Shudder Einhander

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

After a neverending breathless kiss, he let go of her lips. Looking at her with unusual passion in his usual cold eyes, he whispered. "I won't let anyone take you away. Not even death." Her lips were bitten into a swollen and red state. "You belong to me and only me." ... One year ago, in her drunken state, Xu Xinya made a mistake - a huge mistake of offending a tyrant - Lu Mingyu - the man whose name shuddered countless hearts. A year later, circumstances forced herself to agree to a compromise. As long as she was willing to be his mistress, her family would be spared of the huge debt. Things appeared so, he was their creditor and she was his debtor, nothing more; Xu Xinya was into this just for the sake of the family. But as their relationship grew she begins to doubt, were things really as they appeared to be? Did he allow her in just because of that debt...or was there some other terrifying truth that bound them together way before all of this started. "What was I to you?" She stared into his deep, cold eyes, for once not shying away from his intense gaze. Today, she must get this answer. "What were you to me?" He said absentmindedly. His deep abyss like eyes hazed for a second followed by a deep fascinating chuckled. "Do you dare to confront the truth?" There was clear warning in his tone. Like always, he tried his best to intimidate her and give up. Xu Xinya realized this and this only fueled her resolve. "Yes, I do!" She replied; her determination only becoming tougher at his warning. ... Warning: The genera is dark romance and the ML is portrayed somewhat a possessive freak. He mellows down later own. There will be sexual mature content and violence. So if it is not your cup of tea, steer away. ... Author Message. However, the ending would be happy, I assure you that. This author hates sad endings. Besides, there would be no Rape I assure you that. I despise rape and even though I would like to make my readers cry a bit, involving rape in the construct is taking it too far. In the end, do give this novel a try. You won't regret it.

Check out the new book "CEO Hubby: Too Fierce!" and show some support~ When the cold, domineering, and scheming male god turns into a wife-slave, blinding countless people with his titanium alloy eyes. One day, Su Wanxia propped her thigh over her other leg: I'm so tired from shopping today. Mu Yingchen hurried over to her side: Baby, come, let your husband massage your feet. Su Wanxia: I'm thirsty. Within 5 seconds: Baby, here's your water. Su Wanxia: I'm sleepy, want to rest. Mu Yingchen's eyes immediately lit up: Baby, I'll carry you to rest. A moment later, Su Wanxia was on the verge of tears... Another day, Mu Yingchen was in a meeting when the phone rang, causing the senior executives to panic, wondering who had the audacity to not silence their phone. They watched as their CEO leisurely pulled out his phone, glanced at it, and his stern face immediately softened, smiling broadly. That smile made their hearts tremble. The way he said "Baby" made them shudder from head to toe. Then they saw their CEO disappear in a flash, leaving the executives completely disheveled in his wake...

Author-san here! Well, you're smart to stop by here. So I won't praise you all anymore. (^_^)  This is my original work, and I know you all will like it. So shamelessly pop your popcorn and read away!  Oh… And don't forget to check out my other books: • I'm The King Of Technology •Help!: I Think My System Is Trying To Kill Me! And, •In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... You can also visit my website for more books: https://LumydeeNovels.Gumroad.com/ Ps/// THE PACE WILL BE SLOW AT THE BEGINNING TO SET EVERYTHING IN MOTION. But after a while, it will pick up quickly. . . Now, back to the synopsis. Er-Erhmm.. (narrator-voice on) ... In another world called Blue Star, the famous son of wealth, Dorian D. Tian, is thrown into a whirl of unfortunate circumstances, resulting in his death. . His parents had a brutal car accident that left them in a coma, and his uncle had quickly taken over the company,  and seized the company, making sure that he was financially crippled for good. With that, the famous young master struggled desperately. And in the end, he gave in to his despair and depression, leaving the sad, lonely world. The end? Heh... Think again! Because in that brief moment, the lifeless corpse suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a deep calm look. That's right. Another mysterious soul had entered the body. But if one thought this story was just about revenge, then sorry... that wasn't even the half of it! .... The mysterious entity suddenly triggered an exorcist system. And from then on, both humans and even those from the underworld shuddered in fear and despair at the mysterious soul's cruelty. [Humans]: "Demon! Demon! You're definitely a demon!" [Demons]: "Help! Help! The famous demon wants to eat me!" [Evil Spirits]: "You!... Are you the one who is an evil spirit or us? Why the hell did it seem like you're the demonic one instead?" [Ghouls]: "You stay away from me! Stay away from me now, you evil entity!" [Hellhounds]: "Are you sure you're not the son of hades?" The system couldn't help looking at its host in doubt. Its indicators said that its host was indeed mortal. But why did it feel like something was wrong with its host? Dorian lightly chuckled in amusement. He would also like to ask the same question. What exactly was his identity? Well, this would be the biggest mystery of all. But Dorian wasn't in a hurry. Who were his enemies, and who were his allies? Soon, he would find the truth. In the meantime, why not play a little? "Demon! stay back!" "Oooo~~~... I... I want to go back to the underworld where it's safe." "Run for your lives! The demon is here!" …..

