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``` Havia três palavras no Império Estelar do Sol para descrever a Scarlet Su: Inútil, lixo e estúpida. Mas um dia, a Conta Estrelar de Scarlet Su alterou o nome de usuário de 'A noiva do rei mecha' para 'O rei mecha é um fracasso.' De repente todos se perguntaram, que novo joguinho de chamar atenção ela estava inventando? Morrendo numa Terra infestada de zumbis, uma jovem mergulha por uma porta que deveria levar a um novo mundo maravilhoso, mas em vez disso, ela acorda no corpo de Scarlet Su, a esposa indesejada do general favorito do império e rei dos mechas. Ela se torna instantaneamente mãe do filho do general e a coproprietária de um planeta lixeira subdesenvolvido. Pelo menos, ela transmigrou com seu espaço de armazenamento, milhões de suprimentos e a vontade de trabalhar duro. Infelizmente, ela é enganada e acaba se tornando uma ceifadora neste mundo interestelar. Todas as semanas, ela deve entregar almas ao submundo ou arrisca perder sua recém-adquirida força mental e voltar a ser a velha Scarlet fraca e inútil. Ela passou de Scarlet a inútil para Scarlet a incrível, e seu marido de repente veio implorando desesperado pelo seu amor. Ela disse: "Fale primeiro com seu filho, ele é que está procurando por um pai." Mas o filho dele disse: "Você quer ser o meu papai? Entre na fila de pretendentes ali e preencha suas informações." Excerto: "Então o marido pródigo finalmente retorna após todo esse tempo e aqui eu pensava que você estava morto." ela disse sarcasticamente. "Cuide da sua língua Scarlet, eu ainda sou o seu marido." Scarlet riu e cruzou os braços, "Então você se tocou que é marido, como eu deveria reagir agora que você escolheu abraçar o título que tão facilmente quis descartar alguns meses atrás. Devo aplaudir e depois tirar minha roupa e te implorar para você me possuir?" ela revirou os olhos para ele e zombou. Ela observou seu marido andar lentamente em sua direção com um olhar furioso e focado nos olhos e se perguntou se o tinha provocado demais. "Você ousou me enviar papéis do divórcio, Scarlet, você perdeu a porra do juízo?" 'Não,' ela pensou, 'Ao contrário, você é quem perdeu o seu.' A foto da capa não é minha e pode ser retirada a pedido do proprietário. ```

[Warning: This book contains Strong Language and Mature Content] On her eighteenth birthday, Ravenna felt the weight of exile as she was outlawed from her home because she could not shift to a werewolf, a mark of shame in their world that revered power. Away from all the ridicules and hate, she had at least a more peaceful life, until a beautiful storm knocked at her door. Deceived by its enchanting waves, Ravenna welcomed it with open arms until she was swept away into the deepest depth of the ocean of love. Being a daughter of an alpha, that was not supposed to happen even if she was not living in the pack anymore. Falling in love with the king of darkness. Alaric! He is the epitome of danger. But then, she turned his life upside down. From a heartless man to an obsessive lover. All he wished was to keep her with him. Even if it meant chaining her to himself. Whether what he felt was infatuation, desire or... he just would never ever let her go. Let no man or beast separate him from what he had claimed and marked; else they would face his unceasing wrath. **************** "Am of no use to you, why do you still insist on keeping me?" She just wanted to hear him say it. That he loved her as much as she did. She was becoming more desperate as days went by, maybe more than desperate to the extent of destroying herself in this love. Alaric paused and kept his laptop aside. He held her hand and brought her in front of him before pulling her to his lap. Silently, he sniffed her neck and licked it, then replied, "Because I want to." He continued his actions, and his hands were already moving under her dress caressing her thighs. Ravenna took a deep breath trying to stop herself from diving into pleasure as always. "Will you ever say it?" Her voice came out as a low yearning plead and with his advanced hearing ability, Alaric did not miss a word. "Say what?" His hand reached her pant ready to tear it apart. "That you love me." Her words made him pause abruptly before looking at her. As usual, his eyes were blank with no hint of emotions making Ravenna feel like she was just fooling herself. For how long could she endure this? "Do I?" He asked not tearing his gaze away from her eyes that were already tearing up.

Silas was not like other omegas; he was stronger than them and feared no one. This was because he couldn't feel the pheromones of alphas, but his mate rejected him on his 18th birthday and accepted his stepbrother instead. Silas decided to leave the pack, but just then, something terrible happened, and he ended up in the hands of their rival pack. There, he reunited with his long-lost brother, who was dearly loved by the four alpha brothers of that pack. But what will happen when Silas starts to feel the mate bond with those four brothers? --------------------------------- "Your eyes are the most beautiful," said a handsome alpha and my boss, who was my brother's mate. I didn't want to feel anything for him, it was wrong. "Stay away from me," I pushed him away. But still, he came closer and started sniffing my scent near my neck. When I looked up, I saw my brother standing at the door, watching us. --------------------------- in this story mc is -Strong omega -confident -overprotective -stubborn -savage

