Devilish Ox

The circle held its breath as Damon’s challenge hung in the air, heavy with tension. His voice was light, but his words dripped with provocation. “Xavier, would you rather have the undivided attention of a mysterious person for the rest of the night… or get your dream car?” Xavier’s smirk sharpened, his eyes gleaming with something far more dangerous than amusement. “I choose the first,” he said, his gaze locking onto Kamsi. Her heart stuttered, her pulse quickening under the weight of his stare. Damon’s grin widened. “Then seduce someone here. Fifteen seconds. No touch. No explicit words. Just your charm.” The air grew thick, crackling with anticipation. The room leaned in as Xavier rose slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. His eyes never wavered from Kamsi, who could feel her resolve slipping under his relentless focus. She told herself it was just a game. But the way he moved, the way his presence engulfed her, made her wonder: What happens when a game stops being a game? When Kamsi Chibuike arrived in Washington, D.C., she craved a fresh start—a place where she could blend into the background and escape her past. But blending in was impossible once she crossed paths with Xavier Alastair, the untouchable bully who ruled Washington DC International School with a smirk that promised trouble. Their first encounter left her humiliated, furious… and unforgettable in his eyes. Xavier thrives on power, his sharp tongue and devilish charm keeping everyone at arm’s length. Yet, Kamsi’s defiance sparks something in him—something he can’t ignore. She becomes his favorite target, their clashes more intense with each encounter. But the more they push each other, the more Kamsi senses that beneath Xavier’s cruelty lies something broken, something real. What starts as a battle of wills turns into a dangerous game of attraction, where every insult masks a deeper truth and every glance threatens to ignite something uncontrollable. As Kamsi is drawn into Xavier’s chaotic world, she realizes that he isn’t just the school’s bully—he’s a storm threatening to tear through everything she thought she knew. The Bully’s Redemption is a gripping, tension-filled story of fierce enemies, forbidden desires, and the thin line between hate and passion. In a world where games can become deadly, and redemption seems impossible, Kamsi and Xavier must decide: Will they destroy each other, or will they find salvation in the chaos?

Chen Qiu had transmigrated to an Immortal World, where in this world of immortals— there were Heavenly Dao Decrees, a panel-like "Heavenly Pride Leaderboard," and numerous entries. ... Every cultivator, upon breaking through a Great Realm, could obtain an entry. Different entries combined to define the cultivator's limits and directions for development. Some cultivators relied on the entry combination of “Nine Ox Power” + “Hundred Percent Accuracy” + “Ignore Barrier” to marry into the Dragon Clan and became the greatest Beast Master in history. Others relied on the entry combination of “Nonsensical Babble” + “Deceive the Junior, Fool the Senior” + “Martyr's Command,” becoming the greatest State Preceptor in history. Meanwhile, Chen Qiu's first entry, “Rise Through the Ranks,” allowed him to choose one out of three random entries each time he broke through a small realm. From then on... Various entry fusion techniques, astonishing the human world! ... When everyone in this world had a golden finger, it all came down to whose destiny was tougher!

The new book, "The Arrogant and Cute Princess: Your Highness is so Cunning" has been published -- back then, she was innocent and naive, doing everything she could, hoping that he would notice her. Later on, in her anger and embarrassment, she snapped: "Chen Yiran, take your hands off me. Do you think I’m still that ignorant young girl?" With a devilish smile, he leaned in to seal her lips with his and whispered: "Hmm... you've long since become an innocent woman."

Dari dalam kegelapan malam, dan untuk memurnikan Bumi dari kejahatan. Perempuan berkepala lembu membunuh para Penjahat untuk menegakkan keadilan. Fanfiction dari Kyuusen No Shima karya Higashida Yuusuke.

"I got transmigrated into a novel because of a bad review?" Eren found his life turned upside down when he woke up as the character that he had just finished cursing in a negative review! Not only had he been reborn as an antagonist that he hated, but he was an Elder at a Devilish Sect? It would've been fine if that was the only problem, but that was just the beginning as he remembered that the Character was a spy sent into the Devil Sect by the Mythical Hero Academy... A character that died within the first fifty chapters?!