In 'A Nephalem Ascension,' embark on an epic journey alongside Aiden, our resilient protagonist. As the sun rises on what seems like any other day, the world shudders and trembles, and in an instant, every adult over the age of twenty vanishes, leaving behind only bewildered children, teenagers, and a handful of young adults. Even newborns are mysteriously whisked away, leaving only those between the ages of six and twenty to grapple with the sudden upheaval. A commanding voice reverberates across the globe, proclaiming an enigmatic challenge: 'Your world has been chosen to undergo a trial. Prove yourselves worthy, and ascend to godhood.' In this fantastical realm thrust upon them, where the rules of reality bend and twist, Aiden and his peers must navigate a landscape devoid of modern technology, relying instead on newfound magical abilities and elemental powers. As they strive to uncover the truth behind their predicament, they'll encounter daunting challenges, forge unlikely alliances, and confront their deepest fears. But amidst the chaos and uncertainty, one thing remains clear: the fate of humanity hangs in the balance, and only those who can unlock the secrets of their own potential stand a chance at ascending to a higher plane of existence.

Present life Lily Rylan's life is turned into a nightmare when her stepmom, Viviana, calls her on phone on her wedding day, speaking with a hint of malice in her voice, tells her not to enter the wedding venue, instead instructing her to return home immediately. "Don't come to the wedding hall," her stepmother Viviana says, her words dripping with venom. This shocking command is just the beginning of a day filled with betrayal and heartbreak. As Lily arrives at the family manor, she pays the taxi driver, who immediately congratulates her, wishing "Lily a happy marriage." This makes Lily feel weird, and she quickly steps out of the taxi, raising her beautiful wedding gown. "Thank you," she says, smiling brightly, despite already feeling nervous. Walking from the gate, Lily's stunning wedding gown is on full display. The beautiful, big manor looms before her, complete with a fountain of water at its center. As she enters the manor's parlour, she's met with an elegant yet tense atmosphere. Her mother's picture is discarded in the least viewed spot - a secluded spot which is hardly seen in the parlour wall, while her stepmother's pictures are all over the walls, featuring her father intimately standing, holding her, and her stepsister, Liliana, by her side, smiling brightly. Lily still feels disgusted by them and immediately looks away, taking out her handkerchief and cleaning her eyes, as if she's seen something dirty. She's pulled from her thoughts by her stepmother walking down the staircase, followed by her father. "You called me home, stepmother Viviana? Is it anything serious?" Lily asks, her voice laced with concern. "How many times should I tell you to call her mother, but never mind for now," her father says, his voice firm but laced with a hint of annoyance. Her stepmother Viviana continues, beaming happily, "Your fiancé was drunk during your engagement after you left, saying you had something important to attend to. Now, we thought about it and finally want to tell you they were drugged and slept together. You don’t want your stepsister to be sad or give birth outside marriage, we won’t allow it. You have to allow her to marry him. No one knows how you currently look like now, so allow your sister to marry her husband."her father stated and continued his statement "He's the father of her unborn child, you have to understand," her stepmother immediately smiled brightly smirking at her happily. A sad smile is etched across Lily's face because they're only telling her this so she won't embarrass them by going to the wedding hall, which would be made impossible. Her father's eyes narrow, his voice cold. "You will do as we say, Lily. You will step aside and allow Liliana to marry Zayn." Lily's eyes flash with anger. "What if she has been with him for a long time, or even if he's not the father of the baby?" she spits, her voice venomous. Her stepsister, Liliana, smirks, and Lily retorts, "Her slutty mom gave birth to a slut like herself." This makes everyone gasp, and even the maids quickly escape from the family quarrel, not wanting to hear what would lead to their death. Lily's father immediately delivers a hard slap on her face, making his five fingers appear on her face. "You ungrateful wench," he growls angrily. Lily wipes the blood off, raises her head, and looks at her father scornfully. "You're just trying to cover up your own mistakes," she says, her voice cold. "You did the same thing, that's why you feel it's normal, right?" She says mockingly. Her father is about to hit her again when Liliana steps forward, saying, "Dad, no, don’t hit her again. I can understand how hurt she feels." lily and her husband moments shush I don’t want others to hear this sweet sound from you my white rose do you know how surprised I am you are finally mine lily this made lily shudder not with fear but in a sweet way coz his look said it all

