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Die Dämonenbraut

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel* Elise wollte sich gerade in das Kleid umziehen, das in der Ecke ihres Bettes lag, als sie ein leises Klopfen an ihrer Tür hörte. Neugierig drehte sie den Türknauf und sah einen großen Mann vor sich aufragen. "Meister Ian!" rief sie. Ian lächelte mit dem üblichen schelmischen Grinsen, das er immer benutzte. Seine purpurroten Augen wanderten ein wenig durch ihr Zimmer und entdeckten das schwarze Kleid über ihrem Bett, dann richtete er seinen Blick auf die Frau, die vor ihm stand. Er trat einen Schritt vor und sprach. "Woher haben Sie dieses Kleid?" "Mr. Harland hat es mir geschenkt." antwortete Elise und reckte den Hals, um zu sehen, wie sich Ians Brauen in seiner Eleganz zusammenzogen. "Weißt du, warum ein Mann einer Frau gerne ein Kleid schenkt?" Er gab das Rätsel auf, bei dem sie immer zweimal überlegen musste, bevor sie antwortete. Doch dieses Mal fand sie keine Antwort und schüttelte stattdessen den Kopf. "Ich weiß es nicht." Sein Grinsen wurde betörend, als hätte sich tief in seinen scharlachroten Augen etwas geregt. Langsam ließ er seine Hand über den Kragen ihres Kleides gleiten, was ihr einen kalten Schauer über den Rücken jagte, der sie für einen Moment erschreckte, da es eiskalt war. Nachdem er die ersten beiden Knöpfe ihres Kragens geöffnet hatte, neigte er den Kopf nach unten und flüsterte ihr ins Ohr. "Weil sie derjenige sein wollen, der den Stoff auszieht." Er hielt inne und küsste ihren Hals, wobei sich die blasse Haut rötlich verfärbte, bevor er seine Bewegung zurückzog, sie mit seinen Augen fixierte und gemächlich antwortete. "Leider kannst du das Kleid da drüben damit nicht tragen." Er gluckste und reichte ihr eine Schachtel in die Hand. "Die gute Nachricht ist, dass ich ein Kleid für dich vorbereitet habe." Elise war ein verfluchtes kleines Mädchen, das Geister sehen konnte. Ihre Familie hasste sie und schmiss sie von einer Adoptivfamilie zur nächsten. Doch das Unglück kam nicht allein. Als sie von ihrer Tante aufgezogen wurde, wurde sie als Sklavin verkauft. Als sie dachte, sie würde nur ein Opfer für den Zauberer werden, wurde sie von einem Mann gerettet, dessen Identität ganz anders war als die eines normalen Fabelwesens. *** Dieses Buch ist ORIGINAL und keine Übersetzung Autorendiskord beitreten: https://discord.gg/YPKueb4
mata0eve · 62.2K Views

La Mariée du Démon

*Roman historique fantastique à déroulement lent* Elise s'apprêtait à enfiler la robe qui était posée sur le coin de son lit lorsqu'elle entendit frapper à sa porte. Curieuse, elle tourna la poignée et se retrouva face à un grand homme qui la dominait. « Maître Ian ! » s'exclama-t-elle. Ian sourit avec le sourire espiègle habituel qu'il affichait toujours. Ses yeux cramoisis balayèrent brièvement sa chambre et s'arrêtèrent sur la robe noire posée sur son lit, puis se déplacèrent sur la femme qui se tenait devant lui. Il fit un pas en avant et demanda. « Où as-tu trouvé cette robe ? » « Monsieur Harland me l'a offerte », répondit Elise en tendant le cou pour voir les sourcils de Ian se froncer avec élégance. « Sais-tu pourquoi un homme aime offrir une robe à une femme ? » Il lui posa l'énigme à laquelle elle devait toujours réfléchir à deux fois avant de répondre. Mais cette fois, elle ne trouva pas de réponse et se contenta de secouer la tête. « Je ne sais pas. » Son sourire devint ensorcelant, comme si quelque chose s'était remué au plus profond des yeux écarlates qu'il avait. Il glissa lentement sa main sur le col de sa robe, envoyant un frisson glacial qui la surprit un instant à cause de sa température glacée. Après avoir défait les deux premiers boutons de son col, il inclina la tête vers le bas, murmurant à son oreille. « Parce qu'ils veulent être celui qui déshabille l'étoffe. » Il marqua une pause et embrassa son cou, faisant rougir la peau pâle avant de se rétracter pour fixer son regard sur elle et répondit avec nonchalance. « Malheureusement, tu ne peux pas porter la robe là-bas avec ça. » Il rit et tendit une boîte dans sa main. « Et la bonne nouvelle, c'est que je t'ai préparé une robe. » Elise était une petite fille maudite qui pouvait voir les fantômes. Sa famille la détestait et la rejetait d'une famille adoptive à l'autre. Cependant, le malheur n'agissait pas seul. Lorsqu'elle fut élevée par sa tante, elle fut vendue comme esclave. Lorsqu'elle crut qu'elle ne deviendrait rien d'autre qu'un sacrifice pour le sorcier, elle fut sauvée par un homme dont l'identité était bien différente de celle d'un être mythique normal. *** Ce livre est ORIGINAL et il ne s'agit pas d'une traduction Rejoignez le discord de l'auteur : https://discord.gg/YPKueb4
mata0eve · 69.9K Views