Gyeon Heeseong foi abandonado pelos pais quando criança e criado em um antro de jogos de azar. Ele não hesita em assumir tarefas difíceis para o bem do irmão mais velho que o aceitou no grupo, mas quando é transformado em um filhote de cachorro devido a um ferimento causado por um ataque, ele é recolhido por Yoon Chi-young. "O que há com esse filhote de cachorro desalinhado?" "Solte-me... seu desgraçado! De repente, Gyeon Heeseong se torna o filhote de Yoon Chi-young, conhecido como o lobo devorador de homens. "Os feromônios são quase indetectáveis. É apenas um filhote de cachorro." 'Quack'. No entanto, até mesmo o médico julga Heeseong como um mero filhote de cachorro, então Heeseong decide enganar Yoon Chi-young fingindo ser um filhote de cachorro e depois fugir. Mas Yoon Chi-young é um lunático que nunca deixa o filhote sair de seus braços. "Eu até lhe dei um petisco... Você não pode me dar apenas um beijo?" 'Suspiro...' Embora Heeseong receba afeto e carinho de Yoon Chi-young, a quem ele teme, a convivência entre eles é precária. "Filhote de cachorro... Acho que não vou comer você." 'Você, você é louco'. A história da convivência entre um filhote de cachorro que só quer fugir do lobo devorador de homens e o lobo devorador de homens que perdeu seu coração por causa desse filhote. Um gosto rápido "Me desculpe, ok? Por favor, me perdoe desta vez." "......" "Nunca mais sairei de seu lado. Eu prometo." Não tente se fazer de engraçadinho! Se ele o tivesse deixado sozinho, ele teria se acalmado por conta própria. Mas ao ser persuadido com um rosto bonito, o filhote ficou totalmente enfurecido. Heeseong atacou a mão de Yoon Chi-young assim que a viu e latiu ferozmente. Uuuu! Uuuu! "O que é isso? Você gosta tanto de mim? Quer ir para casa rapidamente?" Yoon Chi-young, acariciando o filhote, perguntou a Ji Yeong-bae, um subordinado da tribo canina. Apesar de ser constantemente mordido pelo filhote, ele sempre pensava de forma romântica. E Ji Yeong-bae sempre respondia honestamente. "Sim, senhor... Ele está dizendo: 'Seu bastardo'." "Tão bonitinho.... Ok, vamos para casa e ficaremos sozinhos juntos." Linguagem: Coreana Autor: 마린코드 Ano: 2022 Status: completo Site original: RidiBooks Tradução feita de fã pra fã Apoie o autor original comprando os livros nas plataformas oficiais!

Shaun’s life was already in free-fall: fired from a suspiciously shady job, drowning his sorrows in questionable alcohol, and wrapping things up with a classic car crash. The universe, in its infinite wisdom, decided this wasn’t rock bottom—nope, Shaun was getting reincarnated. But not as a hero. Not even as a sidekick. Nope, Shaun wakes up as **Shaun** (no, not a typo)—a tragic background extra from a fantasy novel. You know, the kind of character whose job is to exist solely for pain, ridicule, and the occasional wallet-theft subplot. This Shaun? Father walked out. Mother ghosted him for a "better future." Property sharks, mobsters, and scam artists all sniffing around what little he owns. But hey, he somehow clawed his way into a prestigious academy! A chance at redemption, right? Wrong. Enter stage left: bullies. First, the villains make him a punching bag. Then the so-called *heroes* decide, "Yeah, let’s take turns too!" Normally, this poor soul would accept his fate, because that’s what he’s written to do. But reincarnated Shaun? He didn’t read that memo. He has… let’s say, *creative solutions* to his problems. Where the original Shaun took beatings with a grimace, this Shaun hands out payback with a cold smile and zero guilt. Bullies? Meet karma, wielded like a sledgehammer. But something’s off. The script’s changing. People are acting weird. They’re *recognizing* him, approaching him like they know secrets he hasn’t been briefed on. And that internal monologue habit he has? Turns out it’s not so internal anymore. A growing number of eavesdroppers think his sarcastic, third-person narration is… important. please do not leave any review both positive or negative until you have read first 20 chapter new chapter is uploaded daily monday to saturday I AM ALSO UPLOADING SAME SERIES ON ROYAL ROADS UNDER THE NAME VOIDLORD

Prix du 1er Roman Romantique au Carnaval. ATTENTION À LA FUREUR D'UNE FEMME PATIENTE. Rosalinde Lux est morte après avoir pris connaissance de la trahison de son mari et de sa sœur. Et alors qu'elle pensait avoir enfin trouvé la paix, elle se réveilla quarante ans avant sa mort. Avec les souvenirs de sa vie passée intacts, Rosalinde jura de se venger. Ses plans l'amenèrent rapidement dans les bras d'un Duc dont le regard envoûtant contenait des mystères qui menaçaient non seulement ses plans, mais aussi son cœur et son corps. …. ATTENTION À L'AMOUR D'UN HOMME MAUDIT. Puni par la Déesse pour sa cupidité, Lucas Benjamen Rothley gardait le Nord depuis aussi longtemps qu'il s'en souvienne. Pendant des centaines d'années, aucune femme n'avait jamais ému son cœur. Jusqu'à ce que la redoutable Rosalinde Lux fasse irruption dans sa vie. Bientôt, il se rendit compte que Rosalinde n'était pas tout à fait la damoiselle qu'elle aimait faire croire à tout le monde. Elle cache un secret si sombre qu’il pourrait mettre fin à sa malédiction ou bouleverser sa vie. Mots-clés : Vengeance, Protagoniste féminine forte, pas de viol ni d’abus, romance à développement lent. Autres romans : Le Péché du Lycan : TERMINÉ La couverture est mienne. Instagram : @b.mitchylle Discord : MitchyMitch#3750

‎ ‎ ‎ Title: Moonlight in Brașov ‎ Genre: Paranormal Romance, Fantasy ‎ Target Audience: Adult readers of paranormal romance and fantasy ‎ ‎ In the heart of Transylvania, a forbidden love blossoms between Victoria Darius, a human, and Lucian Dragos, a werewolf. Their romance defies the ancient law that prohibits relationships between humans and supernatural creatures. ‎ ‎ As Victoria and Lucian navigate the dangers of their secret relationship, they must confront the Council of Wolves, a powerful governing body that enforces the ancient law. But their love becomes a beacon of hope for the supernatural community, inspiring a revolution that challenges the status quo. ‎ ‎ As the stakes grow higher, Victoria and Lucian must fight to protect their love and their lives. Along the way, they discover hidden secrets about their families' pasts and the supernatural world they inhabit. ‎ ‎Moonlight in Brașov is a sweeping romance that explores the complexities of love, identity, and community. Set against the stunning backdrop of Romania's Carpathian Mountains, this novel will transport you to a world of magic, mystery, and forbidden love

little boy cried" mama mama papa where are we going" he sniffed "Carlos baby don't cry mama is here for you" she said " Stop playing around with that kid Margaret and pack the bags" father said  "mama papa please i do not want to go anywhere i want to stay here with Janette"the little boy thats not up to 10 years old "Carlos where we are going to you would find new friends infact more than a hundred friends" she said "Mama but i really like Janette she really friendly"the boy said  "They are here " the father said                                "Open the door or we will break it down" the village judge said "Honey what are we going to do"she said              "You and Carlos go through the back door ill b right behind you"   "  Honey I can't leave u here " she said "I said go now!"