*Spawns into existence with an overpowered past* Walks in an elegant and dignified gait, takes a seat on a chair as if he was a sovereign and gazes down at you. "Hello, ladies~" I spoke in an enchanting yet overbearing tone, gazing at the ladies, who were dazed gazing up at me in a near-revering state. "And to you guys too" I mumbled in annoyance as my eyes landed on men. "Hey, can't you just remove men, except for me, from my world?" I asked _Eshwar_. (*_Eshwar_ choks on the drink he was drinking and glances away*) "Tsk, useless!" I cursed at him and glanced away, ignoring his menacing glare, that spoke volumes on his urge to erase me out of existence. "Him and I have spoken and we have come to an agreement on him telling you guys my opus, and heh, I will, of course, be the main focus, so ladies~~ You'll be seeing me soon~" I spoke to the ladies gazing up at me, while I continued to ignore the men in the crowd. Glancing to the side, my eyes fell on the men, who flinched at the ominous foreboding feeling that abruptly chruned their stomach, "You better keep your ladies safe...... since they'll be mine soon~~" I said with a smile that made men shudder while charming the women at the same time. My gaze swept over the crowd beneath, "Since the world I am to transmigrate into is overwhelmingly futuristic, there are many things to adventure about, so we have decided on, not dwelling too much on politics and other shit, but instead focus only on women and me~" I stated with an enchanting grin. *In a distinct chatter* "Oi, tell them the truth!!" _Eshwar_'s voice yelled at, from a distance..... "No wait, isn't he right? But a bit of politics should be good....." _Eshqar_'s mumbled whispers trickled my sensitive ears, but I didn't like the words that left his mouth. "Oi, we discussed not to include politics and shit like tha-" But it was already too late..... _Eshwar_'s pen wielding hand flitted across the plot filled sheets, as a subtle exclamation escaped his mouth, and at that, I could instantly tell that he was up to no good! "Oi-" "With a bit of politics!" He yelled from a distance, as a ghastly silence descended upon me and the crowd gazing up at me, while the men grinned mockingly and women tilted their heads to the side in such cuteness that I almost forgot the plight at hand. Afterall, when I narrated my opus, I stated repeatedly that I don't like politics! "You added politics?" I asked with a forced smile. "Mhm" _Eshwar_ nodded his head innocently. ".....politics?" "Yeah" "Ohyoumotherfu-" *with the distinct sounds of crashes, both of them fled from the scene* -- [AN's Promise] "Well, let's experience as many beautiful love stories as possible~" [A lovely bundle of fluffy love stories] -- AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. (Honest thoughts: Goddamn the art is goooood!! of course, I have edited it to link my novel to it, but DAYAM!!) •••• Golden Tickets [+5] = +1 Chapters Golden Tickets [+10] = +2 Chapters Golden Tickets [+20] = +3 Chapters Golden Tickets [+50] = +4 Chapters Golden Tickets [+100] = +5 Chapters

Transmigration and beastmen story. Struggling to deflect the Murim cultivators hot on her heels, Cheon Soo-yeon, who was an S-rank hunter, and sole apostle of the Heavenly Demon constellation, had no choice but to jump into an unexplored abysmal space. However, instead of falling into a pit, the heavily injured lass finds herself landing on the nest of a mythical beast called vermillion bird. Scared stiff, the girl starts to question her life, if it was her retribution eating too much fried chicken. "Why is... there a flaming chicken the size of a building here?!" "Am I gonna be a samgyupsal after surviving a horde of Murim bastards?" Had she known this would happen, she would've endured eating carrots and cabages, opting for a vegetarian life! "Kyuu~" "Huh?" A soft chirp from the dumb-looking newborn chicks made her shudder. "Hey! S... Stop drooling while looking at me! If you're hungry call your mother. Guys, I'm not a worm for a bird feed. Hello? Hello?!"

«Can a marriage built solely on mutual benefit grow into something more?» She is the daughter of the powerful Duke of the Nadal Empire, but due to certain circumstances has been rejected by her own family. Entering into a marriage of convenience with the deposed Crown Princess, she hopes to use her as a weapon to avenge her humiliation. Except… Is this plan really as foolproof as she thought? — Wife, you know what your biggest mistake was? You thought you could control me. — You… She suppressed a shudder and stepped back like prey caught in a beast's trap. — …But the thing is, I'm completely untrainable. The princess's lips covered hers, and Remesis felt as if she had been thrown into the centre of a storm she could not resist. Support me on: https://boosty.to/meredit

