedside. The darkness weaves strange reminiscences of the bittersweet. A child afflicted by plague's boils and the mother's dread realization of transmitting her malady. Through the ages, naught has changed since their first steps upon the earth. Agony and despair linger in the air, the essence and longing of existence. Amidst the apparent serenity, a subtle note of turmoil wafts—a melody of corrupted souls. For even in their docility, these creations can wield ruthlessness. Alas, they revere strength, unaware that the mightiest often shatter, crying like infants as their bones snap between my fingers. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Should you seek a tale of systematic oppression, generational torment, vile assault, and the macabre, I extend an invitation to the narrative of innocence's demise—the beauty found within life's darkest corners. The battle yet wages, and perchance, as my final thoughts manifest, redemption shall unfold its melodic strains. Or perchance, I shall pen their ultimate sentence—an exquisite requiem, unbridling my vengeance in the shadows cast by Nica.

"Having a Human Mate is nothing but trouble." The prince's eyes shifted, darkening a bit as he leaned towards her. She was startled by his sudden movement that she did not notice his hand sliding across the cushion of the couch to touch her hand. Her eyes jumped from his face to their touching hands. The warm feeling she had was the result of his slight touch. "I won't run away." She snatched her hand away, hating the way her breathing had hitched as he peered into her blue eyes. "Why is that, your Highness?" Her upper lip curled up in a sneer. "You might not be scared now, but there's not a single human that doesn't succumb to their fear." "Kiera I've been inundated with kidnapping and assassination attempts since my life began. Trying to scare me off as you did to those noblewomen isn't going to work." His soft dark eyebrows knitted together, and a look of exasperation was beginning to take shape on his handsome face. Kiera scoffed, keeping the sneer on her lips. "We shall see about that." She did not know what had come over her as her hands went up to push on the prince's shoulders. His green eyes widened as he looked up at her, now trapped underneath her. He was held down by her hands as she climbed on top. Her eyes shone a dangerous blue. A predator's gaze. Her hair fell, the tips of her raven hair brushing the prince's face. "I can rip you to shreds." She said with force behind her words. "With a single bite, I can tear chunks of your flesh clean off." She lowered her face down to him. She was so close to him now that she could feel his hot breath on her face. She could hear his crazed heart as it beat against his chest. His breathing became ragged as he stared back into her predatory gaze. "I can, and I am quite capable, of eating you." A playful smile bloomed on his lips, and determined to drive her insane, he brought his face forward and whispered into her ear. "Please do." ———————— Fifty years of peace are coming to a close. The Golden Rose Treaty between Beasts and the rest of the continent brought an era of temporary peace for all the kingdoms. Now, the leaders of the kingdoms must gather to begin drafting another treaty. Deep South in the heart of Wolfcrye Forest lies the capital of the Beast Kingdom and twenty-five-year-old Kiera Blackwater is one of twelve Generals in the Beast Army. All her life she has dedicated herself to punishing the Beasts who lose sight of their humanity, but all that is put on hold when she is chosen by her King as part of the peace treaty delegation. Kiera is then thrown into the confusing world of humans, where women are expected to be docile and kind, complacent and never opinionated, everything Kiera is not. There she meets the equally as confusing Third Prince of the Solomon Kingdom, who is nothing as he seems. Ever smiling and with eyes full of mischief, the prince is every bit perplexing as the human customs she has come to see. She is even more baffled when the prince is determined to become her Mate, proposing a three-month deal that he can win her heart. As trouble spells the end of peace forever, the Beast General will have to struggle against her rising feelings as the prince inches closer to capturing her heart. ———————— Update Schedule: Once every week ***Cover art is not mine***

On an island in the forgotten seas, there lies a mansion. In truth it's a glorified prison for the strongest mages known to man. They were imprisoned after the ancient war that had taken place 500 years ago. But can they truly not leave? As the prisoners stop to remain as docile as they were before the world suddenly learns why those people were kept away from society. But the escaped prisoners have much grander plans and set their sight on the lower realms, a unique set of worlds below the surface. Author's note: If you find any mistakes in my writing feel free to point them out in the comments. I'm always trying to improve the quality of my writing and any help is much appreciated. I you want to chat or ask more specific questions about any of my books join my discord: https://discord.gg/aCcmyzw

Zayn Paige is the loneliest boy in their class, despite being hot, he is still the nerd of their class. They all want to bully him, although he's not that easy to bully. People call him sort of names because he looks strange. Although they all attends Supernatural Academy, they still thought he's weird. Demons attacked their school, and everyone were all using their powers to save themselves. But they noticed something: Someone they thought should be the first to be eaten by the monsters. Why are the monsters being docile toward him? "What! The loneliest boy is playing with the tail of the monster. Let's run."

