Dainty Hooligan

Xue Xi ist gezwungen, sich bei ihrer ersten Begegnung auf den ersten Blick in diesen gefährlichen Mann zu verlieben. Da der Tod die einzige andere Option ist, macht sie den ersten Schritt: "Ich bin reich und ich kann kämpfen." "Sei mein Freund und ich beschütze dich." Von da an verbreitet sich langsam die Nachricht, dass die älteste Tochter der Familie Xue und beste Studentin einen Gigolo hält. Leider ist sie jemand, der die Menschen, die sie ihr eigen nennt, mit aller Kraft beschützt, bis zu jenem schicksalhaften Tag, an dem sie den Mann hinter sich vor den vermeintlichen Hooligans schützt und kalt verkündet: "Mein Freund ist schüchtern, also kommt lieber zu mir, wenn ihr ein Problem habt." Die Hooligans blicken ängstlich in Richtung eines gewissen Big Bosses, der beschützt wird. Der berüchtigte "Black Yama" hat also tatsächlich ein solches Hobby?

"Come here, little one!" "No way!" What to do when the wife is angry? The big-shot CEO is filthy rich, showering her with extravagant displays of love every day! Today a luxury car, tomorrow a mansion, the day after a private jet... In a media interview: "What was the most expensive gift you have given your wife?" "So far, our son!" "You treat your wife so well, she must surely love you!" CEO laughs confidently, "Without a doubt!" Arriving home, his delicate wife throws a divorce contract at him, "Dongfang Yu, sign this!" "Hai Xiaotang, all you think about is divorce. Don't think I can't handle you!" The CEO, full of fury, cracks his knuckles, "A washboard, an abacus, a keyboard, a durian...choose one!" "Durian!" The CEO ends up kneeling on the durian with a thud!

Chloe was the second daughter of the Bishop family, she was the girl who had it all breathtaking looks, a foster father who loved her as much as his own biological daughter, and a fiance who was handsome and rich. But nothing was perfect in this world. It turned out she also had a foster mother and sister who could ruin everything she had. The night before the engagement party, her foster mother drugged her and plotted to send her to hooligans. Fortunately, Chloe went to the wrong room and spent a night with a stranger. It turned out that man was the CEO of America's top multinational group, who was only 29 but on the Forbes List. After having a one-night stand with her, he proposed, "Marry me, I will help you to take revenge."

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”

Heh... Looks like I'm finally dead. My streak has ended with one. last. kill. You know, I just want to come back to life. I want to be good this time. I never knew the benefits of being a good guy. I want to feel the pleasure, the sincere goodness of what it feels like to be liked by the people around you. Hah... All I ever had were my goons who followed whatever order I gave them. They didn't like me. They were scared of me. At least I gave it my all, and they respected me, not for personality or whatever. More like, the sheer terror of what I'm capable of. Now, I'm dead. They'll just take over my spot and have fun for once. Now I can rest in complete silence as the world starts to crumble, piece by piece... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ John Hill. A world-class criminal, who has been on the run since the age of 11. His first heinous act was stealing some money out of a cash register. Of course, he was caught. Being the simple 11 years old he was, he got let go. John talked with his parents about how stealing was bad and that you could go to jail. All those words, in John's mind, were all funny words. He didn't care if he went to jail, he didn't care if it was bad. All he wanted to do was to have some fun. So... He began stealing again. This time, to not get caught, he developed tactics. He wrote down specific times when a guard or cashier went off duty. He kept track of his victims and knew when to strike. This made him smarter than the average human being. Though he didn't go to school, he was self-taught with books he stole from the library. He was infamous. Everyone around the world knew who he was and they were scared. Someone at the age of 11 shouldn't know how to rob banks, or break into safes, or learn how to drive a car? Then at the age of 26, we started his own gang of hooligans. They robbed banks, toppled many famous industries, and had their own private drug company that was known world-wide by only the underground. And on that day, at the famous new Titanos Bank, is where it all went down... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my first novel and I hope you guys ( the audience ) enjoy it. If you don't find it appealing, do tell me. I will do anything in my skills to up the story, keeping it nice and firm, while making it very interesting for all those alike. If you enjoy it, please do think about leaving reviews, voting, or sharing it to others. I appreciate those who consider reading this novel, and I hope to see you all till the very end. - Author