"HELLO, lady." The man behind the wheel greeted her as he wound down the window.  "Hop in."  Without hesitation, she opened the door of the passenger's seat and got in. Inside his car was warm. The seats were leather and quite comfortable. She didn't think Maguire's nephew could own such a car. Then, she glanced at the man. He was dressed formally in a gray suit and honestly, he didn't look like the nephew figure. But what did she know? Mr Maguire could have a nephew who was even as old as him. This man was also quite handsome. Didn't look like Mr Maguire one bit. "Did Mr Maguire send you?" She asked and he rested his hands on the wheel.  "Pretty, is that the secret code you girls use these days?" The charming man asked with a smirk. "I almost thought I wouldn't find you or anyone in this weather but I guess it's just my luck." He eyed Charlotte with an interest as he adjusted his necktie. The lady asking if he was some unknown man's cousin as a secret code sounded ridiculous but he wasn't going to be picky. He searched the area and ended up here. This was the only girl he found on the streets so he would make do with this. "Well, if you've been searching for me then I can assume you're indeed his cousin." Charlotte replied. "I can't think of another reason why a sane man would come out on such a stormy and late night."  Then, she got a whiff of alcohol coming from him. "Wait, did you drink? Is this safe?"She asked but sighed and shook her head. "You know what, never mind. As long as I get home, I won't complain. The worst that could happen is you spinning off the road and leading us both to our deaths, and lucky for you, I'm not afraid of dying in a stranger'ss car, so shall we?" This man stared at Charlotte with an amused grin and said, "You've got one glib tongue. I like it." He said and she gave out a fake laugh. "Haha, that's nice." Her laugh fell and she looked at him seriously. "Please, drive." "Alright, you're the boss." He turned on the engine. "I'm Wesley, by the way. What's yours? If you tell me, I could give you a tip." "Good sense of humor, haha! It's funny." Charlotte said, but she wasn't laughing. She crossed her arms over her breasts, feeling uncomfortable. She entered the rain just to get in his car and so her body was a little wet. Her white shirt had practically become a see-through attire, and her bra was on display.  "You have one appealing look, Miss. Are you sure you're not going to tell me your name? I'm in a good mood so I'll definitely give you a huge tip." Charlotte closed her eyes. Was he such a joker? Did he want her to play along by all means?  Well, she'd just say anything just to get him to shut up.  "You can't afford it." She said.  "Oh yeah? That's such a brave thing to say to someone driving such a car. Is your name more expensive than this?" 'What does this have to do with his car? I just want him to keep quiet already.' Charlotte thought, feeling irritated. "I don't want to waste my breath calling the amount cause you won't be able to pay for it." "My oh my, if your name is so expensive, I wonder how much your service costs. It must be quite a lot, seeing you were the only one standing under the rain, patiently waiting." 'What is he saying now? It's like some old pickup line you'd see in a magazine. Is he really trying to hit on me?' She stared at him. He looked like a casanova, grinning to himself as he drove through the dark. Fine. She would just call an amount she was sure he would never release and then he would shut up.  "You wanna know so badly? Fine. It's ten thousand. Now, stop asking."  As soon as she said that, the car came to a sudden halt which startled her.  "What? Are you crazy?" She asked. "Was it too much of a shock that you had to stop the car?"  "I can't exactly write while driving, can I?" He said and picked out what looked like a checkbook from inside his coat pocket.  He took a pen as well and filled it.  "What are you doing?" 

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”

"With you, the red light will eventually turn green" ===== As she looked into his eyes, those deep dark irises, eyes that seemed to look into her very soul. That smirk that screamed 'danger'. She shuddered, feeling cold sweat drench her shirt "What's wrong?" his magnetic voice sounded with almost inhuman dexterity, he held her by the waist. "Stay-stay back, don't touch me!" her voice was shaking, almost breaking into a shout, but was actually a whimper. She slipped into his arms, heart pounding, eyes darting. Feeling complicated, a mixture of reluctance and pleasure. His chiseled face leaned into her hair, noise sniffing greedily. Her hair stood on end with nervousness, seeing the sharp fangs at the edges of his reddish pink lips. "Now you can be mine forever" 'No' she thought, but couldn't bring herself to speak. She gradually closed her eyes in despair. "I won't kill you, you're to beautiful for that" seeing her disposition, the man was amused. Vera opened her eyes in bewilderment and confusion. Mustering her courage and will, she managed yo squeeze out one word. "Why?" Her imagination ran wild, doubts began to form and dissipate at astonishing speeds. She hated when she wasn't aware of the situation. Soon her fear became anger, and anger gave way to rage. "So you kidnapped me and made me feel like a piece of shit for nothing?" The man smiled widely, and her fear returned. {CREDIT TO THE OWNER OF THE COVER From Pinterest}∆∆

The forest was quiet, and everything was still. The gentle northern wind sweeping through the trees and dried leaves brought nothing but a sense of foreboding and despair as Raphael crawled into his cave and huddled against the dirt stained walls. Stifling the moan of anguish that escaped his mouth, he pressed hard on the cut below his ribs. The blood stopped flowing briefly, as he dug some sticky clay from underneath the roots of the oak tree and applied it to his injury. It stopped the blood flow instantly. He was aware of the giant slash across his back, but he was too exhausted to attend to it. 'Later' he thought to himself, leaning back as he shut his eyes. He was lucky to have escaped with his life. "They will pay for this. I will get my revenge soon enough," he muttered to himself as the owl perched on the branch of the oak tree above hooted ominously. He had become his neighbour for the past few weeks, his hooting always reminding him that he may not be the only living thing in the forest. Other days, the silence was impregnable, the eerie quiet sending chills down his spine. As he slowly started to slip into unconsciousness, he heard a dull thud on the dirt outside the cave, too faint for a normal person to hear. But Raphael was no ordinary person. Crouching behind the roots of the tree, he waited patiently as the sniffing began. He made a silent prayer, to no one in particular as he saw the red eyes right outside his cave. They locked eyes with each other, and the enormous wolf bared his canines at him, before howling into the night. All around the forest, several other howls answered, as the earth began to tremble under the numerous paws thundering above it. 'Here we go again,' he thought to himself.