After reading the new novel I just picked up I couldn’t guess that I would wake up as the side character who is killed on the second page. Wolf Spade my soon to be husband or should I say my soon to be executioner. A tyrant king who spilled blood like it was water. No one could escape his cold gaze or sharp blade. Every woman that was sent to his kingdom for marriage was sent back in pieces or thrown into the lake. It’s said that King Spade is cursed and deemed to never feel love he is a monster in a man’s body. How did such a man become my husband? Well the side character I possessed is a forgotten Princess from a crumbling Kingdom who was offered as a sacrifice to King Spade in order to clear its debt. “Your Majesty my daughter is pretty and docile like a doll if you accept her hand in marriage will that settle our accounts”? Was what Anastasia Dimitri’s father said as he sold her off. That Princess is now me but I have secrets of my own I won’t die just like that!

In a land filled with magic, she was born without any visible powers. A princess, more pitiful than the slaves. Even if, in the eyes of others, she was a princess just in the name, Cassandra knew she was special. Amid all the power struggle, she had only survived by being docile, but when her gaze collided with his, her world turned upside down. For once, she wanted to live. Cassandra wanted to break free and experience new possibilities the world had to offer. But how far can an unfavorable princess go? What will be the cost of rebellion? Follow Cassandra as she uncovers her true self and turns herself from an unfavored princess to the Empress of people. -------------- Check out my new book "Alluring Death" for WSA 2023. [Add the book in your library if you liked the story] Note: This is an original story by IrisSky and not a translation :) Instagram- irissky_author

After being transmigrated into the favorite web novel series of his little sister, Gideon who had now possessed the body of the cannon fodder villain must stay on the Protagonist’s good side if he wants to avoid this villain’s original fate where he got locked up in the worse possible prison in the kingdom with no conclusion of what exactly happened to him there. But oddly enough the protagonist seems to be more… docile in person? “Is this really the protagonist?” Perhaps it’s because of the people that surrounded the protagonist that made his heart turn black in the original novel? Then I should make sure to prevent him from turning into the scum he is. https://reirozu.carrd.co/

James Harper, a weary and disillusioned data analyst, becomes trapped in an exhausting cycle of despair and monotony, his spirit crushed by the relentless demands of his career. But fate takes an unexpected turn when James awakens one day in a dense and enigmatic forest, transformed into a majestic wolf. Suddenly granted a new existence and a world of infinite possibilities, James embarks on a transformative journey to redefine himself and break free from the shackles of his former docile self. However, before he can embark on his quest for self-discovery and reinvention, James must first unravel the mysteries of the enigmatic system that brought him to this unfamiliar forest. With danger lurking at every corner, he must navigate through treacherous terrain and confront the perils that lie in wait.

Ruby transmigrated into a trashy romance novel as a supporting character. She was supposed to die by suicide but was miraculously saved. She was reckless and unrestrained, doing whatever she wants. Including impulsively 'stealing' the female lead's twin children to become her own kids! These pairs of dragons looked so docile and adorable. Furthermore, one was destined to be the business overlord while the other paved his way up to be a Film Emperor. What more could Ruby ask for? She will become their guardian in this lifetime! Ruby was over the moon thinking about how successful her future will be. However male lead, please mind your own business. Why do you keep harassing me?! The male lead's eyes shimmered in the darkness. He declared full of arrogance, "You took my children, so you must bring me too," "I'm your world." Ruby: ... Nonsense.

(Mature Content) What price are you willing to pay for freedom? The wolf-less and orphaned Tania was trapped in the life of a slave. A part of her spirit was held captive by her master to exert control. To gain freedom, she made a deal to spy on King Eltanin, the most ruthless and powerful Alpha of Araniea. Stormy-eyed libertine, King Eltanin was dominanting, arrogant and commanding as hell. Racing against time to save his wolf and kingdom from the demon king, Alpha Felis, he crosses paths with Tania. She is a spy, and temptation personified. And now Eltanin must choose between the fate of his kingdom and his mate. Will Tania choose her freedom and reject her mate? Or will she give up the only thing she ever wanted? Thesaurus definition of "Libertine": debauched Synonyms for libertine: freethinking, profligate, dissolute, immoral, lascivious My other novels are: Feral Confessions: Adrianna and the Alpha (Completed) The Silver Crescent Alpha Prince (nomination WSA 2021) Ileus-The Dark Prince (Silver award WSA 2022) Dark Hunger (5th Prize in werewolf contest) The cover belongs to me. It is commissioned. Cover artist: Micehellwd Editor: Astromnia