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

[SLOW BURN} (CHECK OUT MY NEW MAFIA ROMANCE. OUT NOW!) "You can't hurt me anymore, Ace. I'm not that crybaby you used to know," she warned, taking a step back. "Who said anything about hurting anyone, darling? There's only one place I need to cry for me. One very," his eyes trailed down her body, and stopped between her thighs. "Very moist place." He took two steps forward, and closed the gap between them. Ace is the legitimate heir to the Atticus dynasty, but there's a condition. Grandpa before his death says he cannot fully inherit everything until he gets married, and stays married for at least a year. Quick to think, he finds a solution to his dilemma; A contract marriage. With the help of his personal assistant, Grant, He finds Fay Landon. Dainty Fay that cries a lot, and can talk a storm. He vows it's only a marriage of convenience, until the redhead let's her hair down, and shows him the woman behind the tears. She falls first, but he falls harder. In the middle of the war for a billion dollar empire, heartless Ace Atticus will learn that to come out victorious, he needs a Fay up his sleeve. THIRD MONTH OF WIN-WIN. PLEASE SUPPORT ME WITH YOUR VOTES, COLLECTIONS, REVIEWS, COMMENTS, AND GIFTS. THANK YOU.

When you picture the apocalypse, the end of civilisation, what comes to mind? Maybe it’s a scorched earth, covered with craters and mushroom clouds from distant explosions. Perhaps it’s dilapidated camps full of hooligans and outcasts, murdering each other for sport. Possibly a nuclear winter, with mutated remnants of what used to be humans, reduced to mindless horrors. For our main character, however, the apocalypse is a mystery, waiting to be unraveled through exploration and survival.

The Crowned prince Shahzaib Al-Qadri, set out to explore the southern kingdom for the very first time. He was exhilarated for the adventurous trip with his companions but what he did not expect was, he would come across an ethereal Maiden Inaya Al-Amir, who managed to steal his breath away at mere first sight. Even though the lady belonged from a wealthy merchant family but she was no nobel. A royal prince was expected to be marrying a royal princess for it would determine the future of the Empire. A formidable emperor needs a vehement empress. Marriage between Royals are more of a convenience where feeling had very less value. Will the ruling emperor accept a citizen, as the Crowned princess and allow for her to rule beside the crowned Prince? What will Shahzaib choose when he was given only two choices, the throne or his love? Preview : Who are you?", Inaya asked, her voice was stoic and commanding. She pressed on the well built male's chest more, pressing the knife on the throat as a warning to obey her or she wouldn't hesitate to slice that neck. For the first time in his life he was surrendering willingly. "Can not you speak, you ignorant disrespectful hooligan", she exclaimed in frustration, "Considering our current situation, I shall not be the one to be addressed as hooligan", came a heavy manly voice which gave shivers down the lady's spine. "Do not try to twist the situation.. It is you who has been following me like a shameless stalker", she pressed the daggers more which gave a scratch on the prince's throat nevertheless, he did not even blink. "My dignity would never allow me to commit such hideous act, my lady", he stated firmly, "Your words extremely contradict your action", She narrowed her eyes at the other who let out a gruff chuckle which sounded unreasonably attractive. "I concede that my actions may seem like the accusations you have pressed upon me, but have faith in me for I am a slave of the Almighty, I shall never dishonor a woman", he exclaimed sincerely. Inaya's fierce facade faltered for a mere seconds but she again narrowed her eyes. "I am no fool.. Nevertheless I do not wish to be seen with an unknown man", Inaya finally retreated her weapon. "If you claim to be innocent then do not show me your fa-well do not appear before me", she cleared her throat awkwardly for the male's face was already covered. Shahzaib bit his lips to stop the laugh that almost slipped out but he remained unmoving nonetheless. She glared at him before storming off.

