Firmer Chisel

She's back, reborn and ruthless, with a score to settle. Kimberly Harrison, a striking woman with captivating facial features, had always struggled with her physical appearance. Her curvy figure and extra pounds made her self-conscious, but her intellect and wit more than made up for it. Inheriting her father's vast fortune after his untimely passing, Kimberly was titled the new CEO of his company. However, her brothers abandoned her upon learning of the will's contents. Kimberly found love with her boyfriend, and her best friend, and as she gets ready to marry him after pronouncing him her fiance, He betrays her, and Kimberly finds out that he had been cheating on her with her best friend, and they plotted against her with the help of her brother Alexander. After attempting to murder her, Kimberly miraculously survived, reborn with a mind to exact revenge. Her new alliance with Jason von Charles, a ruthless and enigmatic CEO, forged a powerful partnership. Jason's piercing gaze, chiseled features, and imposing stature commanded respect. Beneath his icy exterior, Jason concealed a genius-level intellect and a talent for strategy. His reputation was intimidated, and his territorial nature protected those within his circle. Their contract marriage bound them together, fueling Kimberly's quest for vengeance. With Jason's resources and guidance, she transformed into a new person. No longer the vulnerable woman she once was, Kimberly emerged fearless, turned by a singular focus to bring destruction on those who wronged her. As Kimberly faces her past, she must choose between revenge and love. Will she destroy those who wronged her, or will her newfound power consume her?

[So tell me, what do you want? Beauty System, who will make you one of the world's most drop-dead gorgeous women at the end...or Scholar System, who will make you one of the world's smartest people.] "I choose Scholar System!" Before Layla Ainsworth can answer, an excited voice interrupts the system. Layla Ainsworth glanced at her sister Greta Ainsworth with a deep look in her eyes. Her sister changed her choice this time around. But the question was...can it change her fate? .............................................. Layla Ainsworth and Greta Ainsworth were daughters of the poor Ainsworth Family.  At the age of 15, however, both of them mysteriously heard a mechanical voice in their mind. [Congratulations Miss Ainsworth, you have received a chance to change your fate. Our package has a Beauty System and a Scholar System. Which one would you like? ] "I will choose Beauty System!" Greta Ainsworth shouted before turning to her sister with a coy look, "Sister you won't mind, right?" Layla being the eldest sister, nodded and sacrificed her happiness for her younger sister. But when her own sister smeared her name, kicked her out of the house, and tried to ruin her reputation, Layla stopped being generous. She worked hard, completed her graduation by doing a part-time job, and with the help of the Scholar System, built her own company. Her hard work paid off. Her company ranked 1st domestically and ranked 3rd internationally. Her success story was used as a motivation by many.  Greta Ainsworth on the other hand failed miserably. Driven by desperation and jealousy, she killed herself and Layla. Who would have thought the wheels of fate would turn and they both would be back to the day they were given a choice? This time Greta didn't hesitate to choose Scholar System while casting a vicious glance at Layla. "Sister you won't mind, right?" She repeated the same dialogue. Layla smirked and answered, "Sure." With the knowledge of her previous life and the Beauty system in this life, she will prove to Greta that she wasn't successful because of her system, but the efforts she made. Along the way, she decided to find her gentle boyfriend who had a difficult life in the early stages. This time she will ensure, he doesn't have to suffer. She also vowed to save all those whom she lost in her last life. After all, wealth wasn't alluring, if there was no one to spend it with. ............................... "Why are you so hellbent on saving me? I am just some rat from the hellhole unlike you, the rising star of the entertainment industry while owning a company!" A certain handsome tanned man with a chiseled jaw and passionate eyes stared straight into Layla's eyes. "Because I like you," Layla muttered, her hands slowly caressing the cheeks of the man who not only lost his sight but also his life to protect her. "Do you wanna kiss me?" She tempted. "You..." "Yes or no?" Layla blinked her eyes innocently, while her system cursed her in a childish voice. [Host you are truly devious.] The certain handsome man blushed, yet his actions were much more honest and he leaned toward Layla's lips.

Helel painfully watched as the girl he cared for got hanged in front of the whole town. After he returned back to the palace, he made up his mind to deal with queen Helena and her minions. he had found love in the brown haired girl who had come along with the royal tailor, the king wanted to host a great ball for all creatures and all the royals needed new outfits for the ceremony. Helel was not interested in any of these but had to do what his father wanted, he only came back to make the lives of some people a living hell before sending them to hell one after the other. he came out of the bathroom and found a brownie not too curvey lady staring at carvings on his walls, he stood there admiring her features and hiding his highly intimidating presence and she still looked in owe, her jaws dropped when her eyes landed on a half naked prince. He had a white towel around his waist and his hair dripping wet on his shoulder driving down his chiseled chest and her eyes wondered even more, his well packaged body was undeniably lovely, his fine pacs and the v shape it gave from his sides that hid inside the towel. he cleared his throat before her brown eyes landed on his beautiful face, her lips parted again as if she was trying to make a drawing of this beautiful scene in her head, the smile on his face turned into a frown and he cleared his throat again, staring at her hard. she bowed her head and took few steps backwards with her face turning pink out of embarrassment, she sucked in her lower lip trying her best to not make it shiver. " what do you want?" his deep voice broke the silence and her eyes shakily moved to meet his dark red orbs that flickered with something she couldn't pinpoint. she froze when he started moving, he was so close that their bodies met, his face coming into view and she held her breath. his cold gaze landed on her and he could see right through her, he stretched his hand and for a moment she thought the vampire prince was going to kill her. he opened the wardrobe behind to pull out white shirt and black pants before pulling away from her to wear the shirt, "did your tongue get pulled out of your mouth, speak! I don't have all day" he said in an irritated tone and Constance swallowed, taking in a deep breath she mastered to talk still with her head down not meeting that strange beauty of a man. "my prince, the king sent me to get your measurements...... am sorry for my imprudence, I didn't know-" her words cut short because Helel was done with it, " do what you are here to do and leave!" he said so cold that Constance shivered, she was no human so why was she so weak in front of the prince?