After centuries of ruling the underworld with terrifying power, Lilith dies in an epic battle, only to be reborn in the human world. But instead of a grand rebirth as a queen of darkness, she's reincarnated as something far more mundane—a secretary. Rather than despair, Lilith finds this new life amusing. After all, who would suspect the devil herself to be working a 9-to-5? Settling into her new reality, Lilith embraces her role, living in a luxurious apartment and working diligently in her office. Though her devilish instincts are hard to suppress, she's determined to be the perfect secretary. But when people push her too far, the devil within still comes out to play. When a creep in the office dares to look at her the wrong way, she calmly fixes her gaze on him. "You keep staring like that, and I'll show you what a broken wrist feels like." The man quickly scurries away, leaving Lilith with a satisfied smirk. Even the rich, entitled girl from accounting isn't safe from her wrath. "You think you can push me around just because you've got money? I've burned entire kingdoms for less. Don't test me." She says this with a calm smile, her eyes glinting dangerously. The day continued like that—stopping creeps in their tracks, putting rude heiresses in their place, and being the flawless secretary she intended to be. But, of course, her boss—the CEO—had his eyes on her, more curious than ever. And while the entire office might fear her or wonder about her, she remained blissfully indifferent. This was fun. And she wasn't here to impress anyone but herself. Who knew being a secretary could be so... interesting?

An abandoned street kid awakens the class of assassin and takes the world by storm with his power . When everyone was expecting him to be a serious individual to lead their world he turned out to be a chaos loving person and would most likely be found in the most chaotic area . This is a story of Lu Xiao Tian growing from a feral kid to the world's strongest assassin .

Through a unexpected incident that led her to getting married to Mr. Devil, a man feared by many, Valeria Hale gets to meet someone who was simply everything she dreamt of in a man, but why the hell did he happen to be her nominal husband's assistant?! Tag along with Valeria as she slowly finds out his true identity and also navigates the treacherous waters of the Capital City where many secrets she had never imagined laid!

History is a boy who seems ordinary and actually is In a world full of illogical supernatural phenomena He leaves his wealthy family's mansion just to look for a reason for his existence or a source of pleasure in his life that never stops repeating itself Until he mysteriously and gradually gets suspicious of a system that turns his life into hell, only to discover that every awakened person has the same as him, with a terrifying difference and diversity in all kinds of abilities. How does he deal with this life after discovering that he has a rare race Which is the devilish wolf But he knows that difference does not always mean distinction, and that even a strong sword in the hand of a fool is junk.

UPDATE: CURRENTLY ON HIATUS Elliot Hawthorne, had transmigrated into the body of a struggling apprentice mage, and now had one simple goal, summon a small, harmless spirit to pass his magic academy’s final exam. But thanks to a mistranslation in an ancient grimoire, he instead summons Azrael, the almighty Demon King. That would’ve been bad enough…. but then the spell accidentally binds them in an unbreakable marriage contract. Now, Elliot is stuck with a possessive, dangerously powerful, and ridiculously affectionate demon husband who: Carries him everywhere because "His cute little summoner’s feet shouldn’t touch the ground." Summons hellfire just to keep Elliot warm when he complains about the cold. Declares war on any kingdom that dares to call Elliot “single.” Refuses to be unsummoned."Why would I leave? My husband is here." Worse, every holy knight, exorcist, and jealous god now wants Elliot dead for "stealing" the most powerful demon in existence.. Stuck with a one-in-a-million system dungeon and a devilish Demon husband, Elliott's life is constantly on the brink of disaster... But when Elliot starts uncovering secrets about the contract, he realizes… Did I really summon him by accident? Or… was Azrael waiting for me all along? One way or another, Elliott’s unlucky life becomes worse. An impending doom threatens the existence of the human and mortal worlds. And as if that wasn’t enough, he’s also stuck with a Demon for a husband. But maybe, just maybe… being bound to a dangerously powerful Demon King isn’t the worst fate after all.

///Author note this is my first time writing a web novel so I apologize for my writing. However I will do best to improve and I would like to say I not against making small changes to the certain character if necessary. //// This is a story about how a young boy who receives information about, the future from advice called the 'Apuls '.Which helped strengthen his mind, giving him an edge over others, watch him use his future knowledge and devilish good looks to take over the world.As he take the responsibility of taking his family and friends out of the slamps and to a life of wealth and luxury. What as he conquers the film, music, gaming fashion industry and tech industry by strom with the help of his family and friends. This story is similar to novel such as I in Hollywood but, don't focus to much of movies making heavily. But, the entertainment and business world as a whole. #No harem,

Don't you hate it when your crush is secretly a serial killer... and your new work partner? Erik, a brooding detective with a dark past, thought he was just swiping on Tinder to forget about his ex. But when he gets catfished by his best friend, he matches with someone who turns out to be his new partner-James, a charming, energetic man with a disturbing secret. Can Erik resist the attraction growing between them, or will his heart betray him as they uncover deadly secrets together?