Ariella; A dainty princess who is being locked up and bullied by her brothers.she is forced to get married to the devil himself in exchange of wealth,protection,fame . She expectedly falls inlove with her strange husband with silver eyes unknown to her she's the right mate for him ,marked for thousand of years and she is the key to unlock his soul from the darkest pit of hell

Sophia won a multi-million dollar jackpot, and her mother demanded that she financially support her brother. Sophia refused, but her brother crashed her car into a local hooligan. The family, not wanting the brother to go to jail, even suggested that Sophia marry the hooligan. They claimed that as a family, they shouldn't haggle over such matters!

"What do you want? " "You "I'm not something you can have." "I know but I still want you." "Why?" The question came almost immediately. There was a smile on his lips that sent jolts into Ava's heart. "There is no reason at all except that... you are mine." His smile turned even wider when he saw her subtle reaction. ----- "You.. are mine." "Wha.. who.. are you? " His grey eye stare at the dainty figure writhing under him. Her deep forest green eyes were clouded with lust and confusion and her chubby cheeks were tinged red. Her red lips were parted as her breath came out in laboured pants. "Relax little rose," His sexy chuckle echoed next to her ears. "you'll see me... soon." Then Ava woke up. Her green eyes narrowed on his smiling face that was oddly familiar with the mysterious guy from her sweet nightmare. ---- Ava Rose Lee is a mysterious figure to the world. They only hear about her but no one has ever seen her or what she looks like. After Ava 'left' the academy where she grew up trained to be a merciless and ruthless assassin, she decided to lay low and enjoy the rest of her days just lazing around. She made her secretary Rue Yang in charge of managing the whole conglomerate that she singlehandedly made, with help from Ava's grandfather, Lothaire Lee, an influencial and wealthy business man with an empire of his own. Her peaceful and lazy life was disrupted when Gavriel Luxston, another mysterious personna came in to her life with a marriage contract. His presence, his aura, his attitude, about him attracted her, eliciting an unknown emotion deep within her. His presence threatened her life as well as those around her. Despite Ava's resistance, Gavriel did not give up. ---- "Even if you hide in the deepest part of the darkness, I'd find you even if it means entering into the black hole. Where ever you go, I. would. find. you." ---- Will Gavriel be able to convince Ava that his love for her was real. Join Ava Rose and Gavriel Luxston in their journey of revenge, love, lust and betrayal. Please support me as this is my first novel. Your votes, comments and reviews will be helpful.

If she was a character in a book, she would have been the perfect villainess created to disrupt the leads in their pursuit of true love. Born with a silver spoon, Sarah lived her life like a hooligan, loved like there was no tomorrow, and pursued whoever made her heart flutter. What is love? This question had always tormented her, daunted her, and haunted her for most of her life. Love made her unruly, made her happy, led to her fall, and made her lose everything that meant everything to her. Living a life filled with so many unanswered questions it wasn’t easy; that was until she finally found out what role she had been playing in the so-called book if she was a character in one; a pitiful cannon fodder. Unknowingly used by an enemy she had never met, Sarah found herself losing everything and everyone around her because of a love that was doomed from the beginning. And when she thought that everything was lost and gone, she found herself bound to a system that promised her riches, fame, and, above all, a second chance to rectify her wrongdoings. How will she use this opportunity? Will she forgive and move on with her life? Will she open her heart and find love? Or will she choose to have it all? Read more to find out!!!!!!!!!!!! Excerpt [Ding! Mission: Find a baby boy in 12 months. Reward: 1 skill art.] [Ding! Mission accomplished. The host successfully brought the first boy home. Keep up the good work and spread the word about what a fantastic cougar you are. How can you have just one boy as a qualified cougar?] [Ding! Issuing a chain mission. How can you, a great cougar, be satisfied with just one baby boy? Make it your mission to bring in as many boys as possible. Don't you think it's nice to have a lot of people around you who love you, care for you, and protect you?] [The mission's duration is indefinite, and the host should always keep in mind that all boys must be seven years younger, or more and rewards will be issued. I look forward to your commitment.]