Consumed by vengeance, Mitchelle becomes the Quinn’s CEO's secretary, determined to destroy those who ruined her family. Her father was killed and his company was stolen, her mother driven mad, and her family left penniless. The culprit? The very man she's now working for. But fate throws a curveball when Mitchelle discovers her knight in shining armour, Mason, is none other than the CEO. Her crush since that fateful night, Mason makes her heart skip beats. Yet, she refuses to let emotions cloud her judgement. With her eyes fixed on revenge, Mitchelle must navigate her own feelings. Can her quest for justice withstand the temptation of love? Or will Mason's charm crumble her resolve? Can revenge take over a crush that might turn out to be love,while being close to him?! * Taking in his chiseled features and appearance,mitchelle’s eyes roved over mason,the man who saved her on a desolate night—her savior. Her heart skipped a bit only just staring at him, a foreign feeling blubbering at the pit of her stomach, she’d never experienced such a feeling before. In her twenty three years and no man had made her heart skip but…until him. Only the thought of him made it flutter and ready to fly away. Why the hell was it him? Why?she thought. Mitchelle steeled herself, shaking off every Ill thought of love. Revenge comes first, love was a weakness she can’t afford, not now or ever. join our discord server and let’s talk more: https://discord.gg/82WxJk2me9

In the vast and breathtaking empire of Robelian, a land renowned for its wealth, beauty, and prosperity, none are more feared than its ruler, Ludwig De Robelian. Known for his relentless ambition and ruthless approach to warfare, Ludwig strikes terror into the hearts of all who oppose him. Once a fair and strategic leader, he has become a conqueror of kingdoms, one who will not hesitate to destroy any who dare to stand in his path. His enemies whisper tales of his cruelty, of villages burned to ash and royal families brought to their knees, all to satisfy his insatiable hunger for power. Even his allies tread carefully, aware that his allegiance is as sharp and unforgiving as the blade he wields. They say that when Ludwig rides to battle, a shroud of darkness falls over the land, as though the very air quakes in fear of his wrath. The woman screamed, clutching the bed sheets as another wave of pain swept over her. Her face glistened with sweat, and her breaths came in desperate gasps. Outside the small house, a cloaked figure approached, hood shadowing his face. He paused at the door, listening to the cries within, then slowly raised his hand to knock. Inside, an elderly midwife, worn by years of hardship, rushed between the woman in labor and a boiling pot of water. Her voice was gentle yet firm. "Hold on, my dear, it won’t be long now. Just one more push." The woman bit her lip, focusing her strength on the final surge. Her child’s first cry filled the air, mingling with her relieved sigh. The midwife wrapped the newborn in a coarse but warm blanket and held the child close. She whispered, "A fine, strong baby. I wonder what fate awaits you." Just then, the door creaked open, and the cloaked man stepped in. His voice was cold yet commanding. "Is it done?" The midwife turned, her face paling. She bowed slightly, clutching the baby protectively. "Yes, my lord. The child is born." The man pulled back his hood, revealing the chiseled features of a soldier scarred from battle. His eyes glinted with ambition. "So, Ludwig de Robelian has an heir." Elizabeth was shocked , when she hears those words, the man that she love the most Just said those sharp words that broke her the most ... Will Elizabeth find a way to find her happiness or she will continue to endure the cold treatment and the abusive husband that she love for five years

In the bustling city of korea, 18 -year-old Mei, a shy and introverted high school student, lived a mundane life. Her world revolved around books and solitude, until she met him. Kaito, a 20-year-old enigmatic entrepreneur, with chiseled features and piercing eyes, was rumored to be ruthless in business and charming in the social scene. His true nature, however, was shrouded in mystery. Their paths crossed at a trendy cafe, where Mei accidentally spilled coffee on Kaito's expensive suit. Apologetic, she offered to buy him a new drink. Kaito, intrigued by her timid nature, accepted. As they sipped their coffee, Kaito's intensity drew Mei in, despite sensing danger. He, too, was captivated by her vulnerability and kindness. Their whirlwind romance began, with Kaito showering Mei with lavish gifts and attention. But beneath the surface, Mei detected hints of Kaito's psychopathic tendencies – his obsessive control, lack of empathy, and calculating gaze. Torn between fear and fascination, Mei couldn't resist Kaito's pull. He, in turn, found himself enthralled by her innocence and compassion. As their relationship deepened, Mei confronted Kaito about his darkness. He revealed glimpses of his troubled past, and Mei saw the pain driving his actions. Mei's love became Kaito's anchor to humanity, but his demons threatened to destroy their love. In this twisted dance, Mei must decide: embrace the danger or risk losing herself forever.