[MATURE CONTENT 18+] [NO RAPE] *Daily update at 11:11pm* "It all started after a lie" --- Concealing her true age, she presents herself as a 17-year-old, despite being 19. Little does she realize that her presence becomes the obsession of the Crown Prince. As Elestria navigates the palace's intricate web of secrets, she must uncover the truth behind her mother's demise while maintaining her age deception and grappling with the conflicting desires that arise in the presence of the enigmatic Crown Prince. The palace holds not only the key to the mysteries she seeks but also the potential for her to fall into the traps carefully set by the Crown Prince rince, who aims to reshape and manipulate her for his own purposes. Will Elestria triumph in her quest for truth, or will the palace's shadows ensnare her in a fate woven by the Crown Prince's designs? ----- His grip tightened on her, his fingers digging into her skin.   A soft gasp escaped her lips when she sensed the intruder sniffing just above her neck. His actions sent shivers down her spine, making her eyes widen with shock. Her breathing quickened—was he going to snap her head? her imagination running wild with ominous possibilities.    Elestria, desperate and terrified, mustered her strength. With a surge of adrenaline, she swung her elbow backward, aiming for the man's abdomen, but before her strike could land, he swiftly yanked her arm toward him, twisting it a little.   Her heart raced, and a cold sweat broke on her forehead when his grip tightened on her arm.   "Hmm, full of hopes and dreams, just the way I prefer," the person hummed, his deep throaty voice vibrating against her neck, making her body stiffen.   She shut her eyes in fear. Her freed hand instinctively reached to her chest, her thin fingers trembling and pressing against her pounding heart as if attempting to suppress its rapid beats. The sound of her own pulse echoed in her ears.   "Am I making you nervous? Little liar?" asked the male voice.    Her eyes snapped open, and the two words—little liar—echoed in her mind....(Read book) ----- YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED The story is highly going to be. r18 - kink - dark romance - slow burn - HAUNTED - Stalking. male lead will be evil than you think.

Snow sighed. "I don't care...no one has ever cared for me and I....and I need to make them pay all of them " she yelled. "What about me?!" he yelled. "Huh?". Divean moved closer to her. "You my wife and now the mother of Alia. She can't lose you...we can't lose you " he said. "But...". "No, Constance. You need to learn to put yourself first " She shook her head, "But I have never done that....nothing good came out of it. Can't you see where I am now after I did, am alone with no family and wealth. Everything he took it, after trusting him " Divean could see the tears form in her eyes. "Then let me do it " "Do what?" she sniffed. "Put you first ". She blinked her tears falling. ...... Snow Constance wants revenge but it might lead to her secrets being revealed. What will she choose revenge or her dark cold secrets?!.....

little boy cried" mama mama papa where are we going" he sniffed "Carlos baby don't cry mama is here for you" she said " Stop playing around with that kid Margaret and pack the bags" father said  "mama papa please i do not want to go anywhere i want to stay here with Janette"the little boy thats not up to 10 years old "Carlos where we are going to you would find new friends infact more than a hundred friends" she said "Mama but i really like Janette she really friendly"the boy said  "They are here " the father said                                "Open the door or we will break it down" the village judge said "Honey what are we going to do"she said              "You and Carlos go through the back door ill b right behind you"   "  Honey I can't leave u here " she said "I said go now!"

Léa, une jeune femme de 22 ans, traverse une relation amoureuse qui ne la satisfait plus. Lors d’un rendez-vous avec Thomas, son gynécologue de 35 ans, une connexion inattendue se crée entre eux. Ce qui commence par un examen médical anodin se transforme rapidement en une relation intense, pleine de passion et de désir interdit.

He looked down at her gripping her cheeks, "I saw you Lalya, smiling as he took your hand taking you away " he said. Her tears flowed down her face, he gripped tighter "Tell me, is it a lie?" he asked. "No" "Then tell me why you left?" his voice was almost a whisper. She sniffed looking into his eyes. "Cause he helps me with something," she said. "And what would that be, my dear wife " his eyes were burning with jealousy. She didn't answer trying to pull away from him. Noticing he smirked and shifted throwing her down on the bed. "You can't answer 'cause it's not decent at all" he got on top of her ripping her clothes off as he asked if that was how her lover did it. She cried out trying to push him away but failed. "AM PREGNANT" she yelled. The movement around her stopped. She opened her eyes to see her husband frozen in place. "What did you say?" he asked. No one has ever said marriage was a bed of roses. It might be to some but it's never perfect. We always have to try harder and love harder for it to work. But that is for normal marriages unlike Layla's. How does marriage between a lonely, troubled girl and a Vampire who does not know anything about love work?. He wants to learn to love just for her but her heart is closed off. She wants freedom and nothing of his love, but something growing inside of her won't let her. Will love bloom between two completely different people or destroy them?