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Where am I?" a small and dainty voice muttered nervously as she shivered in the cold because of her thin night dress. " Little lass, what are you doing in a dangerous region like this?" A deep and husky voice sounded right next to her red ear. [Hoho, what luck Mei Hua. Looks like you've encountered your first target] 'What. The. Fuck. ' .._.._.._.._ Mei Hua was originally a very feared and successful business woman. She was known for her many identities in the dark organization and was still hiding some identities in the dark. She had everything she could ever dream of, everything except a man. People said money couldn't buy happiness and she finally believed in the saying at the peak of her power. Every man close to her was either scheming or had bad intentions whatsoever but she did not let them go because she was desperate - desperate for closeness. Even if she forced a fake love to become real, she held on to that. Her partner, Feng Yun , pretending to be with her constantly, had taken advantage of this and with planning of over five years, he succeeded. Mei Hua would always take time off her schedule to go to some secret place to do secrative things.At this time of the year there was always highly trained mercenaries around her to prevent any accidents and assassinations but because of one slip up she lost her life. To whom? A man! She wakes up angry and done with men, so she adamantly rejects the System Gods offer. But when she hear about how she could play with the world's and the men to her advantage... ___ ___ ___ [Mei Hua it seems like your feeling are getting stirred up again...] " Oh, so my dead heart will beat again for scum men? " ["... cough, we aren't all scums.. "] "What? [Nothing..] "Hmph, let's go." [" Yes yes, little piggy."] " What did you-!? " ... " Ugh, I'm tired, so fvcking tired." Mei Hua complained in the system space. ["A-Mei..... "] " Who? What? And why'd you call me A-Mei?" " Right here behind you ... A-Mei. " " What.. !? -" ... A lie! A fvcking lie! What do anything I want!? I was tricked.. Tricked! -Mei Hua. Mei Hua is a bad b and won't fall in love for the time being. -Author. Crazy MLs.

"I don't care if you sleep with someone else, but my dear Hooligan, remember this, I will be the only one to fulfil your last wish." … "The only world to which I belong is you, is your heart." … Two men, with two different mindsets. But at last, it was her heart that would only beat for one! _____________________________________________________ Excerpt: "Whom do you choose Mr. Mighty President," The leader smirked, looking at the lady under his capture he continued, "Your ex-wife or the country?" Ian looked at the woman who had betrayed him for her own good reasons now denying to look into his eyes. Though he wanted to protect her, he couldn't at the risk of millions of people who unlike her at least trusted him. "Evacuate this place." His hoarse voice echoed in the whole haunted house. Mia looked at the leader of the terrorist group and sneered, "Dude, didn't I clear it when you first attacked me? We are on new slates now and he won't care even if I die! Tch Tch, you should have kidnapped his fiancé!" While the leader just couldn't accept the turn of events as he believed Alex still loved his ex-wife; at least that was what rumors revealed, Ian inched close towards her ignoring the guns that were pointed at him. "I am sorry, I have to leave you behind!" He said holding back the tears that still held warmth, cupping her face he kissed deeply, maybe a goodbye one! And as soon as he left, the leader took out his gun and pointed directly at Mia's head! Bam Bam Bam His rage overpowered the guilt and he needed to end her life according to the contract he had made! ++++ She was a happy-go-lucky lady from the heart but had a 'fierce fox' tag in the outside world. People wanted her to sit back and be a 'lamb' but she showed them her paws and pitied none. But fate played its cards and threw her into a hue of darkness. She was forced to leave the ones she loved and accept her destiny! Will she come back? Even if she did, who would she choose this time? The guy she loved or her childhood friend who loved her the most? --- Note- This book needs heavy editing as I wrote it during my freshman year. Life got busy during high school, so I had to take a very long hiatus. Now that I have returned, I will try to edit them slowly so please bear with it X﹏X