Yu Jung-ak, the wrestling prodigy of middle school, Emerges from four grueling years of mountain training with his father, His body honed to perfection, an ultimate fighting machine! But wait—what's this shocking news? "Wrestling struck from the Olympic roster?" As Yu Jung-ak's raw talent and chiseled physique ignite, The combat world trembles, anticipating the rise of a new fighting deity!

“If He Can Cheat, Two Can Play That Game” Camelia knew nothing but revenge when she was reborn. A young girl madly in love with her knight, Michael. Many would shun their relationship but Camelia was lucky to have kind parents. The marques not only accepted their love but also made the orphan boy Earl in his territory. Everything was like a dream until it broke. With blood dripping from the dagger, Michael sauntered towards Camelia and slit her throat. His lover, Katherine, laughing and enjoying the scene. “I vow to take revenge for the death of my family. Even if I have to haunt you as a ghost, I am ready to wander for eternity. I will come... To take revenge.” Her eyes closed with burning desire. But when she opened them again, she was back to their honeymoon. Now.. will she slit his throat that instant or... Burn him with her slow revenge? Excerpt: The cold eyes of man crawled over her skin like a reptile coiling her into its tight grip, but she stared back firmly, “So, you are telling me you will return the land to my family if I help you in ruining your husband. The one you had a love marriage with?” a hint of mockery in his perfectly chiseled face when she grimaced. “I will give you my land, Damien. I am sure you can not use the word return here. But yes, as long as you will help me in taking my revenge. I will give you everything I have." So what if he was a devil, she was ready to sell her soul for revenge. “Hmm, you said everything.” His lips twisted into a nefarious smile. “Eek!” Ethan, his aid covered his lips as he could already imagine a dagger in the hands of his master. ‘How could you smile like that when you were planning to kill this woman before she knocked on the door.’

In a world where strength reigns supreme, **Zane Stormwood**, an 18-year-old with unrivaled supernatural powers, is the embodiment of fear and control at the Blackthorn Academy. His icy demeanor and piercing gaze send shivers through students and teachers alike, earning him a reputation as untouchable. Zane thrives in isolation, mastering his powers and ruling the academy with an iron fist, never letting anyone get close enough to challenge him—or understand him. **Lily Rivers**, a 16-year-old human with no supernatural abilities, is invisible in a place where power defines your worth. Mocked and disregarded by her family and classmates, Lily may be powerless, but she has a fierce will and an unyielding sense of justice. When she stands up to Zane in front of the entire school, their worlds collide in a way neither expected. Zane is drawn to her defiance; Lily becomes the one person who doesn’t fear him, but instead challenges him in ways that unsettle his carefully controlled world. As their clashes escalate, so does the undeniable chemistry between them, leading to a tension-filled connection neither can ignore. ~~~ In the darkened hallways of Blackthorn Academy, the air between Zane and Lily was thick with unspoken words and charged tension. They stood facing each other, the moonlight casting shadows on Zane’s chiseled features. His cold blue eyes narrowed as he stepped closer, towering over her. “You really think you can just defy me, human?” Zane's voice was a low growl, dangerously calm. Lily’s heart raced, but she refused to back down. “I don’t care who you are, Zane. Power doesn’t give you the right to treat people like they’re beneath you.” Zane’s lips curved into a smirk, one that didn’t reach his eyes. “You’re not afraid of me, are you?” “Maybe I should be,” she whispered, her voice shaky but steady enough. “But I’m not.” Something flickered in Zane’s gaze—surprise, curiosity, maybe even admiration. For the first time in a long while, someone wasn’t running from him. Someone was standing up to him, and that intrigued him more than he cared to admit. Lily took a step closer, their proximity igniting an electric current between them. “You may be powerful, but that doesn’t make you invincible.” For a moment, Zane hesitated, the wall around his heart cracking just a little. And for the first time, he didn’t have a response. ---

In the opulent kingdom of Valtoria Prince Khyron appears to be the perfect royal bachelor – charming, handsome, and chivalrous. However, beneath his captivating facade lies a monstrous secret: Khyron is a ruthless predator, preying on beautiful maidens who fall for his charms. When Zorvina, a stunning and kind-hearted noblewoman, arrives at the palace, Khyron is immediately drawn to her innocence and beauty. As their whirlwind romance blossoms, Zorvina begins to uncover the dark truth behind Khyron's mesmerizing gaze and chiseled smile. Torn between her love for the prince and the horror of his true nature, Zorvina must navigate the treacherous world of court politics and ancient curses. As Khyron's hunger grows stronger, Zorvina faces an impossible decision: flee from the beast or stay and risk becoming his next victim. Will Zorvina's love be the key to taming Khyron's inner monster, or will she succumb to his deadly allure? In this twisted tale of beauty and beast, the lines between love and terror blur, and the stakes are fatal.