Ashes of Eternity is a tale carved from the bones of a shattered world, where humanity stands at the precipice of its own rebirth. Centuries ago, the skies darkened, and the earth shuddered under the weight of humanity’s hubris. The great cities, once symbols of progress, became tombs of glass and steel. From the ashes of this apocalypse, a new kind of human emerged—scarred, powerful, and unyielding. These “Children of the Ashes” possess abilities born of the cataclysm, a gift and a curse that binds them to the fractured remnants of the world. This is a story of resilience and loss, of love found in darkness and hope that refuses to die. It unfolds in a landscape both desolate and hauntingly beautiful, where the echoes of the past clash with the fragile threads of a future yet to be written. Here, survival is a war against both the elements and the human heart. Amid this desolation stands Serin, a young woman burdened by a power she cannot fully control. Her journey begins in the ruins of Haven, a crumbling bastion of humanity. There, she discovers the remnants of an ancient prophecy, one that speaks of a chosen few destined to rekindle the light in the dying world—or extinguish it forever. Alongside Serin is Kael, a warrior haunted by the ghosts of his past, and Elyon, a mysterious wanderer whose secrets could either save or doom them all. As their paths intertwine, they face enemies born of both man and myth—creatures twisted by the cataclysm, and a shadowy council that seeks to wield the Children of the Ashes as tools of dominion. Yet the greatest battle lies within, as Serin and her companions grapple with the cost of their powers and the fragile bonds that hold them together. The ashes of eternity whisper a haunting truth: from destruction, something new must rise. But what is forged may not always be pure. In this tale of sacrifice and redemption, every choice matters, and every soul carries the weight of the world. Brace yourself for a journey into the heart of ruin, where beauty and terror walk hand in hand, and the line between salvation and damnation blurs.

THE PLAYER’S DISCIPLINE Synopsis ~Sadness~ …. In life though we deny it, there is ever something that makes you shudder by just its thought. I find all this enigmatic like aren’t you embossed sometimes? Isn’t it too hurting depressing, irritating....the way people just make it a routine, include it in their lifestyle, make it seem normal yet it isn't. Can’t they really have something real in their life than showing no grimace on the their real feelings....Widely putting-on fake smiles, saying a yes yet inside it’s a no, where will this take them? They freeze inside, become cold and heartless cause sometimes that’s the reason some people become evil, with nobody to rely on and bring back the warmth that was once in there hearts that turned totally black and dark…Nothing to do, right? Obviously no one was born bad, facts! We all know everyone has different ways trauma changes them…Becoming rowdy, clumsy, obnoxious, naughty, drug addict, rude, sad, annoying, all that is just an example and is led by something. After all, everything in this weird life of ours has a reason, even our change in behavior is caused by something or someone. Well, my name is Amelia Blackwell, a girl who is just in a family she wished she wasn’t in, a position she dislikes and a rule to follow she wants to run away from. Well, a rich family. Shit! The way I want to escape and be normal, with Mr. Johnson Blackwell my so-called father, forcing me to do things I don’t want to, my mum having nothing to say about it apart from "comply with it", my young sister Cherise acting holy, the slay queen and favorite daughter of my dad Pf! Nonsense, right?... and my big brother Starling being the drug addict and stubborn child who doesn’t really give a fuck about anything, my favorite! All this drama my parents want to protect from the public is really tiresome mostly, after their son’s death I mean, my brother…Well, I understand their sudden protectiveness, but Tory was my brother too I feel much pain when I think about it just like them…but I want to just be myself than a toyed princess who they force me to be. Honestly, am tired and it seems am not the only one even Starling is tired but Amelia acts like it never changed her. A hypocrite! Tory's death made us all depressed, we all changed…we failed to go with the flow of our new life without him and it showed in our characters. Oh, my pathetic life! Dramatic right? Read and you will understand how I lived to be a happy mistress at last though I still grieved the death of my big brother, I overcame somehow the pain because i wasn't alone. Author’s note: Hey readers…My writings are strictly from my head and the characters also, no real person or story. Hope u will like it…. Don’t forget to Drop comments, likes, stones and be honest! Your point of view about my story matters. ~So, enjoy~ By~Mimi~

[I am continuing the translation from chapter 82 onwards. The previous chapters can be found on this app as well in a different novel under the name "My German Empire" by "DAOIST_SUPREME".] Having crossed over into the Kaiser's heir in a haphazard manner, the protagonist is confident and ready to make his mark. When the whole of Europe shuddered under the wings of the German Air Force. When the tiger tank roared and smashed the walls of Moscow. Wilhelm stood in front of many reporters and smiled. “No one can stop the expansion of the Third Reich except God.”

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life. "I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement. "A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better." Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him? "Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name. "You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone. "Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation. "Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up." --------------------------- Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

“I see where your frustration lies, my dear.” The king said thoughtfully, to the werewolf he said, “what’s your name young man?” “Prince Felix Walker, my lord.” He replied. “The name suits you so very well but, why are you after my daughter?” The king asked. “She is my familiar, my lord.” Felix replied. “Not if I have something to say about that.” Salvador interrupted. “Even if you do, there’s nothing you can do at this point homey.” Felix replied. An argument could have emerged but the presence of the king kept them on bay. The main concern was not them, they all understood that, it was Ella. “Ella dear?” The king called out. But she was already walking to the table. She pulled out a chair and sat. The others came to her side and sat the king sat on the master chair and instructed the three men to sit opposite his daughter. They did as instructed and waited. “You know,” Ella said in a trembling voice, “I went to pray early this morning. I told God that I wanted to get married, to whom, when and where, I don’t care.” She smiled and cleaned the tear that ran down her face. “Well now I do care, but it’s too late. It looks like he already heard and answered my prayer.” She looked at the men in front of her and clean her tears as they flow. “Three men, one lady, what sort of an answer is that? To me, that is a bit too much.” The king shudder.