How does it feel to be alone at one's own wedding? That was the case for Xia Chenxing. Her groom was absent, and she had a rooster for a stand-in. Despite being married for three years, she never met her husband and was everyone's laughing stock and scorned because of that. But so what? No one would know her happiness! Sports cars, mansions, and luxury brands were all hers. She could wear a different set of clothes and jewelry every single day while never running out of money. Most importantly, she did not have to stress herself over procreating! Was there anyone who would not love a life of freedom and indulgence like this one? That is, until one day, she had to break into a private box to avoid some thugs and met a mysterious, cold man... and he had his sights on her. Xia Chenxing: I'm married. My husband will beat you up if you bother me again! The man's advances escalated instead of stopping, leaving Xia Chenxing falling apart from the inside, and she warned him again, "My husband and I love each other very much. Love is stronger than money, and you stand no chance. Give up!"The man appeared even more delighted at her words, and a faint smile appeared on his cold visage. One day, Xia Chenxing was finally pushed over the brink and snapped: Hey! Are you crazy? Why are you stalking a married woman?! Go to the hospital and get checked if there's something wrong with you. And stay away from me! That was when the man finally asked: What's wrong with me stalking my wife? Then, cupping her shocked, dainty face, he said: Good. Now call me 'darling'!

Rumor had it that the Lu family’s third son was ugly, vicious, and incompetent in that aspect. On the first day Yun Ni married Lu Ang, Old Master Lu issued her an order, “Bear a child at once!” Yun Ni was speechless. Bear a child? That could only happen if Lu Ang was capable! How could a man who couldn’t even get it up bear a child? Old Master Lu said, “I don’t care if he can bear one or not. You two still have to have a child.” That would mean… they must engage in sexual activities? Strangely, Yun Ni understood Old Master Lu’s underlying meaning, and began thinking of ways to help Lu Ang regain his masculinity. If he couldn’t get hard, no problem. They would find the source of the problem and begin treatment there! The doctor said, “There’s nothing wrong with Third Young Master’s reproduction organ. He probably can’t get it up due to a mental issue.” And so… Yun Ni came out fresh from the shower, dressed in a sensual and revealing night gown, and knelt down before the man’s legs. She lifted her fair and dainty face to say, “The doctor asked me to give you kisses.” The doctor retorted, “No, I didn’t! You’re spouting nonsense!” Lu Ang was speechless. He realized that his newlywed wife was oddly obsessed about their couple life. She kept changing looks to seduce him and tried many different tricks, forcing him to exert all effort to prevent himself from being exposed… After Yun Ni failed to get him hard even after trying everything, she gave up in despair. But at that moment, Lu Ang, who had been speeding up his plan in secret, resolutely carried Yun Ni into the bedroom the instant his plan had succeeded. “Sweetheart, I’m done. We can enjoy our couple life now!”

Kalan, a forcefully retired veteran, gets dropped down into the dainty body of her alternate self. Navigating through court politics, the different set of expectations from a matriarchal society, and a beaten down husband, Kalan works hard to go home and strangle the person responsible for her life being ripped away.