This is the story of Princess Ingrid of Ásjáheimr and Grand Commander Caym Fairburne of Sylvania Empire. ×××××××× [ R18: Mature content. ] The tradition of royal captivity started during the rule of the Second Emperor Ludwig in the Sylvania Empire, where descendants from various kingdoms were brought as 'symbols of peace'. The royal captives lived in an isolated palace provided with material luxury but devoid of freedom and future, like beautiful birds in locked in a jeweled cage. Ingrid is the First Princess of Ásjáheimr and the last royal captive of the Sylvania Empire. Having endured childhood abuse without receiving any help to heal her traumas, Ingrid has succumbed to depression. She lacks the desire to explore beyond her known life, cherishing her fragile peace as a royal captive over the thought of freedom. But how long can she stay this way? When Ingrid met Caym Fairburne, the Grand Commander of the Imperial Army of Sylvania, her little world have started to change. As they navigate the dangerous landscape of rebellion, war, power struggles, and mysterious divine interventions, Ingrid finds herself captivated by the Grand Commander who stands as strong as a fortress yet as warm as the sun. "I am a royal captive," Ingrid whispered, lowering her gaze. "You've already mentioned that, Your Highness," Caym remarked. Ingrid lifted her head once more. "Tell me, what is it that you're doing now?" she asked. "You are the Grand Commander. You shouldn't be entangling yourself with me, let alone be having this conversation with me." Caym tilted his head. "I suppose that's true. But as I said, I also don't know what I'm doing right now," he admitted. Ingrid observed Caym's dark hair, its strands capturing the ethereal glow of the moonlight. His amber eyes, with an intensity that mirrored the flames, held a gaze that seemed to penetrate the shadows. A chiseled jawline framed his face, adding a rugged yet commanding quality. His brows arched above those penetrating eyes, creating an expression that Ingrid could not read. "Grand Commander, you've suddenly become quite handsome in my eyes," Ingrid remarked. "Don't you realize how precarious this is?" Caym remained silent for a few moments. "I believe I understand the peril in that," he finally said, his deep amber gaze locked on Ingrid. War looms on the horizon, love blooms amidst chaos, and political intrigue threatens to tear them apart. Their fates entwined, Caym and Ingrid must navigate treacherous waters, their encounter shaping the destiny of nations. ××××××××××× Extra tags: #dotingML #brokenFL #psychological #detailedworldbuilding #severalkingdoms #schemes #powerstruggles #divinebeings #complexplot #weaktostrong #mature

Gabrielle Lockwood's aspiration for a quiet life with her test tubes and vials takes a turn for the worse when she becomes the target of a group of werewolves due to her research. So, when the handsome Sebastian offers to protect her, Gabby finds it hard to turn him down. However, Sebastian is more than his chiseled form; he is part of an Elite Group of Lycans that will do everything to protect the secrets of Aetheria. Sebastian Devereux is determined to prove to his father that he can lead the Night Riders, a group of Lycans whose existence is considered a legend. So when his father asks him to seduce a mere human, Sebastian agrees without hesitation. Except the woman comes in the form of a small, sarcastic scientist who likes to question everything. A small package of a human being who seems more interested in dissecting him than falling for his charms! What starts as a straightforward assignment becomes a complex dance as Gabrielle's inquisitive nature delves into Sebastian's world. It's all fun and games until a predator starts hunting Gabrielle. Now Sebastian must make a choice: continue his mission and become the leader of Night Riders or protect her with all his heart and soul. ....... Excerpt "I can hear your heartbeat, Gabby," he uttered, his voice deep and husky. Gabby immediately frowned, unimpressed. "What are you insinuating, Mr. Devereux?" she steadied her voice, trying her best not to show the desire that sent shivers down her spine. The thought of him pinning her against the wall almost made her spiral, but she knew this would not end well—for both of them. Instead of giving her an answer, he took a step towards her. "I knew you wanted me, just as I wanted you," he said. Gabby pursed her lips as she tried to take in the small distance between them. She lifted her gaze and stared at his silver-gray eyes. "You must be losing your mind, Mr. Devereux. Being confident is one thing; being arrogant is laughable. Not everyone wearing a skirt likes to spend time in your bed." Some of them wanted to see how fast his wounds heals, she thought as she convinced herself that she was here to study... him. He chuckled, amusement flashing in his eyes. "One, you are not wearing a skirt. Two, I do not want you to spend time in my bed." His gaze darkened as he took another step towards her. "I want you here, right now, in the middle of my office—on my table, on that plush couch, the shower, and against the wall. The bed is for resting, Gabby and trust me, I want to do a lot of things with you, and not one of them involves resting in my bed."