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) Enemies to lovers- check Slow burn- check A cute naughty dog- check Spice? (The author is keeping her mouth zipped) No third-party breakup or misunderstanding. But there are lots of banter and witty comebacks. (The story is planned to be around 200 chapters. No drag) Mu Yiren I never imagined I'd be faking a relationship with my biggest enemy—the untamed, ridiculously charming Feng Junjie, known throughout the city as the "golden boy" of business and a billionaire playboy with a reputation for breaking hearts. But when he dangles a life-changing offer in front of me, the kind that could secure my inheritance, I find myself agreeing to be his "girlfriend." But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? Pretending to be Junjie’s devoted partner is like walking on a razor's edge. He’s everything I can’t stand—sexy, cocky, and devilish, and yet a sweetheart by heart that leaves me flustered by his actions. I know better than to fall for a man like him; my mother’s battle with Alzheimer’s has convinced me to never fall in love. But Junjie isn't just any man. Beneath his easygoing charm is an intensity that leaves me breathless, and he knows exactly how to crack through the walls I have built around me, awakening a passion I never felt before. JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend. ******* "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." ****

After an abrupt and unexplained death, a woman awakens in a surreal wasteland that seems to teeter between Hell and a forgotten realm. Greeted by a mysterious figure with devilish horns and a dangerous charm, she learns she is neither destined for eternal peace nor damnation. Instead, she is a curiosity—an anomaly in the grand design of life and death. As the devilish stranger offers her a chance to rewrite her fate, she must navigate a realm of twisted rules, hidden truths, and her own memories. But every choice comes with a price, and the line between salvation and damnation is thinner than she imagined. In this haunting tale of mystery and morality, will she forge her path or become a pawn in a greater scheme?

In a world rebuilt after Earth's destruction, people gain mysterious powers. Among them, a boy struggles with an uncontrollable devilish power that destroys everything in his path. Fearing the harm he can cause, he keeps his distance from others. But the world is full of mysteries, and dark secrets begin to unfold. With demons lurking and the truth about his power hidden, he faces dangerous battles, all while trying to control the darkness inside him.

The Ye family’s foolish girl is reborn one day! With an omnipotent divine cauldron and a spiritual space in hand, she is no longer the good-for-nothing, abandoned girl that everyone bullies at sight! She is so invincible with both medicine and poison that even a divine doctor will be nothing beside her, Spiritual beasts beg her to make contracts… Oops, excuse her, even the Beast God calls her Boss. When her scumbag father dares to abandon his wife and daughter, she wrecks and destroys his family. When people dare to bully or humiliate her, she would return that favor a hundred times greater. Reincarnated as a human once more, she returns like a powerful sovereign. However, she never expects to be involved with the devilish and bloodthirsty him. Originally meant to be a decisive Ghost King, he ends up reincarnated into a ditsy, cute and harmless hostage prince in a neighboring rival nation…

After the judgment, the ire of God was revealed with the words: "Be cast unto eternal damnation!" And so it was that humans and jinns alike found themselves scattered across the Nine Circles of Hell, left to burn and suffer for eternity. Until after an untold number of eternities, an angelic voice called out, announcing God's decree: "One soul shall earn the chance to return to grace." Humans and jinns found a shimmering screen appear before their eyes, tallying their sins and something called 'Fragments of Divinity'. "Cleanse away your sins," said the voice. "Do what must be done!" Now, a human known as Wretched Nameless One—the only human found in the Ninth Circle—sets out on a journey to claim his spot in Heaven, tasked with fighting hellish monsters and devilish hell-dwellers competing to return to grace. Will he escape eternal torment and rise to grace or return to the everlasting cleansing fire once more?

