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The Male Lead is Obsessed with Me (Book 2)

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.
Mary_Algen_Guiang1 · 307.9K Views

Fated Baby of The Alpha (English Version)

Disclaimer: it's brand new story about werewolf and vampire that wrap in a different packaging. Different and still interesting! "Oh look, you're in a nice costume! You're hairy, and I like that," Marionette Alsen sighed, tracing the body of a man who was now above her. And the next day, she woke up without a single cloth and with scratches on several parts of her body. Unexpectedly, after that incident, Marion was chosen as William Reynz's personal assistant, and had to sign a strange contract. Since then, she has been forced to live an unconventional life, faced with William's strong sense of belonging to her, one of which is that she must always be with him wherever he is. Unfinished business as William's personal assistant which seems strange to her, the presence of Drake Wilmer disturbs Marion's life with his obsession and gentle demeanor, treating Marion like a Queen. Getting this treatment, made Marion lost in the charms and spells that Drake cast on her, made her fall in love with the man, until the relationship between them was too far away for William to know. A few weeks later Marion felt something different about her body. Morning sickness, cravings, even the uncontrollable gurgling of hormones she always felt whenever she was around William Reynz instead of Drake. Until a fact was revealed that she was pregnant, followed by another fact that the baby she was carrying might not be an ordinary baby. Who is the father of the baby? And will Marion be able to live a normal life after knowing all secrets in her life? #Werewolf #Vampire #hybrid #Billionaire #CEO #contractmarriage #harem *** Find my english work on GOODNOVEL. I working on Maximillian and Mirielle Reynz there, guys! Check it out! *** Where to reach me? Discord: Kennie Re #4440 IG: @kennie_r89 FB: Kennie Re Fanpage: Kennie Re - Author
Kennie_Re · 31.5K Views

Diva la Vida

[MATURED CONTENT!] Vol 1 [COMPLETE!] Vol 2: Prequel to Vol 1 [COMPLETE!] Vol 3: Final volume- [COMPLETE!] ----------------------------- Love, can be the fire that warms you on a cold night or the smouldering heat that destroys you. In Thalia Mirabel’s life, it looked to be the latter. She was a single mother with a sullied background. A society outcast. The very type that society looked down on. The last person anyone would want, or so she thought … In the depths of despair and about to lose her son, Thalia Mirabel Thebes accepts a contract that will change her life… but is it for the better or for the worst? Did she jump from the depths of the ocean into the arms of the devil himself? After her vow to stay away from the species known as man? Jorge Trimshaw was a Billionaire who knew his worth! A player and the ladies’ man in every way, the one man that every girl would wish to have, the one man that could get every girl he wanted. He went each day and each week with different girlfriends. He never bothered with their names, for he changed girlfriends like he changed his underwear, and for a clean freak, that was a hell lot of times. But why could he not get her name out of his mind? Would Thalia Mirabel trust and love again with this man who knew not what commitment was? As the saying goes, “Not all that glitters is gold…” How would these two complement each other or clash with each other as faith binds them? Cover art is mine. Art done by @korkor_gavi and final cover by me ^-^ This is an original story by me, Loctovia. Copyright 2023 {Drafted in 2022 and completed in July 2024} Please try to support me by reading the novel ONLY on Webnovel #dlvnovel #loctovianovels #divalavidanovel NB: Character images are AI generated from starryai.com*
Loctovia · 312.6K Views

The Devil in a Suit: Seducing the CEO

(Mature: Contains Sexual Content) Clarity Fane is a girl who never gives up. Known for being tough and determined, she does everything in order to provide for her family. Shameless. If Shameless. She would do all sorts of jobs just to make sure all her three siblings could go to school and make her father quit working from his dangerous job. And finally the day came where they had their own place, a fried chicken store that she's been saving up for three years. But... Eh? First day of opening and what had just happened? The place got DEMOLISHED?! Who was responsible for this?! Who was the heartless person who would do this?! Since that day everything took a turn for the worse. Desperation managed to overpower her strong resolve. She took a job that would give her a hefty amount overnight. She took the risk and dressed as a masked sexy sailor girl inside a gigantic box. But she didn't know that her decision would change her life… Jaxon Grant, a heartless domineering man. He would do everything just to get what he wants and wouldn't care about the consequences it gave other people. Completely indifferent and uninterested in other people's lives, he shows no sympathy for everyone. He was stone cold... A complete devil disguised in a suit. But one night changes everything... He finds himself being bewitched by a girl in a sexy sailor costume at the night of his friend's bachelor party. They both get drunk and do all the crazy things he never imagined he'd do for his whole life. For the first time ever in his life, he felt so alive. However, she completely disappeared the next day. He needed to find her. He knew there something about her... He needed to see more of her... Taste more of her... Will their paths cross once again? And… Will the devil in a suit find the girl who had the guts to seduce the evil CEO? Warning: 1.Smut 2.Swear words 3. Grammatical errors(punctuations… etc.)
Bishtf · 51.9K Views