An ordinary worker falls asleep during the height of the book she's reading, and finds herself awake surrounded by panicking people. Unfazed, her demeanor got cut short when a wrinkly hand reached out to hers. She turned to the owner and saw an old man, looking at her lovingly as he kissed her dainty hand.  "My Astrea," Turns out, she's their supposed princess, and she just awoke from death. What a convincing plot, right? Surely it was all just a dream; not that she was complaining. If it was a dream, it's just about time 'til her alarm goes off and wakes her. News flash! It's not a dream. Finding out that she really has been transported into the body of the villainess of her favorite book, the protagonist tries to find a way to go back, to no avail. Until her father- her body's father, tells her she's betrothed to the fearsome war veteran Duke. Finding it useless to stop it, she accepted and began to live her life as the villainess and wife of the infamous, ugly, disfigured and evil duke.  Until she finds out one day that her groom was not only not evil, she wasn't a husband, either.

| WPC #153 World of Villains Gold Tier | How great is it to actually get a system and transmigrate to different worlds? But how unlucky is it to transmigrate only into villainesses... Avina is a good girl with good grades, good looks, and good friends. Only thing is that she has princess syndrome. And now faced with an unfortunate, unwanted, undesirable death, she has a system and has to transmigrate into different worlds in order to live once more! Hmph! This Princess is so good looking and beautiful! I have no reason to waste my precious hands to push a peasant! I am so beautiful and talented, how can I hang on one tree! It’s not him who doesn’t need me, but ME who doesn’t need HIM! System: Host, shouldn’t you flatter the target and gain good will? Avina: It is beneath me to flatter a hooligan. Hmph! Warning Notice: Content is PG; mild hints of inappropriate language but still safe to read :) [SCHEDULE]: the goal is daily, the dream is double daily, the min. is 3x per week, Author Intro./Diary has more info

A girl about 20 to 21 years old is mourning, lamenting saying for whosoever passes through my life for good or bad may heavens repay you back bountifully and abundantly she is grieved, her heart is tightening, her name is Juni. Juni was a beautiful girl but not like those girls in magazines she has a distinctive personality; one who can laugh at anything, including themselves, and one who is especially kind and caring to others. ... She is a woman who can inexplicably make you feel really good just by being around her, and yet brings such great sadness when she is gone. Everything about her is mesmerizing. Her smile and laugh can stop you dead in your tracks, and her eyes seem to light up the world when they smile. Everything about her redefines perfect. She has the ability to make anyone forget how to breathe. She may cause stomach sickness, headaches, inability to think, weakness of joints/bones- making it hard to stand up straight near her. She had a shapely figure she wasn't slim but with perfect body and curve she was wasp-waisted she had glossy skin she had slender eyebrows her eyelashes were velvety She had sea-nymph ears she had a dainty nose she had shiny, halo-white teeth her fingernails were varnished her hair was black tinted with gold at the lower part she had rapture-blue eyes she had pouting lips syrup-sweet lips. She had a joyous personality with a soothing voice. It was a pity she felt betrayed by her loved ones she was in her state of nightmare hearing someone saying don't cross the ocean for people who wouldn't cross a puddle for you. Do you hear me Juni? she swore in her dreams to have a sweet revenge.

It was unnatural for the Count to find his mate amongst werewolves. This wasn't in the favor of the Count especially with Austin hovering around for the least chance. She wasn't left out nor forgotten or unloved. Simply cherished and fitted in to the clique. Even her father's death didn't weaken her until the whole ordeal sweeps her off her feet. She didn't think she was not blessed by the Mother Luna. she just said it's not her time. She finds her mate somewhere else, totally uncalled for but still didn't hold any grudge against Mother Luna. Until the whole ordeal sweeps her off her feet, I repeat. He wasn't to her expectation and she wasn't to his . They refuse their bond battling against themselves who could resist the most. But every time they are away it feels like a part of them is missing. The common enemy of both parties use this to their advantage. The mateless Alpha thinks he has his way around with the mate of the Count of the Vampires. The source of descendants to the extension of the royal family. But the Count wouldn't have it. Maybe her tears might fall from all these hooliganism. But mind you, Latiffah Howell never, ever cries! ~`~`~`~`~`~` "Do you mind?" Latiffah growls at the sinisterly handsome fellow before her. "I'm running late." He ignores her and holds her chin towards him. "Absalom had to give me a spitfire for a mate, didn't he?" He chuckles softly. Other Alphas and onlookers watched fascinated. This was meant to come to a truce with the vampires not to help the Count find his mate. "What are you?" His devilish smirk turned to a frown. Though her fragrance was enticing, she did not smell Vampire. It was the same smell from four, five years ago. The Alphas began looking at themselves signalling each other as they thought of the same thing. Knowing the Count's mate belonged to their kind, they could use her to fend off the Vampires. Their malicious gears began turning. This is written in 1st and 3rd person point of view.