I was never afraid of death. But I was afraid of dying butt naked. I’ve long accepted that everyone meets the same end, no matter the cause—cancer, a tragic accident, or even something absurd like slipping on a banana peel and cracking their skull open. Some choose to take their own lives, yet I wonder… in their final moments, did they whisper, I want to live? My mother did. Before she tried to take me with her. My father, consumed by guilt, went insane. A month later, he decided to follow her, holding my hand as he drove us off a cliff with a broken brake. In that instant, only one thought filled my mind: I want to live. The heavens heard me. I survived—but lived in hell. After years of struggling, I finally bought a house, determined to start over. I wanted to kiss many women, make myself rich, and retire like a lazy bum. A perfect life. I almost had it. Until the water stopped running in the shower. When I checked the sink, my reflection didn’t follow my movements. It just… stared. Then, its head twisted at an unnatural angle, a devilish grin splitting its face. A chill crawled down my spine. Black, viscous liquid seeped from the walls, flooding the floor. It wasn’t water. It was thick. Heavy. Suffocating. And then, my reflection stepped out of the mirror. Its cold hands closed around my throat, its grip unrelenting. I gasped, clawing at it, but the dark liquid filled my lungs, drowning me. My body convulsed as the thing laughed—a sound that echoed through the abyss consuming me. As darkness swallowed me whole, one final thought crossed my mind: I want to live. A voice answered. "Wake up, Abyss." And when I opened my eyes, I was no longer me. I was Dravino Alderidge, son of the war hero. A character in a novel I had read before my death.

[Do only what needs to be done-] 'I'll cleanse the filth from this world' [See no evil, speak no evil. Deliver the message.] "You're a Messenger huh? first time seeing one that looks human, right, I forgot, you can't speak" slightly mocked the woman as she contained herself to resume professionalism. "My message is-" [Failure to do so, you will be terminated] "It's nothing personal, I'm just the Messenger." Axel said coldly.

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

Staring at the gun pointed at her head, Hannah felt as if she were watching all of her childhood memories. Cold sweat kept dripping down from the smooth skin of her back, making her quiver slightly. "Don't!" she yelled, tears pooling at the corner of her eyes due to being startled almost out of her wits. "S-spare me! Please spare my life!" she begged. Her beautiful eyes, which are struggling so hard as to not let a single tear of hers drop, are looking straight into Ivan's dark ones, looking as if she were pleading for her life. Looking back at her tearful eyes, a mischievous grin appeared on Ivan's lips. His handsome face has a devilish look to it, looking both extremely evil and elegant at the same time. "Why should I? Give me a good reason, and I might be willing to let you live," he asked without moving his gun away from her head. Hearing his words, Hannah's will to survive made her lie within a second. "I-I like you!" she stuttered. Hearing Hannah confess her feelings for him, the small smirk on Ivan's face slowly faded bit by bit. Ivan has indeed told her to think of a good reason for him not to kill her, but not once has he thought that the fair maiden in front of him would suddenly say those words. Withdrawing the gun that was pointed at the girl's head, Ivan placed it on the back part of his waist before he grabbed Hannah's soft cheek with his calloused hands. "You like me?" he asked, gaining a multitude of nods from the girl who was currently looking at the space behind him, avoiding his dark eyes. Unbeknownst to Hannah, a smirk much less mischievous compared to his earlier ones has once again appeared on Ivan's face, and with a wicked glint in his eyes, Ivan spoke. "Prove it" _______________________________________________________________________________________ One day, while she was on a blind date with the son of her brother's business partner, Hannah, the eldest young lady of the Salvador family got kidnapped without anyone knowing. She was brought to the mansion hidden deep within the dense forest on the top of a mountain, and there she met Ivan. The man who looks so simple yet dangerous at the same time releases deadly vibes in him. In her desperation to live, she uttered words that she didn't mean to say. She didn't think twice about saying such words in order to live, but who would have thought that Ivan, the man who smiles like a child while pointing a gun at her head, would take it seriously.

...his hands slipped around my waist slowly as he pinned me to the wall...our faces.. only inches away from each other... his lips slowly collides with mine and ...it wasn't our usual kiss...it was hot and heated... I didn't even realize when a moan escaped my lips... "Tell me when to stop" he whispered in his husky devilish voice... Was he crazy? I never want him to stop... never!! he gently carried me up allowing my legs wrap around his slowly....he carried me up all the way to our room. I knew it was going to happen...I know it....