Letters for my Mother

"Letters for my Mother" is a collection of thoughts, emotions, and socioeconomic factors that have hindered my mother and me until her passing in 2007. At that time, I was away from home, moving from place to place, bunking on my sister's house one year and moving on to the other like clockwork. It was traumatic for me since I grew up knowing that I come from a large family of twelve and now living with different people all together or sometimes coming home to find my big sister hasn't arrived from work, so it was books and TV to keep me company. Most of the time, they were trying times as distance kept my two brothers and me from bonding fully. I am glad that I found an outlet for my part where everything seems to be going and coming. What was constantly being right was I thank them fully for taking me to high school, where I found my calling. Art, for me, was a constant where everything is a variable. I never knew I was artistically gifted in all areas of art. I found myself doing drama and musical at form one barely one month into the school. Next year, I found myself in Environment and Science Congress. I had hoped initially that I would blossom to be a scientist. There was this character, Dexter's lab, where he was a boy genius living in a suburban home and having a secret lab in the basement; it was an eye-opening factor for me, and I had to exercise to the fullest. Form three and four were full of music and festival of arts; that was where I grew my art to visual, and poetry came to me as a second language. You probably have figured out that school for me was not for learning, rather for making friends and trying my foot in various forms of art. After high school and pre-youth and college year (I studied computer graphic design for three months, and I dropped out for one reason I will share in my latter works), I found my calling in theatre and performing arts. I loved being on stage, acting, and bringing characters to life with costumes and lights. Telling narratives to the audience and watching them move with awe and splendor. Some hated me from curtain raise to curtain call, booing me for being the antagonist, and applauded wildly when I played the hero. After a while, I felt sick and stagnant for doing the same thing and staging in the same theatre. I saw different cultures and people around Kenya, my country, and settled for drawing and writing poetry and books. To be honest, I was a bit skeptical about my works and would write and draw sketches, and if they don't work out, I would tear them out and flush them. I know I was my worst critic, but I had my first break at 2017 under Storymoja and mentorship of Muthoni Garland, Samira Mathews, and Monity Odera. I published a children's book, "Monsters Who Disobeyed," translated to Swahili, also known as "Malipo ya Ukaidi." It was a milestone for me. I really appreciate my efforts, and three years later, I compiled this book for myself and also the whole world as a reminder that you can be yourself and be the greatest version; you just have to believe. My shortcoming is that my mother, may her soul rest in peace, would be proud of the young man I have become, being that I have never had the chance to show her how talented I am. To all the dreamers and the creatives out there, I would like to give a nugget of wisdom to all that the first step is the hardest, but you will get there eventually. After a while, I must say I am well-versed with various art forms, and I speak the language fluently. As a reader and a fan of my work, I must acknowledge that it is a pleasure giving you access to my world, and I hope to share a room in your library as a favorite.
ODUOR_ISADIAH · 14.1K Views

Sin of (Lost) Kin: Wishing upon a Sullied Star

Let it sing, an ode from a faraway land. Nordarljós, it was named… a land full of wonder that once instilled a wonder to the eyes of many wanderers, A wintry wonder this land was filled with, yet looked stunning from the wondrous glow of many colors that spread amongst its night skies above… sparkling, Aurora Araviksne; most of the natives called it so. And most of the wanderers called it… the Northern Lights, Either names it held, such was a beauty of nature. Such was the way of nature to compromise with the other side of facade that was frigid cold and barren white, and to appeal the likes of those who both born in here and came here only just to get by while carrying on living… living on this land of a winter wonderland. Even though everywhere was plain in white—blanketed in snow—with hardly any exposed green and warm soil, even in summer. Life, however, endured; births continued. And for many unspoken generations, Life on this winter wonderland remained the same, Until that one fateful night… when Aurora Araviksne was lingering in the night cloudless skies… shining the long nighttime together with the Stars without the Moon. Such celestial objects shone as well the event that preceded—or rather, the cause of—the collapse of this winter wonderland, That one fateful night… in which a mysterious woman fell down from the height of the boundless skies, as if born out of the celestial body of a colorful curtain of Aurora Araviksne. A woman with an endearing and voluptuous body, ravishing long white-blonde hair and long-eared. Like a falling star she was, as though coming down from the heaven to this winter wonderland like a falling star so that many people made a wish upon. Such a falling star that should not exist by any means. Because such an existence would soon shatter the peace between the two Realms that had been living in harmony for many untold of centuries, And soon enough… the two Realms would wage war amongst themselves over the possession of the falling star. A war so devastating that it spared little to no survivors to tell the tale… the tale of a past that was once out there to be found,
Houraji · 5.6K Views