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A man so quiet so dainty so....harmless what can this person do wrong? "Help me my lord for I have sinned" A cry was heard echoes of his own voice rang through the abandoned chapel. How could you help someone so monstrous? Is it an excuse if they are the only person who have cared for you? Would you remove your morals? Or would you choose to be a hero? .... owned by Tofu_M. any republishing or reposting of this novel is and will never be allowed. ... This novel contains graphic things involving mentions of murder, substance abuse and religion. Please read at your own risk.

Chloe was the second daughter of the Bishop family, she was the girl who had it all breathtaking looks, a foster father who loved her as much as his own biological daughter, and a fiance who was handsome and rich. But nothing was perfect in this world. It turned out she also had a foster mother and sister who could ruin everything she had. The night before the engagement party, her foster mother drugged her and plotted to send her to hooligans. Fortunately, Chloe went to the wrong room and spent a night with a stranger. It turned out that man was the CEO of America's top multinational group, who was only 29 but on the Forbes List. After having a one-night stand with her, he proposed, "Marry me, I will help you to take revenge."

That's enough." He said. "Let her go!" His voice came sharp as steel and in command. The man let go and I almost fell on my knees, weakened from days of starvation and caged in the storage. I looked at him uncertain what to do or think. The mysterious man observed me for a few seconds then strode over to his horse, fetching a flask of water. He loosened the lid and handed it to me. I snatched it from his hand like a feral animal and drank and drank until the last drop of water fell in my mouth. I was thirsty and dying, I couldn't get enough drink of water. He offered me spiced rice ball next and I consumed every bit of it in front of him without feeling any shame or reserved daintiness. I didn't care, I was hungry. I could care less whether I looked like a starving animal or a woman. Once I'm done, he merely groaned and said..."Let's go." I understood right then that I was just sold to a new master, and he is now my new owner. My new owner mounted on his horse, I expected to walk while he rode when he offered me his hand to help lift me up behind him. His gesture surprised me, and I jerked at the sight of his wide palm, thinking he was going to hurt me. "Don't be scared." He murmured, his voice is a gentle wave of softness. "I will not hurt you like your previous masters

"Why... Why did you not let me die? why save me? why are you doing this?" Su Ruoyan questioned the domineering yet caring man who sat before her, his eyes carried a tender expression as he gently cooled her soup, His movements were so elegant as that of a well mannered and reserved royal princess meeting her prince charming for the first time, it was as if Mu Suhan had been magically enrolled in his own world, A world where their were only the two of them as he gently fed her everyday , while she stared at him questioning his gestures. Suddenly he put down the bowl and then picked a tissue and wapped the corners of her lips before his left hand travelled behind her neck, My Sihan burried his face in the nib of her dainty neck and then left fragile kisses, his lips trail to her ears, As he then let's out a breathless yet sorrowful whisper that leaves her puzzled especially when she meets his usual cold, emotionless eyes troubled, "Yan Yan, What if i told you that we have been here before," "That we had loved deeply loved each other before.." "......that....you dead on me....not once...but thrice....each time... earlier than . .the other,"

I was cheated on by my fiance and sister, Surrounded by hooligans and also met a vampire..oh wait not just any vampire but the 'vampire prince' all in one night