"A test? what the hell does that even mean anyway?" Spoke a young man as he read articles online about it. Scrolling through his phone trying to make sense of it all. "I'm telling you, it's aliens" Spoke his female friend as she gestured like she was in fact an alien. "I highly doubt it's that" he scoffed. As she frowned. "You always do that-" [error] "Do what?" [Calculation unsuccessful, eliminate] "You doubt yourself" [Eliminated] 'What!?' ------ 'I don't want to accept this is reality yet.' "Zion Linux, can you assure absolute victory?" "I can sir, I will not fail."

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Madeline knew he was the alpha of the werewolves, but… __ In Alaric, soulmates are bonded by a red string. Some people chose to go against their preordained fates, some chose to embrace it. However, when Madeline discovers she’s bonded to no, not a human, but the alpha of the pack she happened to stumble upon… Does she unintentionally fall for the devilish Alpha Xavier or does she decide her own path? __ EXCERPT: "Step forward," he ordered, his steely gaze landing on her. Madeline swallowed as a chill went down her spine. "You don't belong here," he snarled, making Madeline want to run despite her intuition which told her not to. Making a face, he narrowed his eyes and spat, "You're a human." Wide-eyed, Madeline stared back at him, her eyes meeting him before she felt something tighten around her pinky. Her heart tightened and began pounding faster than it did before. It flickered, but it was clear what it was. Everyone stared between them, back and forth in confusion. Whatever it was, it could only be seen by Madeline and Xavier. 'With a stranger? Are you kidding me?' He growled. Her heart raced, she was thinking the same thing. __ This book's cover is made by @vatarison.art (check him out on IG)!

------------------ After witnessing the cruel reality of the world at a very young age, she matured early. However, despite giving her everything, she couldn't save her family from myriads of schemes. She got used to the darkness so much to the point of subconsciously running away from light. Having been forced to wear his name since her 18th birthday, she was angered at the mere thought of him. yet knowing that it was his territory, she willingly walked in. And she knew he was waiting. ------------------- "I remember telling you, little fox," he murmured, his voice a barely whisper as he reached out, tracing the line of her jaw before trailing down to her collarbone. His jade-like fingers burned against her skin. "If you came back, your chances of escape would be zero to none." "Oh, and what makes you think you can control my life?" her eyes had the very same indifference she carried when she entered the room. His lips curled into an amused smirk, a devilish glint flashing in his gaze as he took her wrist, revealing the elegant bracelet adorning it—a silent claim she had knowingly carried all these years. "Well," he drawled, eyes locking onto hers with a suffocating intensity, "you already bear my mark with you no matter wherever you go. So from your mind to your heart, from your body to your soul—everything belongs to me, my dear baby girl." ----------------- Her fingers tightened around the trigger of the gun pointing at his chest. “Stay right there,” she warned, her voice steady despite the storm in her heart. But he stepped closer, deliberately, until the space between them disappeared. His hand reached out, fingers ghosting over her wrist, his touch light yet possessive. "Are you flirting with me, little fox?" His voice was a deep whisper near her ear, laced with dark amusement. ------------------

Philos can never sleep, the memories of his life as a slave to the angels of the Morning Star Kingdom haunting his dreams. Ever since he returned, he can't seem to forget the horrors he endured... We begin with Astrid, a girl hated viciously by the City of Apocrypha for her unusually devilish eyes. The hatred is utterly pervasive, leaving her to cling to any means to survive. But today is different. The glares and insults have changed to murmurs of the miraculous return of a young man to the city after his long absence. Apathetic, Astrid is unaware of the gravity that the colliding of their paths will bear...

A young man finds himself warped into a cruel and dark world, hunted by beasts and hellish nightmares he struggles to find his way back. This story is the sequel to an yet unwritten story about how greed and corruption spread a true corrupting disease across a land. Devilish magic has taken over leaving the land scarred and shadowed in night. Follow the journey of one man’s reality as he uncovers the cost of greed, and what he is becoming. -authors note: Hi! This book may take a while to complete, and it does have a planned prequel and a planned sequel. I hope you enjoy the story as it unfolds!

When Kim Seojin opened his eyes, he found himself three hundred years in the future. In the last three hundred years, humanity went through a lot of changes. Science had developed, cities became more modern, and space travel became a reality. But all of that came at a cost. The world had become a plaything of gods. Every year, humans were selected to represent their race in a devilish game, all for the entertainment of the gods. Kim Seojin was one of the thousand people selected in a timeline where he didn't belong. There was one more person. A Regressor burdened with the memories of countless failed timelines and the knowledge of the destruction to come, was also a part of the game…