Once upon a time there was a man named Jia Hyson. He was a playboy. He was a writer. And he was a killer. He was also dead. Then he became the undead. However this story only ends at the end of the end. When the apocalypse is over. When the humans are all gone. And the earth is dying. Jia Hyson was no longer just a man. He was no longer just a zombie. He was the lifeless emperor with nothing to rule. So he took a part-time job in another world. Well. More like he gave himself a part time job in another world. System: I did not ask for this. Jia Hyson: *smile* Players: *shudder in fear* Bosses: *shudder in anticipation* System: *shudder in disgust*

(MATURE CONTENT) A Villainess, they called her. A killer. A psychopath. A demon. Mentally unstable, and a crazy bitch. Well, they were right about the crazy part but it wasn't exactly the kind of crazy they were thinking of. Though so many crimes were pinned on her back, she was innocent of all but she proudly wore the label of being a villainess. But in front of the one whom she loved, she was defenseless and could only shudder with the sheer thought of him inflicting pleasure through his supposed 'suffering'. "Valerie, Valerie, Valerie. Do you know why I keep chasing you?" Valerie looked at this man in front of her with no vivid emotion on her face and she sighed. "What do you want, Max?" "It's not a 'what', Valerie. It's a 'who'." He took a lock of her hair and kissed it. "I want you and I will chase you down and make you suffer more than you made me suffer." "And when do you plan to make me 'suffer'?" Valerie asked, showing no hint of fear as she folded her arms. Max's lips curled up in a smirk and he said, "It's up to you, princess." Valerie, the heiress of the Ross group, the second-largest corporation in the country, had a bad reputation for being a villainess. Called a villainess by choice and was thus a villainess as clean as a slate. Attempts on her life were made. Crimes were pinned on her back. It was already getting out of hand and what she was fighting for was being threatened, so she decided to lay low. She decided to take a vacation. But even then she could not enjoy her 'vacation' in peace. 'He' was following her! They had a past, back in highschool. Now, he was the representative of the Stewart group, the leading corporation in the country. "You can't escape my clutches, Valerie Ross! I will chase you to the ends of the Earth if need be. Even to the depths of hell!" Unable to ignore him or the feelings hidden in her heart, she decided to confront him. Bind him to herself and use him as a pawn in her game of revenge chess. But that was until, he decided to make her 'suffer'. Yeah, she would gladly enjoy the feeling of suffering in his hands. Because... he was the only one she loved and would ever love. ******** Before you read, know that both MC's have a bit of loose screws in there heads. I'm being literal. Read and you'll find out what I'm talking about. They need help. But in the quest for revenge, no one can be completely sane, I guess. Anyway, just read on. I hope you enjoy it. ********** please check out my completed work, I Am An Illegitimate Child With A Legitimate Reason For Revenge And my latest book on apocalypse, The Fate Of The World Is In My Hands, But All I Want To Do Is Eat! yeah, the title is freaky. Hope u like it too

[Mature content 18+. No rape] "Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her. "What are you doing here?" she asked when his feet touched the ground and he pushed himself up to start walking towards her. His handsome features looked darker than usual because of the lack of light in the room. "I came to meet you," he tilted his head, "Where did you go?" "I went out for a walk," came the quick reply that had him smile, a smile that scared her the most. She took a step back when he came close to her. It didn't stop him from cornering her, and her back hit the wall behind her. He raised his hand towards her face, and she closed her eyes, scared. She shuddered when his fingers trail down from her temple and her jaw and neck. Her blonde hair was left open. "In the middle of the night?" she didn't answer him knowing he could decipher her lies through her words. He stepped closer that had her turn her face away from him and his words vibrated on the skin of her neck, "Did you go to meet him, my sweet girl?"

International negotiator, Evelyn Cobb, was framed and killed. After waking up, she found herself in the body of a newly engaged female college student. When she first confronted her fiance, Christopher Robinson, his tone was cold and aggressive. "If you're obedient, you can stay. If you're not, I'll leave you." When she next confronted him, it was on stage during the International Collegiate Debate Competition at Capital University. She looked at Christopher Robinson, the judge below the stage, and asked in a firm voice, "Mr. Fu, what is marriage to you?" "It is all about mutual benefits," Christopher Robinson answered. Rumor had it that Christopher Robinson, the prince of the business world, married a beautiful wife. Little did he expect his wife to hold a knife to his throat on their wedding night. "In 2009, Evelyn Cobb, an international negotiator, went to Emarica for negotiations with her team. Their plane crashed on the way back. Did you have anything to do with it?" Christopher Robinson's heart shuddered. His suspicions had been confirmed. He looked helplessly at Evelyn Cobb. "I was behind it." Before getting married, she was a pawn on his chessboard. After getting married, she became a medicine he couldn't stop taking. There were rumors that the Jiang family's youngest daughter had no talent. Huh? How should I act? Evelyn Cobb thought. [From being indifferent to being absolutely obsessed with you. The female lead is smart and talented. Step by step, she's getting closer to the truth behind her death.] Conception: Loving yourself is the prerequisite for being loved by someone else.