~Audrey, if you dare try to reject me again or even try to think of it, I will take you to the highest mountains, where the whole world can see us, I will claim you as mine and no one else, not even your proclaimed lover can reverse that.~ Audrey Lane, A Mateless She-wolf who was brought up in a brothel as a dancer after her pack was raided and her parents were killed gets herself entangled with Alpha Vincent Cruz; A heartbroken Alpha who was still obsessed with his ex-lover, Hazel, who was a human. Alpha Vince comes from a ruthless werewolf Mafia family. Well-known for their power, wealth, and dominance across many countries. Vince was the oldest son and Alpha of the Blood-Feast Pack. The most-feared werewolf packs in the whole of the city. Powerful and strongest amongst his numerous brothers. Unbeknownst to Audrey that she was Vince's mate. Vince who intended to use Audrey to make Hazel jealous found himself falling deeply for Audrey. After rejecting her for Hazel who came back after three years. Excerpt: I instantly kicked the dress under the bed as I saw Vincent approaching, He was quick to grab my waist and pull me close to his body. "W-what are you doing, Vin?" I asked, my fragile little voice quivering fearfully from his touch. "Sniffing you to find out whose strange scent has covered you all over," Vin spoke under his deep breath and I stared at him questionably, trying to understand what he meant. "That isn't necessary. It was just a dance." I tried to explain to him. "I know, it doesn't change the fact that other men watched and lust over you." "Now tell me, Who was it? I can smell him all over you. tell me! why did he touch you?" He growled at me. I could sense his anger and his gleaming yellow eyes scared me.

“Shut up!” He roared, as he tore my slave garment from my body in less than a second, leaving my body bare, except for my bra and panties. “Oh my…” He muttered devilishly with lust filled eyes, as he roughly grabbed the right cup of my bra, manhandling it as if to get a pre-feel of how the main softness will feel like. I had given up already, tired of writhing on the floor, tired of trying to wiggle out of his hold, and tired of pleading. What was the use? My legs were already held hostage in the confines of his own limbs, my throat was now sore, and all my plea fell on deaf ears. I shut my eyes tightly, already welcoming my cursed fate, when suddenly the door burst ajar. Who could that be? A savior or another foe? I opened up my eyes, already glazy with tears, and peered at the visitor. He was a man. A beautiful man. A beautiful, angry man. I couldn’t tell distinctively his facial features because of my tear clothed eyes, but even as I laid as dead underneath my assailant, I could feel his rage rolling over him like waves. “Who dares to interrupt my pleasure time? My assailant asked, about to turn his head way back to see who had been standing by the door, when suddenly, in a twinkle of an eye, his head went off flying from his neck, to the ground idly. And so, I screamed; especially as I felt his blood splatter all over my chest and face. But in my screaming and shocked state, I was still able to hear the first words of the man since he had stepped into the room. “How dare you to touch my mate?” He roared. ***** Olivera, the only wolfless girl in the Red Moon’s Pack was captured alongside her best friend by the deadliest pack in the entire region. While performing her slave duties for the new pack, she was almost raped by her taskmaster, but for the intervention of Raul, the Alpha of the pack, who is reckoned for his infamous curse, ruthlessness and womanizing traits. Journey along with Olivera, and see how a shy, seizure plagued wolfless girl tamed the big bad alpha, especially when it was discovered that she was a hybrid, the chosen world who would restore peace between the two supernatural realms at war.

*COMPLETE* [Warning: Mature Content, R18, Contemporary-Fantasy setting] Evanescence "Evan" Holz, a billionaire businessman, received a souvenir from an obscure country that creates s*x dolls called “Eternity Women.” These "Eternity Woman" are life-like and turn alive once activated. To activate them, you need to "use" them. There's only one way for anyone to use a doll: You "play" with them. But what if these Eternity Women weren't just s*x dolls that magically come alive? What exactly is the mechanism behind Eternity Women that makes them into sentient beings in the first place? Is it just the pleasure, or there's something else, something sinister, that gives them life? That’s for Evan to find out. *** EXCERPT: "Raise your hips," he ordered. His voice was husky and demanding. Eternity quickly did as she was told to do. He wasn't a mind reader, yet he knew that it filled her with desire that he was talking to her in such an authoritative manner. Evan slipped Eternity's panties quickly off of her, giving them the same treatment as her bra once they were removed. He flung them away with no care as to where they would land. He nudged her legs wider apart using his, signaling the impending act. As Eternity called it, 'penetrative intercourse.' "May I?" he asked, even though he knew how much she wanted it. She nodded, tears trailing down her cheeks because of how much she had done. "F*ck me, Evan."

Summer's life was suddenly uprooted with her dad's announcement that they were moving. Senior year in high school was not her ideal time to move. She'd spent all her life with the same kids, she had friends, she was comfortable and settled. She had even recently gotten her dream boyfriend and they were going to prom. Her dad's job was transferring him across the country to a snowy wasteland on the edge of civilization. The pay was apparently much better, but what's the point if she has to start all over? She didn't understand why her dad was so set on making them move. Summer was determined to hate her new home and everything about it, until she met Caspian Frost. Frost was the most beautiful man she'd ever seen. He was larger than life, he intimidated her, he was probably way out of her league, but there was a strange chemistry between them that she couldn't resist. At thirty-two, Caspian Frost was about to become the alpha of his Winter Clan and shortly afterward have his mate marking ceremony. He was a respected wolf shifter, a successful CEO, had a shifter that he was intending to mark, and this year his clan was hosting the Tetrad Ball and Scavenger Hunt. He didn't have time for a budding romance, especially not with some eighteen year old little wolf shifter who hadn't even had her first shift yet and certainly not one from the rival Summer Clan. Every shifter had three fated mate choices, but they usually didn't meet all of them in their lifetime, they would feel a connection to all three, but the strength of the pull was not the same. He'd heard stories about the pull between first fated mates, but he couldn't have imagined it'd be this powerful. He'd always assumed that he'd end up with his childhood friend Maura who was his third chance mate choice and the shifter he'd intended to mark during the ceremony. Not only did he meet his first chance mate, he was also her first chance mate. Although Summer's wolf hadn't appeared yet, he could sense her presence calling to him. Unfortunately, Summer wasn't even aware of her wolf's existence yet, or at least that's what everyone expected to show up. Although Frost was determined to avoid Summer, he couldn't stay away. Especially not when the Tetrad Ball approached, more of the rival clan members arrived, and mysterious deaths started occurring. It took all of Frost's determination to not bite Summer and claim her immediately when he saw her second and third chance mates sniffing around. He wanted to put his mark on her so badly he could barely think, but he wanted her to consciously choose him too. The trick would be to keep her safe and mark free until he managed to claim her for himself.