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

*** MATURE CONTENT*** ... ... "Are you shy?" he asked, his shirt open, revealing his chiseled physique as he extinguished his cigarette. "Come to Papa," he urged again. Zephyra, now emboldened, approached him slowly, leaning in close. Using Her finger traced the contours of his chest slowly romantically. "Ahh!" a low moan escaped his lips. Then she drew closer, meeting his silver gaze. "Tell me what you want," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. She pressed her lips to his, trailing kisses down to his neck. " You !" He said as His moans filled the air as she moved lower, trailing hungry kisses across his chest. Kneeling before him, she boldly reached for the bulge beneath his trousers, her hand teasingly rubbing the growing arousal. "I noticed you watching while dancing," Zephyra said seductively, her lips brushing against his. "Yeah, I do; you look hot, and I want you," he confessed, his voice filled with desire as he struggled to contain his temptations. He rolled her onto the couch, reaching to remove his shirt. ___ Zephyra, a resilient single mother, navigates life's trials following genetic diseases and personal adversities. Despite her challenges, she hesitates to lean on her devoted friend Anastasia and the compassionate gay doctor Lucius, unwilling to burden them further. Her world shifts dramatically when she encounters a domineering CEO billionaire who perceives her as a fortune hunter, subjecting her to mistreatment. As she delves deeper into his world, she unveils his sinister nature, ushering in a new phase of her life fraught with danger and uncertainty, impacting not only herself but also her daughter.

Kara I hate my life. Forced into a marriage by my monster of a father to a sadistic psychopath. I've given up hope of a life beyond suffering. Then walks in my childhood crush, with his chiseled jaw and dark eyes. Desires I've never known awaken inside me and my world turns upside down Liam The moment I saw her I knew I must have her. But all that comes crushing down when I find out she belongs to another man. Burdened by an intense chemistry pulling us together. I try to fight my attraction to her. Secrets unfold that have me questioning why we crossed paths again after so long.

As I walked out from the bathroom, I felt someone collide with my shoulder. I quickly turned, ready to apologize, when my eyes locked onto the most stunning man I had ever seen. He was tall, with chiseled features and a captivating style. His eyes were a piercing grey, and his hair was a shock of dark brown waves. I felt my cheeks flush as he looked down at me, his lips curling into a smirk. I swallowed, trying to find my voice, but all I could manage was a breathless 'oh'. *** Amelia's perfect life comes crashing down when her boyfriend dumps her. Alone and heartbroken, she turns to her best friend Cara for support, only to find that Cara's not the friend she thought she was. With a mix of spiked drink, clubbing… the outcome isn’t so good. When Amelia wakes up the next morning, she's terrified to discover that she's had a one-night stand with a stranger. But the real terror begins when she realizes she's pregnant, and the stranger is nowhere to be found.

Excerpt~~ "Do you know how long— I have wanted to do this?" When he spoke up, his voice was husky, a mixture of desire and sincerity. Matching with the look in his eyes. Sending this strong vibration across her body. "From the very time I saw you, walking down that aisle, dressed to kill. And all I could picture at that moment was how to get my hands on you." A smile lit up her face as her heart made a joyful leap at his words. She felt that fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach. Hot blood ran down her spine, as she lifted a hand to stroke his cheek to be certain he was real and not some hologram before leaning forward to trail a simple and soft kiss on his hard- chiseled chin. This is where she wanted to be, in his arms. Safe and secured. "Now that I think about it, I caught you staring at me that I almost lost a foot—- you literally were drooling on me." He laughed. His laughter was so rich, it sent her heart racing again. Out of the ladies I have acted alongside with, I have to admit— I'm not saying this to make you feel elated or to sound cheesy but it was what I felt at that moment. I felt that connection I had never felt before in all the female actors I have acted with. Truth be told, you are the best……" Synopsis~~ Jane Anderson was a rising star who was making waves with her acting talent, but at some point had to give up some big roles because of her boyfriend and it had always been her dream to act alongside a top actor, Toro Wilson. She finally landed herself a big gig to star as the female lead in a historical magical drama, alongside Toro Wilson. It was a dream come true. To celebrate the day, she ended up in a bar with her half sister who is also a rising actress and her friend. They partied the whole night and the next morning, Jane found herself unclad in the bar upper room and it dawned on her, she had a one night stand with an unknown guy but while hurrying out of the room, unknown to her, a camera was secretly taking shots of her. Soon, she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her with someone she never expected. Amidst the heartache, she was accused of a crime she didn't do which made her give up acting. Situationship brought her close to the top actor, Toro Wilson, who for some reason had a trauma of laying his hands on women (touching women) Now the two grew closer and worked together. Jane has to beat all odds to rise to fame again while Toro helps her in every way possible. Note: The story might contain some mature and gore contents so reader's discretion is advised.

The sexy one night stand I had last night is now my billionaire boss. He’s older and his chiseled body made for a night to remember. As a boss it’s a different story. A workaholic to the bone, he’s also a complete bosshole at work. One day he approaches me with a personal request. He needs me to be his fake girlfriend to get his mom off his case about settling down. I take the offer to help him out as his trusted employee. The problem is we can’t keep our hands off each other when we’re alone. His insatiable appetite for my body sends me over the edge. He’s sweet and warm when we’re pretending but cold and distant when we’re not. He doesn’t realize yet that I’m falling for him for real. I must find out if he will succumb to true love and claim me as his forever.