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT ART COVER NOT MINE.. Is he a blessing in guise as a ruthless monster or a disaster in the form of a man ?? --------------------------------------------------------------------- What happens when you bargain with the devil; dooms and darkness that lurks in the bottomless pits of hell . Arielle was a woman blessed with a gifted curse ; The ability to see things right before it happens!!. This outrageous ability entrusts her into an imprisoned and plagued life, a desperate plunge into a world of hatred and despair.. And just before she thought everything was finally going to be over she had another vision that shows her meeting with the love of her life the next day _ A twisted coincidence that leads her to the sinister, mysterious, devilish and frightening Hadean who obviously believed she lived in a world of delusion and trickery Will the meek, innocent and docile Ari convince the obstinate Hadean to accept her thus finding the Divine salvation he unknowingly needed or will he envelope her in his world of absolute darkness?!. Find out how the intriguing love story between these two different people turn out ... Enjoy!!! Soft_bunny ******************************************

She’s a romantic at heart, living in the most unromantic of worlds . . . Nicknamed Sweet Angel for her docile nature, Anastasia smiles on cue and has a charming response for everything. She’s the favored daughter, the perfect mafia principessa . . . or was. Now, all she can see in the mirror’s reflection is blood staining her hands like crimson paint. They say first impressions are everything . . . In the murky waters of New York’s underworld, Anastasia’s sister is arranged to marry Steve Russo. A Made Man, a boss, a cheat—even measured against mafia standards. His reputation stretches far and wide and is darker than his black suits and ties. After his and Anastasia’s first encounter ends with an accidental glare on her part, she realizes he’s just as rude as he is handsome. She doesn’t like the man or anything he stands for, though that doesn’t stop her heart from pattering like rain against glass when he’s near, nor the shiver that ghosts down her spine at the sound of his voice. And he’s always near. Telling her what to do. Making her feel hotter than any future brother-in-law should. Anastasia may be the Sweet Angel on the outside, but she’s beginning to learn she has a taste for the darkness, for rough hands, cigarettes, and whiskey-colored eyes. Having already escaped one scandal, however, she can hardly afford to be swept up in another. Besides, even if he were hers, everyone knows you don’t fall in love with a Made Man . . . right?

She was a child from a peaceful uncivilized village. When she was 11 years old, the kingdom they belonged to, burned their village to ashes, robbed their resources, raped the women, slaved the children and the elderly, and claimed the rich land as theirs. To avoid being a victim of rape, at the start of the colony, the villagers forced her to live as a boy. As the only one gifted with noble intelligence, she had ideas unique from the general. She silently practiced magic and mastered the mana manipulation to appear she didn’t have a talent in magic. Living as a slave, she faced thousands of difficulties daily for nine years. She was patient, taciturn and docile. Whatever her owner asked her to do, she did it, to live and realize her goal. On her 20th coming of age, the owner sold her to a royal brothel for 100 crystals. In an environment where the painful memories reflected the past -- her resolution to avenge her family and the rest of the villagers, surfaced.

Being submissive means being obedient. It means been meekly passive. It means been docile or slavish. Dolly isn't the submissive type. Infact, she's the domineering type but what happens when she comes across the only one who can make her submissive without trying hard? Evan is very timid and subservient. He's the type that gets scared easily. The very opposite of being dominant. How will he feel when he makes someone submit to him, not just anyone but a great leader of a gang. How does he react when he finds out he can make her submit with ease? Is it just a sexual attraction that caused the submission or more? What if it's more? Or less?

Our Female Lead is a seemingly docile woman. But only some knew her real personality - cunning and ambitious. A wrongly placed trust lead her to death. Given a second chance, what will she do? Our Male Lead is a gentle and reserved prince with no ambition or intention to fight for the throne. Or is he? Maybe hiding behind sheep's clothing is a cunning fox? When their paths cross what will happen? Will these two souls trust eachother?