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] Born with a mark that was never intended… Gifted with intelligence and skills far more advanced than her peers. Elsa Morgan didn’t experience the normal childhood that everyone had. Always been haunted by her nightmares and by unexplainable events since she was young. Elsa became a doctor to find answers. Destined to bear sufferings and do what is right for his people… Chris Jorgensen was bound to the woman he had not met yet and marked without knowing what he had done. In order to lead his kingdom to glory and victory, he must find her first no matter what it takes, even if it means crossing the other world. Two worlds apart that defy what is the norm in their worlds. Brought together by the invisible tie that binds them together. Or is it true love that defies all reasons? When accidents turn out to be fate in disguise, will they be able to reject the strong pull towards the person who turned their whole world and everything they worked hard for upside down? ******** “What the hell! I told you not to move!” Elsa shouted while running back to the man, who lifted his head and smirked at her. Elsa screamed when the naked man abruptly pulled her onto his lap and started sniffing her all over her body, especially on her chest, hair, and neck. She heard her dogs growl and come closer to the man but quickly calmed down when he gave them a quick glance, and it absolutely surprised her. “What are you doing!” Elsa pushed the naked man on the chest for she could feel him hard down there and it was making her really uncomfortable. “Your smell… Mmm… Lavender and blueberry… God, you smell divine…” The man casually said before burying his face in her neck and sniffing her hard. “You pervert!” With all her strength, Elsa pushed him once again and slapped him so hard that she also hurt her palm, making his head turn to the side on impact. She briskly stood up and shouted, “Nile, tackle! Girls guard!” In a swift move, Nile jumped to the naked man tackling and pushing him to the ground while Ciel, Gaia, and Nuri surrounded him, not removing their gaze from him while growling and showing their sharp teeth and fangs. But then a more powerful force is pulling her eyes beyond the man’s buff chest and deep in her mind she convinced herself that she would do this because she is a doctor and he is her patient– an injured patient, she reminded herself. She would look at him only to see the extent of his injuries and nothing more. She is a doctor… A licensed professional for God’s sake! ‘How can I buckle him up if it’s on the way of the strap? Should I move it to the side?’ Elsa was having a battle in her head ultimately muddled about whether she would touch it or not. From the way he looks, she is sure that he is heavy and she must use the straps properly to be able to securely drag him to her car for both their safety. ******** Chris pretended to be sleeping while he let himself heal, or so he thought. The sedative took a while to have an effect on him. But eventually, he dozed off and was unconscious for real this time. He opened his eyes and saw white walls and someone was holding his right hand. He sat up and saw the red-haired woman’s hand on top of his while her wrist was glowing. Chris’ eyes widened, he held his shoulder and shook her up, “Wake up! There’s a glowing mark on your wrist!” But no matter how hard he wakes her up, she’s not opening her eyes. “You are mine, Elsa. And I am yours.” Chris moved his face closer to hers and planted a soft gentle kiss on her lips. “Whoever you are, Elsa, I will protect you. Even if it’s from the man that you call Dad.” Chris whispered as if someone would hear him. Completed Book: CEO's Contract Obsession ********

Emily had taken off her gown, and was bare before Charles. No piece of clothing was seen on her. "My family moved to a place I do not know." Her voice was faint, and it was almost like a whisper as she moved closer to him. He took a step backward, but his eyes went all over her body. "I want us to break the mate bond we have together." Her hands touched his chest. "It's important for me to break the bond." To him, breaking the mate bond wasn't the issue. The issue was in the method she wanted to use in breaking the bond. Of course he would have gone ahead with it as his eyes were too busy outlining her body. He was simply putting up an hesitation just so he wouldn't seem cheap to her. She poured a can of oil on her body, rubbing it all over her breasts, and down to the line between her legs. "Do we really need sex for this?" His curiosity led him to ask. "Yes." She nodded multiple times, sniffing him. "It's a different process of rejection." ******************************************** Emily could never count herself as a normal werewolf all because her inner wolf, who called herself Katie, had a consciousness that could make her exist alone. Katie was able to touch, and co-exist physically with her. One of Emily's major flaws was her inability to find a mate even after surpassing the normal mate finding age of eighteen to twenty four. Later on, she found Charles as her mate, but there was still an issue. Charles was already the mate to Raguel, the alpha of their pack, making it a bizarre occurrence between him and Emily. For that, he had left the pack, leaving her and Raguel behind. It was complicated that Charles and Emily's family weren't in the same world as her, and she needed to find them. Her dream had revealed him to have killed her mother, and her aim of getting revenge had to be through sex. How was she going to do that? Katie found a different mate for herself, and it was also the same day Emily finally found a mate. How were they going to adapt to these changes? Was Katie no longer part of her? Or could her rejection of Charles be the issue?