Looking back, Paige made two mistakes that night. She was moving Nathaniel’s arm out of her way so she could leave his office when he surprised her and moved it himself. Her arm was already outstretched and had her full strength behind it, so she stumbled and grabbed Nathaniel’s shoulder to steady herself. The contact of her body pressed against his chiseled body made her incredibly aware of just how close they were. She looked up into his eyes to see him staring at her, transfixed. Her eyes moved to his lips. They looked so soft. She tried to turn her head away, embarrassed by her mind, but it was as if Nathaniel had the same thought and he tried to turn his head away simultaneously, but in the opposite direction, causing their lips to touch. They both froze for an instant. Paige felt like she was on fire, had butterflies in her stomach and her head was a mess. Then, Paige made her first mistake. She placed her delicate hand against his face and she kissed him. His lips were so soft and he tasted slightly of peppermint. She felt an arm wrap around her waist and his lips moving against hers urgently. His other hand moved to the back of her neck as deepened their kiss and slipped his tongue in her mouth. She let out a small, audible moan at the sensation. As if she evoked something within him, he moved both hands to her thighs as he groaned and then picked her up and pressed her back against the nearby wall. Paige wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, her tongue dancing with his. They continued to kiss and she noticed a very distinct, hard bulge pressed against her core. She let out another small moan as she felt her womanhood moisten. Nathaniel pressed against her more and continued his aggressive onslaught of her mouth. She lightly rocked her hips against hip in the rhythm of their kiss and she felt his manhood grow even larger between them. She wanted to feel more of him because his touch and his kiss made her feel so good. Her logical brain had turned off long ago, otherwise, it would have been screaming at her and reminding her of how much she despised this man. Paige would guess the second mistake occurred around the time of her breaking their kiss and beginning to unbutton his shirt. “Are you sure?” she heard him question. “I just want to feel you,” she whispered as she fiddled with a button. He proceeded to grab the fabric and rip the shirt open and off, causing buttons to fly everywhere. -Previously- Paige Everett is a 25 year old director of a homeless shelter called Second Chances. The newspaper recently published a story about the shelter’s high success rates of helping their clients find careers and get back on their feet. Paige was very grateful for this story because it caused lots of donations to their shelter, which allowed them to expand their programs and help more clients. She came across an email from an Alex Hernandez who was head of PR for a Mr. Nathaniel Donovan and his company, Donovan Global. Her jaw dropped as she read it. They wanted to donate $1 million to the shelter. She just had to make it look nice, with their help, and accept a check in front of some media and press. Paige immediately replied back that she was extremely grateful for their generous offer and she would be happy to meet their expectations. She provided her phone number in her reply, awaiting the instructions that would ultimately help so many people.

What would you do if your ex, who left you five years ago without bothering to say a goodbye, is now standing in front of you at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau? Surely, you wouldn't marry her. But did I mention I'm in dire need of a wife? ___ Song Jingren, self-made Billionaire has one rule– Pity any Tom, Dick or Harry but never offer it to his one and only materialistic and vain ex! Long Reine aka Zuni, proud Mafia princess, has two problems– Uncontrollable Nasty Temper and her Un-seducable Ice block hubby! ___ Excerpt:  "Get out!" Song Jingren told his flash married wife.  "Hubby, you are kicking out your one and only beautiful wife?" Zuni gaped at him. "Mom was right, I shouldn't fall at male beauty but at their intelligence. What can I say I'm a sucker for beauty!" As she realised that she spoke too much nonsense, she put hands on her mouth and shook her head as if she didn't mean it . "Hubby, I was wrong. Forgive, wifey.  I am not a sucker for male beauty but for you. Your chiselled face is still on the top of the list. Add your bank balance, you are unbeatable."  "Didn't I tell you to stop calling me by that disgusting nickname that makes my skin crawl?" Song Jingren coldly said. He hated her for making his resolve of throwing his ex out of his life weaker with each passing moment.  Zuni pouted adorably.   "I'm not calling you Baobei. Our status has been upgraded," Zuni shot back. She then flashed him a blinding smile as she hugged his arm. "Baobei, you are now upgraded to hubby." "Scram, "Song Jingren coldly said.  Hubby: 1, Wifey: 0 ___ Excerpt Two:  "Happy Birthday, Hubby, " Zuni smiled brightly at her husband as the clock struck twelve. "Now quickly open your birthday gift!" Song Jingren looked all around the room but didn't find any supposedly birthday gift. "Where is my birthday gift?" "I'm your birthday gift, dummy, "His wife replied as a matter of fact.  Wifey: 1, Hubby: 0 ___  

The complicated life of a female vampire by the name of Kaytlinn turns even more complicated when she meets a gorgeous, chiseled, blue-eyed, dirty blonde haired man named Darren one night at a vamp wannabe club. Day by day, the mess that night brings into Kaytlinn's life makes it so much worse. The heat of emotions she instantly feels, make her head spin and she needs to figure out what to do before she loses complete control.