To escape the harsh reality of life, Kaylan poisoned the Lycan brothers and fled, stealing a sacred necklace that belonged to the Lycan Alpha's mother. Cypher discovered that the dirty, looking and murderer's daughter who was his maid turned out to be his mate and looked for her. His brother sought for revenge but he promised to protect her wished to right his cruel act towards hers. War struck between the two brothers and they fought to have her. One wanted her to protect and love her till eternity, the other wanted her to display his revenge of rage. ***** Excerpt. "Look at me when I talk to you Kaylan and quit stuttering." His voice was rich with velvet huskiness while he stared at the broken girl with the bruises he inflicted on her. "A–Al–Alpha?" Her voice broke and her gritted his teeth. "Stutter again and I'll kiss the hell out of that lips until you see stuttering as a curse. He cupped one of her twin perks and she shuddered, staring at him with a wide eyes. "That's it dear mate, look at me while I touch, every inch of you and–" His hands cupped her lower core. "–and worship your delicate body just the way you deserve it. I'll protect you Kaylan, just give me another chance" He growled into her ears desperately and pulled her Into the dark. VOL 2: The Beta of the Lycan Pack was saved by a witch from one of the Lycan brothers who wanted him dead. She fled after being treated but he found her again, pinned her , caged her and ate the forbidden fruit that caused a disruption in the Witch village. Would he end up with Maliya? The daughter of a witch diety? VOL 1: Caged between the Lycan brothers VOL2: Entrapped by Witch Warning: Contains Mature contents and triggers. Vote with Golden tickets and trigger a mass release.

"You're my mate.." Dylan whispered walking close to the stunned young man. "I have waited... waited for thousand years. You're finally here," he gently caressed his chin. Nicolai swatted his hand away, "Keep your hands to yourself wolf. You are not my beloved," Dylan hurriedly reached out and grabbed his hand. "Feel it, our connection." A small electric shock like feeling passed through their bodies. Nicolai shuddered. "No... it cant be... I'm a vampire. You, you're a werewolf. How," "Destiny my dear,"

“Do you believe in the saying better the devil you know than the angel you don't know?” He cocked his head to the side skeptically regarding me. “Where is this coming from” I rolled my eyes at his antics to avoid my question. “Just answer me.” “Well no I'd rather stick with the angel I don't know.” the way he said it while looking at me felt like the words were directed to me. His gaze nipped deeply at my soul making me shudder. “ what if the angel said I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible and when I leave, you will understand why storms are named after people, what would you do then?” “I’d be damned”

"Do you Mrs Chantel McCarty take Mr Dominic Winfrey as your lawfully wedded husband till death do you apart?" The priest ask the average woman glaring at the man on a retro suit. If look could kill, then Dominic would be unconscious right now. The priest made to ask again but the woman replied. "No, I don't" her replied shocked everyone especially her parents. "As the matter fact, I know nothing about this motherfucker" she paused and look back at the priest whose eyes was widened like that of a watermelon. "But who cares, I don't have damn right to make ma own decision. I'm sure Mr Demonic... oh sorry.. I meant to say Dominic, would say Yes, so I guess you should proceed Mr Priest, there's no need for you to ask since you know you can't do a damn thing to stop this wedding.. Gawd! my foot is killing me" She reach down and took off her heels. When she was done she took a deep breath and smiled to everyone in the hall not noticing the Dominic cold glare on her. His blood was boiling. "Mr Dominic Winf..." "Yes I do" Came a cold voice from Dominic as he glare at the Priest who shuddered in fear. Poor him. "I now p..pro..noun you both a..as Hus..band a..and wife" The priest stammer as his hand shaking. The wife was crazy and the husband was damn scary. ___ Being the most feared and ruthless Billionaire, Dominic Winfrey have a lot of rivals. Due to the pressure from his family to settle down and in order to protect his company from hostile take over, he have no choice but to proposed a marriage to the McCarthy family first daughter. The two families decided to merge for business collaboration. Unfortunately for him, Chantel McCarthy wasn't that type of a submissive woman. In fact she is the opposite of a perfect wife. Soon, series of comic events escalates in between them. ____ Wanna find out the drama between these two? What happened when an unexpected feeling came between them?

His magnificently beautiful eyes looked into mine with possessiveness. I exhaled out a shuddered breath, and he grabbed my jaw. “This is not who you are to me, Isabella. And I want more than what we have. Understood?” The dominance in his tone was obvious, while his words sounded like a fantasy I’ve always dreamt of. More than what we have. More than step-brother. ______________________________ I, a 19-year-old girl, had always had a secret crush on someone I shouldn’t have. That’s right—it was none other than Achilles Roman, my stepbrother, who was two years older than me. I had kept my feelings dumped in a Tupperware box for as long as I could remember. But how could I control myself when he himself started making moves on me? And what should I do when I realize that he was nowhere near the Achilles I thought I knew? Read to find out.