The memory trader

Title: "The Memory Trader" Plot summary: Sully is a skilled memory trader in a society where memories are bought and sold like commodities. In this world, memories are physical objects that can be extracted from individuals and traded on the open market. Sully is a master at reading people and uncovering their most valuable memories, which he then trades for profit. However, when Sully's wife falls ill with a mysterious disease, he begins to question the morality of his profession. He becomes obsessed with finding a cure and discovers that the Memory Keeper's Library may hold the key. Sully sets out on a dangerous journey to find the library and trade for the memories that could save his wife's life. Along the way, Sully uncovers the dark side of memory trading, including the exploitation of individuals for their memories and the creation of false memories for profit. He also discovers that the Memory Keeper's Library is not what it seems and that those who control it are willing to do anything to protect their power. As Sully delves deeper into the world of memory trading, he must confront his own moral code and decide whether to continue trading memories for profit or to use his skills for the greater good. Ultimately, Sully's journey leads him to a shocking revelation that will change the course of his life and the society he lives in forever. "The Memory Trader" is a thought-provoking novel that explores the implications and consequences of a society with memory trading, and the moral dilemmas that arise when memories are treated as commodities.
robert_aVa · 3.7K Views

Indra jatra

It is the biggest religious, cultural and historic street festival of Nepal, particularly within the Kathmandu valley and mainly observed by Newar community. Yenya means "Kathmandu festival" in Nepal Bhasa. It is the time when the advent of the monsoons is celebrated in the name of the rain god 'Indra'. The eight days long celebrations consist of two events. Indra Jatra is marked by masked dances of deities and demons (commonly known as Lakhe Naach, Mahakali Naach, Lusiki Naach and Dash Avatar), displays of sacred images and tableaus in honor of the Hindu deity Indra, the king of heaven. The other event is Kumari Jatra, the chariot procession of the Living Goddess Kumari. Three chariots carrying human representations of Goddess Kumari, Lord Ganesh and Lord Bhairava are pulled along the festival route through Kathmandu Durbar Square. Classical dancers, mask dancers of deities wearing different kinds of traditional masks and costumes and musicians also accompany the chariot procession. The dancing continues throughout the route to celebrate the visit of the rain god, Indra. The procession starts at around 3 pm. Indra Jatra was started by King Gunakamadeva to commemorate the establishment of the city of Kathmandu in the 10th century. Kumari Jatra, which means the chariot festival of Kumari, coincides with Indra Jatra. It was started in 1756 AD during the reign of Malla King Jaya Prakash Malla. Family members deceased in the past year are also remembered during the festival. The main venue of the festivities is Kathmandu Durbar Square. The celebrations last for eight days. There is a public holiday in Kathmandu Valley to mark the festival. Indra Jatra also marks the beginning of the festive season, which is preceded by major festivals Dashain and Tihar.
Sujal_Mhr · 1.2K Views

The Italian God

“I said,  go" I warn her. She scoffed and cursed in Russian under her breath. But made her way to the door. "It was nice meeting you" she addressed Maya who I think passed out. I walked to the pole and started untying her hands. I did it slowly so I wouldn't hurt her already bleeding fingers. She is going to be in a lot of pain tomorrow. I caught her before she fell and her face contracted in pain. My suit had blood on it as well, not that I cared. I carried her against my chest looking at her face. Her hair was a different kind of red. God I fucked up big time, she will definitely kill me. I walked with her in my arms out of the basement. "Oh god" I hear, I walked in to the living room. It was filled with Aria and some of her friends, also Enzo and Alessio, who was shaking his head at me when he saw Maya. "Who is she" I hear the girls whispering "Call the doctor" I tell them carrying her upstairs to my room. I sat at the corner of my room with a drink in my hand. With a clean fresh suit. I stared at her unmoving body on my bed, she looks so small on it. The doctor came and checked her body, she had bruised all over her body, a small concussion and her ribs were bruised. Veronica might have went over board this time. He cleaned her cuts and left a ton of medicine she has to take for the pain. He also attached a drip to her cause she was dehydrated. I cleaned her with wet towels and changed her filthy clothes. I was so thankful she didn't wake up, I didn't know how she would react to me seeing her naked. I noticed small cuts and scars on her upper thigh. She also had old ligature marks on her wrists. Something happened to her and I was going to find out what. I put her in one of my shirt and let her sleep. I had to chance into a new suit, my other one was covered in her blood. And I was meant to be at a party very soon. I had to make sure every gun and anything that can be used as a weapon was taking out of my room, I don't want her hurting anyone or me. And I know when she wakes up, she is going to want to kill me. I don't know what to do with her now and I couldn't let her go, she's seen too much. CIA agent Maya Reed is undercover in a mission In Italy, for the past 3 months. When her partner gets killed and all hell breaks loose. She gets kidnapped by the most power Mafia boss in Italy. She tries to escape still having faith that the Americans are looking for her. Not knowing they think she died. Lorenzo … Cold. Ruthless. Killer. I am respected and feared by all. I wasn’t put on this earth to love or be loved. I was put to be a killer, to be feared. When I find a strange girl in my club , killing two of my best costumers. I don’t let her live out of compassion. She’s a trinket, my plaything.
cluelessgixl · 1.3M Views
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