The Dragon’s Sweet Prey

Born in the slums, Estelle is known to be the cleverest in her district. After seeing the sufferings people of the slums suffered, she decided to take the role as a phantom thief, stealing from the wealthy to return the rights of the poor— that is until a horrible accident happened which almost took her life and made her decide to quit for good. Things went even better for Elle, or worse, as she was revealed to be the missing daughter of Count Arthur. A wealthy noble’s daughter anyone had dream to be! While her father seemed delighted to greet her, her step mother and sister seemed to have held an opposing emotion. She thought she could ignore their bullying or perhaps continue her life back in the slums but realized that her father seemed to hold more secrets than he shows- a secret that could get her killed by the supernaturals who seemed to have regarded her as their "prey" She thought things couldn't get even worse, but god she was wrong! Out of everything she could do, Elle had mistakenly caught the eyes of Lord Magnus- the great Lord known for his handsome face, charming actions, and kind behavior... or at least that was how he appeared to others except Elle who unluckily discover his secret, a bigger secret that could either kill her or save her. Can Elle survive in this new world of nobles and supernaturals. What if the secret her father hold would eventually kill her? Or would she first die in the hands of her step families? Read to find out~
mata0eve · 376.9K Views

Progenitor Vampire With a System in Anime

Yūma Watanabe, formally known as Ren, died at the age of 16 meets R.O.B.. The R.O.B wants to be a Author, and chooses Yūma to be the main character. Yūma agrees and get 5 wishes. Explore with Yūma as he gets to be the strongest vampire, do whatever he wants and travels to different animes. Anime world/dimensions in order: Naruto(currently) ??? Hello Dear Readers, If you stumble upon this story and seems like it. I ask are to add this in you collection and maybe gift me some Powerstones. Cause why not? They're free and can easily be done within few seconds. Besides, having a Powerstones is deeply appreciated. Read this Fan-Fic novel when it is 25 chapter and above This Fan-Fic novel doesn't have extreme scientific, theorically, logical, magical, long information or explanation like the cultivation novels cliche or Xianxa novels cliche(no offense) This is not a Cultivation nor Xianxa Fan-Fic(no offense) Don't expect the MC to be Prideful, Arrogant nor Weak. No lemon scene but MC gets laid lol Goals before holes lol MC not being rapist Harem=maybe? Wish Fulfillment ______________________________________________________ *Hello there noobie Author Here!!* WARNING: I'm new in writing novel so there will be many flaws. Don't expect much. And i only posts whenever i want and for fun. DISCLAIMER: I ONLY OWN FEW OCS THAT I CREATED, AND NOTHING ELSE. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BESIDES MY OCS I USED IN THIS FANFIC. ALL THE SOURCE MATERIALS USED IN THIS FANFIC BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS.
Jane_Park_2563 · 37.1K Views

Love Is Mine

**Slow burn Historical Novel** The Pandoras has only four daughters. Being the royalties in the world of the mafias, the Pandoras are triumph even over the dangerous families in Shanghai and the eldest daughter of the family, Ilyana Zhou was one wild woman who no one dare to test. Until she found Lev who seems to be her perfect obedient pretty dog, a pretty dog who only have eyes on her. But is he really as naive as he posed himself to be? ****** —excerpt— …Her black hair slipped over her pale shoulders. She watched as his green eyes looked at her body and find it adorable how much he was smitten by her even though she hadn’t done much to him. While she sat on the bed, he had sat down on his knees, like the good obedient boy the moment she ordered him to kneel. “Come here, love,” she whispered. Her long fingers curled when she called for Lev to come toward her. Lev who had been told to sit on his knees moved forward without standing. His eyes were glued to her as it was difficult for him to try and pull his attraction away from her. His Adam apple bobbed the moment she ordered him to come nearer and slowly he crawled in front of her. Gathering his courage, he spoke, “My name is Lev.” “I know,” Ilyana whispered out seductively. She traced his neck and grabbed his chin gently. “But you also fit to be called as ‘Love’; and I like calling you that better… Do you not like it?” How could he not like it? Lev had never felt such attraction to a person as he did when his eyes met with Ilyana. He could tell to her eyes he was simply a new dog to be tamed. Perhaps because she found him prettier than the others. Although he dislike always being called pretty, he couldn’t say he hate it now when it had become the reason for Ilyana to take a liking to him. When her hand reached toward his face, Lev rested his face toward her fingers as if he was expecting a praise from her lips, “I like it,” he whispered. Ilyana’s red lips spread to a wicked smile. She cannot handle how adorable Lev is, finding this man in front of her to be so lovely that she would kill every single human on earth if they dared to touch him. Her fingernails gently swiped over his cheekbones and she whispered with much gentleness, “Lev, if you become such a good boy, I promise I will reward you.” “Reward..?” Ilyana moved the thin cardigan that covered her sleeping gown and teasingly stepped on his knee with her bare feet. “Want to know what it is?” As Lev nodded his head, Ilyana pulled him closer by his neck, “Bark well for me then, love.” ******************* Everyone knows not to ever bother the Pandoras, in fear their thorns would reduce them to ashes. But once their mother stated she would retire, the game changed. The enemies who had stood at the sideline see this as a chance to take over their group. Everyone wants to marry the daughter and take the Pandora for themselves. For the wealth, the power, and the authority they posses. But taming Ilyana Zhou, the eldest of the Pandora daughter was quite the difficult task. She was fierce, beautiful as the night sky, and as deadly as her deep red lips. She never hesitate to kill,. She was the pride of Pandora, and also a double edge they always have to be careful with. Upon hearing her mother's retirement, Ilyana was ready to control the family and lead them the way her mother had done. But what if the people around her, those men, prevent her from doing so? What if she met her little devil Lev who she kissed due to his beautiful face? Would she be able to win this fight of the throne or would she fall for Lev who seem to be hiding a shaking truth that could destroy her world?
mata0eve · 38.9K Views
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