Lilliana Russo, the eldest principessa of the Russo family, is now obliged to marry the most malevolent Don in New York City. Here, he rules like a king, and whoever opposes him meets a gruesome end. She wanted to run away and never look back like her cowardly mother did, but that had resulted in the most devastating feud between two of the most powerful Mafia families. No, she couldn’t let history repeat itself. ______ Vincenzo Salvadori wasn’t looking for love in this marriage. This was just an agreement to make peace with the Russos, as his grandmother had wished just before she drew her last breath. He conducted himself as a man of honor and even if he didn’t love his future wife, he would still respect this marriage. ______ “I-I have three conditions that I would like to put forward before this marriage takes place.” Lilly slowly lifted her eyes to meet his scorching gaze that seemed to burn into her skin. “Speak.” The deep calm in his voice made her shudder. She took a deep breath and straightened her back to appear confident. “First, I want to continue working as a doctor after the wedding. Second, after our marriage, we will sleep in separate rooms until I am ready to sleep with you, and third, I am not having a baby with you until I want to.” She breathlessly listed out, and nervously twisted the ring latched on the chain she wore. The corner of his devious lips tilted upwards and a flicker of amusement danced in his dark eyes. He leaned back on the antique sofa and brooded over what she said. Silence prevailed, so did the urge to take back her conditions and escape from his overbearing presence. “First and third, agreed.” He answered in an unsettling calm. “What about the second?” She questioned. “You are my wife. We WILL share the same room.” She wanted to open her mouth and object when he abruptly got up from his seat, immobilizing her objections. Her heart thudded rapidly as he closed the space between them, his enormous stature shadowing her petite form. His gaze had her locked in place and she failed to notice his hand reaching out to lift her chin. He neared to her face, his breath fanned against her cheek. “Or do you think I won’t be able to stop myself around you? If you do, you think too highly of yourself, Dr. Russo.” She gulped, growing thirsty for something she didn’t know for what. When his touch left her face, she understood what for. ‘Oh god, how am I going to survive alongside this devil?!’ _______________________ (This book is strictly 18+. If you're sensitive to gore, violence, and some strong sexual themes, then this book isn't for you. This is a mafia romance, so please don't expect everything to be rainbows and sunshine. And please don't come at me in the reviews saying it was too damn gory. Because it is. And I warned you guys.) The cover is NOT mine. Credit goes to the original artist. Enjoy. ;)

[Mature Content] SIRENS, A CURSE OR A BLESSING IN DISGUISE? ~ Thousands of years ago when a man betrayed a sea-creature on the name of love, stole from her and left her behind to die, a curse had befallen upon the humans; Sirens, ghostly creatures who lured men in with thier melodious voices and ethereal appearances. They fed upon thier cruel hearts to fuel thier powers. It all changed when another man stepped on thier land and ruined everything once again. The betrayal was stronger this time thus, the revenge was going to be even more brutal! But this time it was no ordinary man. This time they had came across the infamous Cruel Prince of Hunza who was the only man unaffected by the euphonious call of Sirens. He was the Cursed heirloom with a scarred face and inhumane powers that caused people to shudder in his dominating presence. This time he didn't steal from them but stole one of them! However to his dismay he stole the dumbest but wildest of them all... ~ The story of Power, lust, vengeance, hate and Love! Two monsters across each other; will they learn to love each other or will they tear each other apart?

Ling Tianzun, he was hailed as a hero in his previous life. The Greatest General in all realms of mortals. Enemies shudder in fear, chaos unfold in his wake. The battlefield is his home, the battle cry of war is music in his ears. He was betrayed by the King and his Court whom he served for the longest due to a mere jealousy of his unparalled cultivation. Accused for treason and executed. Ling Tianzun sworn for revenge. Not to the King who betrayed him, but the Fate itself! For no longer he strode upon the earth as a human. And as a Demon he shall become! ========= Disclaimer. MC will start as an infant, gaining power as the get go. For the first 50 ish chapter might be boring for some readers. And will get better from chapter 50+ after the MC is grown enough. if you expecting exponential plot, fast pacing progress, this might not for you. ====== No Yuri, No NTR, No Yaoi. Harem? Maybe, we will see together how the story goes. Heroine will never cheat the MC. Thats all for now