Theodore was not satisfied with just looking at her, he wanted to touch her. He slowly raised his hand and approached Princess Adeline. But Adeline subconsciously pulled back and shouted again, “I have already warned you, not to do anything like before. Or else I will…” Instantly, Theodore’s cheerful face turned grim. His golden eyes were now blood red and were staring very deeply at Adeline’s eyes. He was starting to emit a dark aura around him. Before Adeline could react, in the very next moment, Theodore pushed Adeline flat on the bed and was on top of her. He pinned both of her hands down with his hands and whispered near her ear, “Or else you will what? You will shout for your maids again?” Theodore sniffed in the sweet aroma that Adeline was giving off and gave a wicked smile, “Oh! I want you to try. I want you to try calling for your maids again. But don’t be shocked when I seal your juicy lips with my own lips.” Adeline had never in her life expected to see this side of Theodore. Yes, she knew he was the Devil but... [Book 1 Synopsis] Princess Adeline is the youngest child of King Dragomir of Wyverndale. She is detested by her stepmothers because she is born to a concubine – the only woman whom the King loved. And she is envied by her stepbrothers and stepsisters for being adored and loved by the King. Blinded by jealousy, the first Queen orders Princess Adeline to be kidnapped and thrown into the faraway Devil’s Cave as an offering. Her fate was to die that evening. However, her fate got rewritten by the very creature who was supposed to take her to her deathbed. The Devil took pity on the Princess and even went as far as sharing his demonic power with her. Ever since that day, her fate was bound to the Devil Prince of Hell – Prince Theodore. With time, love blooms between the son of God and the daughter of humans. They are madly in love and they want nothing more than to be together forever. However, with the rise of several enemies, from other fallen angels, supernatural creatures, and even God himself, will they get their forever after? [Book 2 Synopsis] **Spoiler alert for Book 1** Adeline and Theodore have a beautiful daughter – Ariel. She is the definition of perfection because God himself created her to be without any flaws. God wants to hand over the whole universe to his granddaughter and retire from his duty as the Supreme Being. However, nobody else wants that future for Ariel. Ariel, on the other hand, is oblivious to her grandfather’s plan for her. She is a free spirit who always has a wide smile on her face. And the only thing she wants to do is go on adventures with her childhood friend – Damien and her cousins. But will she be able to maintain the smile on her face upon being faced by God? Will she be able to maintain her friendship with Damien when he discovers a gut-wrenching truth – that Theodore was the one to kill his father? Follow me on Instagram for more. https://www.instagram.com/sani_mimosa/ This art was commissioned from Shu G Sin. Find him on Insta gram @shu_g_sin

Dans un monde où la magie des éthers est à la fois source de vie et de destruction, **Lyra Faelwyn**, une jeune mage, et ses compagnons se retrouvent plongés dans une lutte épique contre **les Nephos**, une organisation maléfique dirigée par le sinistre **Malachai Darkborne** et son bras droit **Enzo** . Leur objectif : contrôler un artefact ancien capable de manipuler les éthers et de plier le monde à leur volonté. Après une première confrontation avec les Nephos, Lyra découvre l'existence d'une prophétie liée à un cristal d’éther légendaire. Avec l'aide des archives de son grand-père **Elric Faelwyn** et de ses alliés — le vaillant **Kaelen Stormblade**, la magicienne **Sylara Mystwind**, et le voleur discret **Varen Shadowvale** — elle entreprend un voyage périlleux pour trouver le cristal avant que les Nephos ne s’en emparent.

"Carmine... I'm about to...." "Not before I taste you." He delivers me, permitting my legs to drop. "Taste..." He slides down my body and throws my legs over his shoulders with my back squeezed against the chilly metal wall. His warm, thick tongue plunges inside my hot pussy. "Fuck..." I toss my head back, scaling the wall, yet he grasps my thighs, holding me set up. His tongue twirls around my clit, sucking and licking in a way that creeps me out. I curve into him, riding his face, grasping his hair. Sweet delivery is inside my grip, and he keeps sucking, licking, focusing on the areas that settle on me wriggle and decision his name. The stars glint behind my shut eyes, and I open them, gazing at the roof. My shirt is open, Carmine is between my thighs, and give up is torn from my spirit. My climax collides with me like a wave, shaking my entire body and making me pant for air. Carmine clutches me until the last quakes die down before he stands up and kisses my temple delicately. "Much obliged to you," I murmur energetically, resting up against him for help as we both catch our breaths. "That was only the tidbit." Carmine sneers and presses a modest kiss all the rage before at long last squeezing the lift button and getting it under way once more. "Imagine a scenario where somebody saw us." I look at the camera, feeling anxious briefly at the prospect of my own standing and vocation. "They'll be biting the dust to understand how I intend to treat you." With his lips squeezed against my neck, the lift entryways open on the highest level of the extravagant inn, and he ventures out. A dazzling perspective on the city underneath should be visible from the glass walls, the horizon with lights that sparkle and shimmer in the evening. The impression of the actual room is reflected against them, making a wonderful sight. "This is lovely." "Not more lovely than you." He accumulates me in his arms and conveys me inside. He thuds down on the love seat that sets before the lit chimney. With the perspectives on New York around midnight radiating through the windows, he starts to take off my garments. I rapidly copy him, anxious to taste him the manner in which he tasted me. I push his coat off, dropping it to the floor. Then, at that point, I unfasten his dress shirt, tearing his undershirt until I'm holding his solid arms and kissing across his characterized chest, the skin of which I scratched with my nails during my delivery. "You're awesome." "I'm a long way from it, bellissima. Presently, let me see you." He pulls from me and stops to respect me for one minute. The white ribbon bra differentiating against the tan skin and dim twists falling thickly over my shoulders. "Strip for me."