It was supposed to be a simple, innocent hug of a boy offering comfort to his distressed best friend. But somehow, I found myself astride Ash’s thighs, with his arms firmly wrapped around my body and his face squished against the curve of my bare shoulder. I could feel the moment he started to nose at the expanse of my throat, it had only taken a tiny brush of his nose against my skin to make me tremble against him and I instinctively tightened my hold around his broad shoulders as a small whimper slipped out before I could think. It must have been a mistake, I said to myself, but then he did it again, and again– his hot breaths fanning against my sensitive scent gland along with each firmer drags of his nose. _____ Andy Draco is a gay, nineteen year old Omega with a little bit of warlock magic in him, who can't seem to choose between friendship and lust. Andy is best friend and roommate to Alpha Ashton who is straight or at least believes he is. One moment of heat blinded by lust leads to a night that couldn't be erased from both their lives. With their friendship at stake and Andy's sudden unleashed powers and never before seen enemies, will Ashton come to realize his feelings or will he let the most important person in his life leave his life and the world?

Fate... is there really fate, Or life is just full of coincidences maybe... Just maybe coincidences is fate Tall, Handsome, Dark haired muscular man, His body is like chiseled by an sculptor that aiming for perfection. BUT like any other there will be no perfection. Big Bull horn sitting atop his head, And black feathered wings on his back, this is the trait of Therisis "Maybe... I just let my life be swayed by fate" Therisis has no clear goal He does not even know where he belonged He was but just a lost child

A shady past, A second chance at life, A promise of vengeance, And a plan in motion... "You've changed so much Wuxia,This is not you! My Twinkle wouldn't be in a ten metre distance near a cigarette talk less of smoking," Fu Guangli condemned with a tone of reproach, but it only made the smile on Li Xiu Ying's face wider. She took in a deep drag and blew a beautiful smoky ring at his face. "I agree with you Bunny. This is not the Twinkle you know, that little innocent girl died years ago and the creature standing in front of you is anything but your Twinkle," she walked closer to him and poked his chest with her manicured index finger, venom was evident in her voice as she said her next words, "all thanks to you." Fu Guangli was quick to grab her wrist and slam her into the nearest tiled wall of the bathroom, Li Xiu Ying winced at the impact. "So that's why you're here now? Because you want revenge?!" Fu Guangli yelled at her face. "No." Li Xiu Ying's voice softened drastically and she raised her hands to trace the contours of his chiseled face in only what can be perceived as affection. "I want you back."

[ENRICHED WITH MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. ] AUTHOR TRANSMIGRATION "I want to write Villain perspective! Enough of this Hero and Heroine gig!" Nathalie Jean Quinn, life was so ordinary until she wrote the first book of her sequel, The Prince's Retribution, swept all over the literature world and garnered massive fan base and fortune. Now, she wanted to leave out of her comfort zone and challenge herself-- To seek the memoirs of a villainess in the story; for its sequel, The Prince's Ascension, Mystique is revealed. But even the management and the audiences begged to differ, so she made her way. Although, in the middle of completing the Sequel, the main villain, Mystique Blackwell, comes for her in that magical encounter and cursed her. Will Nathalie now transform to a monster that she created in her own story? *** Excerpt*** "You're mine. Am I clear? You're my property." Mystique was pressing her thighs against his, which he could never break free from her beguiling clutches. She was on top of him; the surge of confidence came with her and took charge for the whole ride. Her eyes were obscured with gleaming lust, and her hands worked their wonders and slinked to his chiseled abs up to his brawn sweaty chest. Every time she landed a smooth caress, he let out a stuttering moan as he was in spasms. His toes would dig deep into the mattress, no different from his nails that clawed, not trying to touch her sacred body. It wasn't all as she reached for his nipples, rubbing them ever-so-softly. The man would throw his bobbed back to the woolly pillows and arched his back from pleasure. Even though the bed creaked—fast and subtle that played their ears—she loved it. Just as she adored every point in him... Not a second delayed as he would shiver every time she would stroke the same parts of him. On the other hand, she has kept up the pace ever since. She crashed her well-endowed chest against his. Their lips parted by a hair's breadth, and he gritted his teeth as he saw her angelic feature up-close, driven by ecstasy. His gestures and countenance fueled her within, hastening the pace. There, he couldn't control his voice and let out pleasurable groans and grunts. Within those seconds, more thoughts began to blur her. She grabbed a handful of his hair, bringing him closer to her while whispering his ear. "You're mine. Am I clear? You're my property." *** P,S, The book has come to an end in a good note! Thank you so much for reading!

