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No Longer Afraid Christina C Jones

The Demon King's Substitute Bride c

***** "And the kiss last night?" he asked, stepping closer until she could feel the warmth of him so near. Katrina clutched the roses, heart pounding, feeling the butterflies rising in her. His eyes held her, intense and filled with an emotion she couldn't name. "I don't regret it," he murmured. "I meant every bit of it, and I'd love to—" Katrina didn't let him finish. She pulled him close and pressed her lips to his, unable to resist any longer.  He responded immediately, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her close.  His kiss was slow and deep, full of a passion that set her on fire. ****** King Karl of Xylonia, known as the masked king, is feared by all. Cursed at birth to die at 25, he hides half his face behind a mask, leaving everyone wondering what lies beneath. Ruthless and cold-hearted, he never expected to fall in love—until Katrina enters his life. Katrina, a slave-princess, is treated like a servant in her own home because she was born outside of marriage. When her father can't repay his debt to King Karl, he offers his eldest daughter in placed of his youngest daughter, claiming she has a magical touch that heals with a simple massage. Intrigued, the king agrees. But Katrina was never the chosen one, and the healing power is a lie. As the king starts to fall for her, Katrina is trapped in a web of deceit. How long can she keep her secret before the vengeful king uncovers the truth? And when he does, will their love survive—or will the mask of the king hide a fury that could destroy them both? Contain 18+ scenes detailed explicit content. Hot Romance, Dark secrets. #Not your regular Dark-Romance novel#
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Deviant: No Longer Human

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. And the world will soon know what that truly means. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**
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Plan C

"Cheers!" Four glass cups clinked gently together. Inside the rather cramped room, three men and a woman sat cross - legged around a low table. The four, holding their cups, had fiery eyes. Peanut shells and bread crumbs were scattered on the table. "You're something, really something. What on earth have you done? You actually made that big - shot so surprised that his jaw nearly dropped." The woman leaned closer, her eyes full of allure. "Hmm, should I tell?" The man lifted his cup to his lips, deliberately playing hard - to - get. "If you don't tell, you're not a brother then." Another man raised his eyebrows. "It's not that I don't want to tell, but if I do, I'm in big trouble." The man continued to create mystery, focusing on sipping his wine. "Why?" The man sitting next to him asked in confusion. "Because..." The man leaned in ambiguously. "He promised me that if I gave him the name of the inventor, he would give me all his property. But, I have to keep it a secret." "Hey, you're not going to sell out for just a bit of money..." Another man said. "Get out while you can. That's my principle." The man said in a low voice, and on purpose, he blew hot air onto the neck of the man beside him, making him laugh softly. "Besides, with this money, Xiaomo and I can live comfortably for a lifetime, right?" The man playfully picked up the pull - ring of the beer can. "Marry me? I'll give you a mansion, plus a yacht, and two unlimited - credit platinum cards. Take you to Europe in summer and to Tahiti in winter. We don't have to work 365 days a year. Just lie..." "Pah, pah, pah. What nonsense you're talking." The man quickly covered the other's mouth. "Someone's listening." "Oh, we were just about to go for a walk. Make yourself at home, feel free." The woman waved her hand and stood up unsteadily. "Take care. I'll pay off the rent I owe you in one lump sum tomorrow." The man didn't turn his head. Instead, with a ferocious expression, he pressed himself on another man, making him struggle and laugh loudly. "You're so heavy. Get off me quickly!" "Oh? I have to calculate this carefully. For two people? Charge you 10,000 per person per month. By now, you exactly owe 2.4 million. In these unstable times, only cash or checks are accepted." The woman hiccuped. "Don't worry. No problem." The man turned his head and laughed at them. "I won't renege. Are you still afraid that..." However, halfway through his words, as a shadow fell, the man's face suddenly turned deathly pale. Not only him, the other three people looked in the direction he was staring at. Several men had entered the door and were standing in the entrance hall. "Which one is Tony Zhang? We need you to come with us." In the hands of the five men were shiny black firearms.
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