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How Did Orochimaru Get His Arms Back

Getting Lucky

Abducted and forced into the world of human trafficking, Lucky endures the worst of the worst as a high-end plaything for the worst of the wealthy. One fateful night, she discovers something about herself that gives her hope, a chance to escape from the hell she lives in. With escape, Lucky experiences a life changing chance encounter, a kind of anonymous celebrity she never anticipated, and a very unexpected new identity. Fate is leading her down a path, one that leads her to realize that escaping alone was not enough. To truly be free, she will have to uncover her roots, and the secrets entangled within them. Claws will scratch far past the surface, digging deep into a web of deception and evil that threatens her very life and the lives of those she loves. What happens when this beautiful young woman, once a terrified victim, realizes that she is more powerful than she could ever have imagined? Now that she is surrounded by love and laughter, can she defeat the dark forces aligning against her? Will she find the courage to face the trauma of her past and free those still shackled to what she once accepted as her fate? Content Warning: ADULTS ONLY! This book contains some dark themes relating to the crime of human trafficking, forced sexual encounters, physical and emotional abuse, and violence. It is intended for a mature audience. Some content may be upsetting to survivors of sexual assault and abuse. Beware of two labrador retrievers that are very good at stealing hearts and treats! I am doing a major edit on this book and adding new chapters daily. The basic story has not changed, I am correcting spell check errors and such. I have also made some minor changes within the story itself, which I believe have improved the logical flow of the story and enhanced character development. 03/05/2025
Diane_Foster · 16.2K Views

To His Hell and Back

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."
mata0eve · 122.3K Views

How Did I End Up as a Monster Breeder?

The New World, The Frontier, Manifest Destiny, Whatever you call it I will tell you one thing, it’s none of that. This land an untouched and uncharted territory of the world that would better be called a cursed land, Demon Territory, a Monster Paradise, and to me? A Death Trap. Why am I here? it’s very simple. Debt Not my Debt mind you, no no it was all from my worthless parents who decided to sell me off to debt collectors to stave off their debts they had made ever since I left home. And it only worked out because I was born with a rare skill of making me a natural born Monster Breeder and Tamer. Monster Products make plenty of money in this world, Holstarus Milk, Griffin Feathers, Dragon Scales, Arachne Silk, Harpy Eggs, Goblin Ale, Ork Testicles, just to name a few. And Monster Breeders can make loads of money and that’s what I’m forced into doing but not back in the Old World but here in this new world as new species and possibly extinct species of monsters can be located in this New World. So I’m forced to make a profit for them to pay off my debt or else I’ll have to pay the consequences by going through the pain and suffering of Torture since getting a new Monster Breeder would be to hard to find again. But by hook or by Crook I am going to get my freedom and get the hell out of this Death Trap I find myself in! Male, Female, Futanari, Tomboy, Femboy, various types and genders will be in this story though it’s mostly just Men and Women as all the other types are considered Rare in this story.
OneMoreScore · 6.3K Views

CONNECT WITH RECOVERY EXPERT TO GET BACK YOUR SCAMMED MONEY FROM TRADI

As I raced to recover my stolen phone and bitcoins, my heart pounded with a mix of panic and dread. My cryptocurrency investments, which had soared to a value of over $215,000, were now at risk. The phone contained the critical access to my Bitcoin and Ethereum wallets—an unsecured digital lifeline to my considerable assets. After a frenzied search around the classroom and checking every possible place where the students might have hidden my phone, I faced the reality that the prank had taken a serious turn. My thoughts were consumed with the potential for catastrophic loss, and the magnitude of the situation hit me hard. I knew I had to act quickly to safeguard my digital fortune. In my desperate state, I reached out to the support team of Recovery Expert, a company that specialized in retrieving lost or stolen digital assets. The company’s reputation for handling high-stakes digital recoveries gave me a glimmer of hope amidst the crisis. I contacted them immediately, explaining the urgency of my situation and the critical nature of my need for a swift resolution. Recovery Expert responded promptly. They guided me through a series of essential steps to secure my accounts and start the recovery process. First, they instructed me to use an alternate device to access my cryptocurrency exchanges and wallets. They advised on disconnecting any potential connections to the stolen phone to prevent unauthorized access. Their team then assisted me in verifying my identity and ownership of the accounts. They explained that, given the sensitive nature of cryptocurrency transactions, additional security measures had to be taken. Recovery experts worked diligently to freeze any potentially compromised transactions and audit the security settings of my wallets. IN the meantime, Recovery Expert helped me implement temporary measures to safeguard my assets. They recommended setting up multi-factor authentication on all my accounts and creating new, secure backup recovery options to prevent future issues. Within a few hours, they had managed to secure my wallets and ensure that my cryptocurrencies were protected from any potential theft. The recovery process was not immediate, but their expertise and systematic approach helped in mitigating the damage. Their efforts ensured that my investments remained intact. After regaining access to my phone, I changed all relevant passwords and security settings. Thanks to Recovery Expert swift and effective intervention, I was able to recover my digital fortune and ensure the security of my investments. The experience was a sobering reminder of the vulnerability of digital assets but also a testament to the efficacy of professional recovery services. Recovery Expert assistance was invaluable, turning a potential disaster into a learning experience and reinforcing the importance of robust digital security practices. Find Recovery Expert via their contact info bellow⁚ Telegram @ RECOVERYEXPERT0 recoveryexpert789@gmail.com What’s app: +1 (908) 991-7132 Email: recoveryexpert01 @ consultant.com
Bryan_Hills · 388 Views

Ex wife Getting her life back is isn’t easy

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.
Osagie_Aromose · 1.8K Views

Entangled in the Ceo's Arms

Miley's life fell apart on the night of her 19th Birthday. The celebration was tainted by the business of betrayal. At the party, Miley's drink was spiked, and when she felt ill, she staggered out of the room, only to stumble upon a conspiracy between her boyfriend and her sister. She had always known that her sister didn't love her. but what she hadn't expected was that her boyfriend, whom she had always trusted, was also in cahoots with her. Realization stung sharper than the cold air outside as she discovered their cruel intentions to humiliate her. Overwhelmed and betrayed, she found refuge in an unfamiliar room. But fate, it seemed, had a cocktail of sorrows lined up for her. In the room she sought refuge in was Logan Pierce. This man, a dominant and arrogant person, and her boyfriend's uncle were known to be a living nightmare for those who would cross his path. Under the influence of drugs, they slipped into a night, and he took her for the first time in ways she wished she could forget. Waking up to a world where accusations were hurled at her from all corners, her family turned their backs on her. Placating Logan seemed to have ranked higher than standing up for Miley, their own blood. Disowned and discarded, Miley found herself abandoned on the relentless, heartless streets. Years later, she had blossomed into the U.S. manager of Hales company. During a business meeting, she stumbled upon Logan once again. But the passing years had erased Miley's face from Logan's memory, arousing within him a curiosity and fascination for this elusive lady director. unable to recall the tragic past, Logan felt unwarranted anger towards Miley as he continuously evaded her- thus beginning their forbidden dance of desire yet again.
DrakenDove · 2.1K Views
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