[WARNING! THIS BOOK HAS MATURE CONTENT] Veronica Lopez, a young 26 year old independent girl. She is the heiress of one of the most richest families of Country K and her parents love her a lot.. Though she is the daughter of a famous businessman, she chose another path for her career. She is an employee of a famous Multimedia Company.. But the question is…..Is she really just an employee or something more?? Reuben Smith, a handsome man of 28 years, rules the business world with the tip of his finger and he is the most powerful man of country K. Everyone fear him while every girls dream of becoming his girlfriend but he only bow down to one girl…the love of his life…… On the other hand… Alonzo Brown is a 28 years old CEO of a famous company in City B. Handsome, talented but betrayed by the only person he had ever loved. Now he is in city S for revenge of what happened 5 years back. But will he ever be succeed in it?? How are the lives of this three persons fated? Will they be able to handle the twists and turns that are going to hit on their lives?? ------ “I wanted to hate you after what you had done to me back then and how you broke my heart by leaving me without any word; but still I can’t feel the hatred in my heart for you as my love for you is more powerful than my hate.” He said to himself. Right then, his assistant informed him that the girl he was finding for revenge would also be attending the same party as him. With both hate and love emanating from him, he brushed the girl’s photo for the last time as he dozed off.. ------ “What do you have in your heart for me?” He asked looking into the eyes of Veronica.. Veronica stayed silent for sometime and then she looked at him with pure fondness in her beautiful dark brown eyes, as she voiced out the love she had for him... “My Heart Beats Only For You…” Then the man and woman kissed each other passionately, while the Moon witnessed their love all through out the night..… ------- "This time I'm going to please you and you are going to sit here patiently, allowing me to work on devouring your luscious body. And most importantly... You are not allowed to touch me.." Veronica whispered in his ears, giving him a seductive wink which earned a devilish grin back from him. "I'm eagerly waiting for that babe.." He said as he planted a kiss on her lips. "Nah.. No touching, remember. Today it is all about you and I'll be the only person who will please you. My hands will roam all over your bare flesh and my tongue and lips will cover every nook and corner of your delicious body..." Saying this, Veronica started kissing him from his chiseled face to his well toned chest and then….little down… ---- You can join me and talk to me in my discord server... https://discord.gg/AscctQj

Adeline was a journalist. She was a career-driven woman who would do anything for her passion. she was independent, smart and a strong female lead who was willing to take risks. What would she do, when a Greek god, especially the son of Eros entered her bathroom from a different realm while she was taking a shower. He was the son of Cupid, after all, could she resist his charms? **************** Suddenly some heavyweight pushed me down and landed on top of me. Before my head hit the bathroom floor, he engulfed his hand behind my head. My eyes were wide as a soccer. It was a grown man in his late twenties. He had a rare shade of emerald green eyes and shiny blond hair. His face was sculpted to perfection. He had the chiseled jaw, pointed nose, and body of a Greek god. He was shirtless and his hard sculpted chest and abs were pressed against my soft feminine body. He gave me a cocky smirk and realization hit me hard like a brick, I was stark naked and a burglar was on top of me. “Aaarghhhh!” I yelled at the top of my lungs and he muffled my screams with his hands. ************** It was not only the Greek God, what if the devil himself was interested in her. What if she had no choice but to pretend to be a guy, let alone work as his personal secretary? ************** As I neared him, I stumbled upon the carpet and I landed on his lap with my stomach on his thighs with a yelp. Unintentionally, my left palm made direct contact with his crotch. He jerked at my sudden intrusion, wrapping his arms around my waist. Both of us were too shocked to move, suddenly I could feel him grow harder under my palm, my eyes widened. I couldn’t see his reaction, I stood up from his lap as if, my ass caught on fire. He was frozen to his spot as if; he couldn’t believe what happened now. My face flushed with embarrassment. He didn’t even take a glance at my face. “I’m sorry, sir, It…” “Let’s get back to the office.” I was cut off by his voice. For some reason, my eyes strayed to his crotch and I could see his bulge very much visible. “Mr. Sandros!” he yelled my name.

Well, what if the girl whom Will had admired from afar suddenly starts to feel something for him. Is it going to be a one time thing or it will be their forever kinda love story. *** Nany Armani, who lived her life watching her back because she's the only heir of a million dollar company's owner. Always being in the camera and not have a life which can be termed as personal. She wanted to live her life on her own terms. Will Baldwin, whose life starts and revolves around Nany, is forced to grew up in a traumatic situation in his childhood. The only thing which gave a smile on his gorgeous and chiseled face. *** Can nany and will stay together leaving behind their differences. Can they be inseperable or will it be another story of Nany just like the rest of her interests. Read this story to find out more. P.s: it's my first time writing a story. so please bear with me. all your likes comments and constructive feedback would mean a lot to me. Happy reading!

A towering tall black wolf with specks of red through his charcoal black fur, fire red orange eyes fixated on the most puzzling thing he ever saw, letting out a soft growl as it vibrated through the floor, his claws digging into the ground making himself stand more firmer while pushing his nose slightly on the glass pod that was filled with water. He was enticed by it's content fully well knowing who it was but not knowing what happened to her. Because even with her superb overgrown silky blueish oceanic tinted hair he would always recognize his May by the scar on her forehead, the very scar he gave her when they had that unfortunate accident because of her own clumsiness.

A young man stood at a height of 1.9 meters with an exceptional and noticeable toned physique under his beasts fur clothing. His light-brown skin illuminating under the rays of the sun with an above average face, chiseled jaws, straight nose and slightly thick sword-shaped eyebrows. His brown eyes, deep like pools of honey with a shade of violet hiding within the irises, hinting a mysterious impression. Throughout the span of 3 years, his raven black hair grew past his back, tied up into a simple ponytail. Realizing fate has given him another chance reincarnating into a new body and coincidentally under the same name, Silver. Coupled with his million years of experience and knowledge allowing him to break through the realms with ease. He begins his journey through Desolate Tundra, challenging the emperors of this new world while obtaining a power that none can even grasp. Will he rise to the top and change the era to a brighter path or become another common straggler on the path to cultivation in a once beautiful continent, now riddle with demons and beasts lurking in every corner?