[Mature Content] A humble shop owner struggling to make ends meet in the modern world, storms into a company to demand her money back for a defective vibrator when she meets the arrogant and dangerous boss, Alaric Draconis. In a twisted tale of rags to riches, love and war; something dark lies just beneath the surface, challenging Ari's world as she knows it. There are things out there that prey on humans, hidden councils that keep mortals oblivious to the bloodthirsty beasts that lurk in the shadowed streets of Seattle Washington. In a world of witches, ghosts, succubus', werewolves, and vampires, Ari is the most dangerous piece in the game: a blood doll that strengthens a vampire's ability. The ultimate weapon between warring supernaturals. —————————————————————- Ari used a single hand to dig into her bra, retrieving her cellphone. "I will not grovel like some sinner in church. Are you secretly some kinky priest?" She waved the device at the door guard. The threat was mostly empty. She couldn't really afford to be involved with the authorities and explain why she'd stormed into the building to begin with. The silence grew as she waited with baited breath. Please let this work. Please let this work. She prayed in her mind. "I don't think you understand, Ms. Ari. A man such as myself doesn't aim for success with the idea of only pleasing some of his genuine audience he appeals to. The goal is perfection, and I've had that for ten years until today. I couldn't care less if you were God," He spoke lowly, then said. "If I can't handle a woman with a mouth I shouldn't run a company." Alaric chuckled lowly beneath his breath and rested a fisted hand against his mouth where he bit on each knuckle slowly. This woman surely had an interesting thought process, especially the vocabulary of words she used in a sentence when speaking about him. "A priest?" His naturally almond shaped eyes seemed to almost narrow more than they had, smooth wrinkles scattering at the corner of each eyelid. Another glint of red light flashed onto the surface of those Grey hues from the various city lights flashing through the large floor to ceiling windows. Dark clouds loomed behind him, and when he stepped forward and crossed the room, he'd seemed like he flew down from them; some fallen angel who'd descended from grace. The speed was quick. In one blink he stood in front of her, his hand coiling around her wrist tightly. "I've been many things in my life, but priest isn't one. I've been an angel, helping those in the community stand on their feet. I've been patient, and I've been the devil to those whom I dislike. Being on my bad side isn't where someone would like to stay if they had any sense. Apparently you don't have that. Let me tell you exactly what would've happened had you called the police. They would've come right in here and ignored everything they saw. Why? Because money and fear keeps people's mouths closed." Yanking her lifted arm downward, he forced her onto her knees before him, his gaze glinting in the darkness. "And only an idiot would forget to apologize when they attempted to swindle someone out of their league. If you want a new product, fine. But you won't be getting your money back. Remove your rude comment off my site and all will be forgotten."

Dragons, Werewolves and Vampires, with a ruthless powerful deity who ruled them all. Aliya Thompson, a powerful ancient being who believed she was human. Arthur Zendragon the ruthless deity who controls the world. Maya Colton, a slave werewolf who was rejected after being mated. An heir was all Arthur Zendragon wanted but there was a price to pay. THE CHALLENGE. Follow the stunning, daring Aliya Thompson and the beautiful resilient Maya Colton as they journey on self-discovery, leading to proving themselves worthy of winning the deity's heart. Surviving the gruesome wolf hunt may not be as easy as it seems and how about the deadly dragon fire and the Vampire Haze? Can the text of elements save them all? Aliya Thompson grows powerful but there is an enemy, lurking around. --------- "Who are you?" "My name is Aliya, my King" he continued sniffing the air with his hand tightly gripping my neck. "Aliya," he mused, "Since I cannot kill you, you will be mine to bed as I please. Lock her up." He ordered in a dangerous tone. I will have to prove to this beast that I am much more than an object for pleasure.

Hearing the door knob clicked, Bryce turned around to see a woman who had just stepped into his room and closed the door behind her. Huh! What is she doing? He was confused. Looking at her to explain why she's here, he blinked as Mel began to remove her clothes. Her eyes determined and the style and movement in which she was getting rid of her clothes was like that a high class seductress. He was too shocked to talk until her bra came into view. "Hum, what are you doing, Miss Melanie?" He asked, trying not to stammer. Mel paused and looked up at him. She had no idea why he's helping her, because she had nothing to give in return, so she deducted that he must want her body. She might not have anything, but she's a great beauty with and alluring body. To top it, even though she isn't happy with what she's about to do, she's sure she could give him a night to remember. She want something to make him keep helping her. She felt so confident that she could get her son back, because of this man in front of her. "I, hum thought you would want a nice time and relax after. I can do anything, but please don't give up on me. I can't live without my son." She said, tears already welling up in her eyes. Bryce's heart was shook greatly, but still composed himself. He chuckled softly. "Miss Melanie, if you have my body, I'm afraid you will have a debt to pay then, because as you can see, it's very precious." He said in praising tone for himself and Mel couldn't help but smiled softly. He then look at her seriously, "I will never get tired. You will get him back and I will support any revenge you want on them. Don't worry." He said and even though she was touched, she still couldn't believe someone would be this nice. "And you want nothing in return?" She asked and he shook his head. "I don't want anything in return. If I need something from you, I will work for it separately." He said in a mischievous tone and she wondered if he will ever want something from her, but still asked him again..... "Then, why are you helping me?" "Because I believe in love and what I see between you and your son is a type of love to be protected. I crave to be the protector of that." He replied with confidence ******* There are different types of mother in the world and if ranks were issued, she will be among the top. She's the definition of a mother.A mother who will do anything for her baby. A mother who will defend even the sweat that has been dabbed off her baby's forehead. You can't talk about anything related to her baby anyhow and not answer to her right there and then.If her baby is sick, she's sick.If her baby cries, she doesn't understand herself. Call her an obsessed mother, but that was how she believes she could protect her child. She wouldn't leave a room for him to be taken away.She will do anything for her baby .…… Meet CEO Desmond Bryce. A man who believed in feelings and couldn't look away from a struggling citizen.He couldn't stand injustice.Call him nosy, but that's him. He just couldn't help it, especially when he saw the sincerity involved.He was the gentle type when you're gentle and could give it hot when you think you're blazing. His motto; you get what you offer, so don't mess with me .…….. The love of a mother for her child and the heart that couldn't look away from injustice. This brings them together. Not this!Meet baby poop. The child that has the best mother in the world and his existence gives his mother the best man on earth. He brings them together.

It’s been a while since I came for a visit to Italy. I can still remember that rainy day when I met her. It’s started out with a little conversation, what was that we talked about…uh!. Oh yes, about our stay in Italy. Rain is pouring but my heart was beating faster than the droplets of water that was making her blouse wet and her black colored bra sticking out, literally sticking-out with her breasts seen because her top’s unbuttoned its upper three buttons. She didn’t care for she laughed with my lame jokes about the rain, the people we met while we were walking. I can’t remember where we we're headed but I just knew that she was the girl for me. I am a woman, born and raised in Italy until I reached 15 years old. I needed to go to a dormitory in the states and graduated at Harvard....yet, meeting Leila is different...she is different, wild, sweet, beautiful, crazy but sensitive. I am such a quiet person and so lucky to have her as a friend, but are we just friends or something more. I hated her guts, but the way she talks, smells and moves make me insane....