“With every hour, day, and month I wait, I love you more.” Here is where the boss submits and the lady dominates. --- "A CEO hitting on a high school girl? Oh, how scandalous, Sir~” She is a sly teenager who likes to tease adults, use blackmail and ruin dates. But beneath that playful facade, she was once a naive heiress who was abused, mocked and neglected. Forced in a loveless marriage, she became even more miserable. For all her life, she tried to be perfect to gain acceptance, but in the end, nobody truly cared for her. Now that she went back in time after dying in the hands of her family, she decided to claim what was rightfully hers. "Hitting on you? Excuse me, who're you again? I don't think any girl would just ruin my date for no good reason – highschooler or not. That's unless you're actually a fan," was what her flirt of a future husband once said in this second life of hers. Though a jerk, this hot stuff has his uses other than being attractive. She needed him to get back on those who wronged her no matter how indifferent he was to her before. This time around, she will take her turn to piss people off while smiling all sweetly. With that in mind, she leaned closer to him and smiled as sweetly as she just imagined, making him drop his smug smirk and raise his brows in surprise. "I'm not your fan – I'm your future wife, you douchebag." --- Winter used to live with her adoptive older brother until her biological uncle and adoptive sister found her. She was a long-lost heiress whose deceased parents turned out to be an affluent and wealthy couple. While people would think that she was very fortunate, all this really did to her was take her freedom away. A whole new identity had been forced on her ever since. Meek and docile yet soft-hearted and hardworking – that she became. Trapped in expectations, Winter worked herself to death in order to be deserving of her position as the successor. Pressured by her family, she had to follow everything they said. Deprived of the freedom to decide, she was forced to marry someone who was older than her by seven years – and worse, a flirt of all things. Winter worked very hard but only to lose everything after her adoptive sister took the spotlight away. Everyone claimed her to be incapable of being the next head of their family business, thus making the adopted daughter the successor instead. Her uncle only used her in the end. This was what they were aiming for all along – to manipulate her and steal her inheritances before throwing her out entirely. Never did Winter expect that the first and last person who would at least pay attention to her at her worst was her husband, Marcellus. Flirtatious and playful yet detached and secretive – that he was. Devilishly handsome, head of a business empire, known for many notable attainments, and chased by beauties – Marcellus is a man of perfection. Not once did he treat Winter like a wife, though. She was nothing to him, and so was he to her. But before she met her eventual demise, he was the only person who tried to help her. Yet it was much too late. The next time they met again would be seven years back in time – where they would be a scheming duo of a bossy high school girl and a submissive conglomerate president. --- [Warning: Mature Content] (Cover Photo Not Mine: Credits to the original artist) - Follow me on Instagram (acieetin) - DM me on Discord (Aciee#1841)

“If only heaven was a little closer, she would have been an angel.” - ONE OF LU XINYI’S BELOVED. Reading the note Lu Xinyi slightly bows her head down, being shy. --------------------------------- “It's only because of people like her, I want to believe there is a hell out there.” -ONE OF LEI XINYI’S VICTIMS. Reading the note Lei Xinyi scoffs and rolls her eyes muttering a very obvious ‘Whatever’. ----------------- Twin sisters, mysteriously separated since birth, Lu Xinyi and Lei Xinyi didn’t know of each other existence until one eventful day, they land in each other’s life. Let’s find out what happens in the exchange of characters of a devil and an angel. When the fiery and mischievous, Lei Xinyi coming from a shady background, has to cope up with the fancy and formal life of the heiress of one of the most powerful families of the country and when the docile and meek, Lu Xinyi has to almost face the thrill of society as a commoner, the drama is bond to follow! Especially, when both of them were betrothed and were living loveless lives in their old worlds. Will they find love in each other’s life? Or will this fateful shift suck? Will they be able to see the blessing in disguise? The runaway bride, Lei Xinyi, and with the tame, Lu Xinyi, having devils on their tails are seeking all the thrill life can offer!! SNEAK PEAK!! ----------------------- At her reflection, Lei Xinyi raised her brow. She looked like a thoroughly satiated slut that was available to him anytime at his disposal! The thought suddenly had her stomach-churning. She bent men to her will since when did she become this desperate. And Damn! That stupid blush on her cheek! She glared at her reflection. Why the hell the blush?! She was no high school nerd making out with her crush for the first time! Lei Xinyi looked at her reflection and gave a tight slap on her left cheek. "Ow!" At once she cried out at the sting. She caressed for comfort, instantly regretting harming her beautiful blemish-free, vibrant face. No matter what, this will not happen again, she will make sure of it! And this time she will abide by this promise! She acted cordially in front of him for the sake of pretense but of course, the 'service' she was giving him was her selfish needs kicking in from time to time WHICH WILL HAVE TO SYOP!!! Taking out the makeup remover she wiped the excess makeup and reapplied it. Picking his brush from the vanity table she remade the braid on her hairs. Rearranging her dress as much as she could. Lei Xinyi gave herself a once-over and nodded in approval at her appearance. "Yes, I look like a Queen and I should act like one!" She said to herself with an encouraging smile. "Sweetheart, you look like my wet dream and you should act like one." Lei Xinyi heard the lazy sexy voice of Li Yuan leaning sluggishly on the doorframe of the bathroom, cleaned up. Instantly glaring Lei Xinyi muttered, "Shameless bastard!" Li Yuan shrugged with a sexy bedroom smirk, "What is shameless about confessing to your fiancé?" Lei Xinyi bit her lower lips and turned around to leave the room, inaudibly muttering to herself, 'Wouldn't have been shameless IF it was your fiancé…'