{WARNING! MATURE CONTENT} PROLOGUE:  Alan yelled, his voice shuddering through his mate's heart, "You are mine and nobody else’s." “I am not yours! Are you insane?” Eleanor questioned while inspecting him. She was puzzled by the man's bizarre behavior in front of her. "I am aware that you enjoy dancing, but I make a distinction between the dance you teach and the one I just witnessed you perform.” Oh, so this was the reason for the yelling. She nearly chuckled as she told him, "This little dance is nothing," but she bit her lip when she saw a severe scowl on his face. “How many dicks do you think didn’t get hard from that little dance you did?” He was staring at her with glares that seemed to want to peer into her soul. He wasn't joking; he could smell every hot male in the room, desiring to have her. "It is all in your head!” She equally shouted, her voice loud as she continued, "I won't stop dancing just because it makes you jealous.” “Oh, you'd do that. And I'm not Jealous either!” Even though he shouted those words, the jealousy that was seething inside of him beckoned him to dispute his words. "I'm still not over the ruse you pulled on me when you misled me to think you purchased Hermosa. Trust me, if you try anything stupid, that's where I'll draw the line between us.” Both of their chests tightened at the mere prospect of being apart. “Huh! Do you believe getting rid of me is so simple? It would require one of us to pass away because the connection between you and me is too strong- stronger than you think.” “Then quit being a jerk, please!” Her comments caused him to painfully clamp his fingers into his palms. “You should also stop your sensual dances, I say! We would stop this argument if you agreed your dances seduce men.” Eleanor's face became hot with rage at that. The fact that Alan's jealousy grew every day was beyond her comprehension and she knew that this fight would not end anytime soon. Every time Alan watched her dancing, he felt the possessive trait that every werewolf experienced for his mate. What kind of dance would she be doing if he wasn't present, too?   Even without dancing attractively, she was enough to draw attention by simply standing there still. He should now begin remodeling all prisons and dungeons to his comfort because he was certain that he would kill someone one of these days. ****** When a father offered his life to save another, fates were forever altered. One was a human, the other a werewolf: She'll show you dance moves you've never seen before if you give her the beat! Eleanor has a carefree and friendly demeanor, and guests are always warmly greeted by her friendly demeanor. But beneath that lovely grin lurks a volcano waiting to erupt if prodded. Alan is a powerful Beta- adept at business, and everything he touches flourishes. His accompanying extras are fame and fortune. While Eleanor vows that she will never forgive Alan and his brothers for the humiliation and anguish she had endured at their hands, she found herself getting drawn to him the more. Alan, on the other hand, was conflicted about Eleanor's work and got divided between changing who she is and what she values the most. Is there going to be a battle if the powerful meet the insane? Or will an unforeseen sequence of events bring harmony to a couple doomed from the start? Would this cause them to grow apart even though they are mated? Who, after all, is this evil she-wolf, also hunting for any chance to harm this human? ***** Join discord : https://discord.gg/7TJWb2Qm

His dark eyes stared into mine with no emotions at all. “Xav—” “Shut up!” I flinched and let out a shuddered breath. He came closer and took a hold of my neck as if trying to choke me or something. I stared at him and breathed heavily. “Just shut up.” I looked down and closed my eyes. “I own you.” His words resounded in the room. They were like torture to me and I couldn’t escape. I was trapped with him and there was no way out. ______________________ Join me on the roller coaster ride of love and hate, following Xavier Valencian -- a handsome, yet devilish mafia boss and his new interest -- Scarlett Walker. What happens when Scar's dad sells her to the mafia boss for three million dollars? Can she buy her back & save her life, or will she be always a prisoner to his little tricks? [Updated regularly. A long book with over 200k words intended, dark romance.]

# cinderella # supportingcharacter Song Ci transmigrated into a book as a cannon fodder supporting female character with a burden, also known as her younger brother. The burden Song Yujin said calmly, “Do you plan on hitting me today? If so, hurry up. I have homework to do.” Song Ci was speechless. Wasn’t this the male lead who was tortured by his sister at a young age, and then grew up and tortured the sister back?! As she recalled how the story progressed, Song Ci shuddered and revealed a kind smile. “Yujin, go on and do your homework if you want to. Are you hungry? Why don’t I make you something?” Song Yujin became wary as if his sister was now using a new method to torture him. Song Ci tried several times to gain Song Yujin’s favor but failed, and that made her want to cry. This day, their cheapskate aunt who rarely paid them a visit suddenly showed up. “Cici, take your cousin’s place and marry Lu Gan. Both of you have burdens so you won’t complain about each other.” Song Ci was speechless. What kind of bullsh*t was this? She had read the book and knew the real story. Their aunt’s family only aimed for Lu Gan because of his good looks and wealthy family background. But now that Lu Gan’s legs were ruined in a car crash, they were trying to push this mess to her instead! Song Ci said, “Sure, I’ll marry him.” Song Ci wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that Lu Gan and his ruthless son ended up hating her in the book for refusing the marriage! If she didn’t agree, her life would be endangered! After they got married… Lu Gan: My dear, are you hungry? Why don’t I make you something? The great villain: Mom, I earned a billion. That’ll be your pocket money! Song Yujin: I saw a rather acceptable necklace in an auction. It’s almost worthy of you, I guess. Song Xi was speechless. All of a sudden, she was being pampered by bigshots!