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Hydro Dipping Warhammer

Marked by the lord of darkness

Plagued by the same dream every night Hazel refused to fall asleep but just like always her eyelids grew heavy and she succumbed to sleep. She somewhat found herself in the same dream again but this time around the interior of the room looked more lavished than her room. She held her breath when she heard footsteps but the sound faded right after door. She clenched her dress out of anxiousness as she awaited the man who has been visiting her in her dreams. A cold wind passed in the room as it snuffed out the only source of light and a shiver ran down her spine . She was determined to know who this man actually was and so held her ground even though she was scared . She felt a hand grab her waist and she tilted her head to look at his face . As if on cue lightning striked revealing an impeccably handsome face which she had never met before , what caught her eyes the most were his red eyes ' a vampire !' she thought frozen. Never had she ever imagined the person to be a vampire. She tried pulling herself out of his embrace but his grip prevented her . "You're mine" he whispered and she felt goosebumps on her skin before she could comprehend what was happening he dipped his head in her neck , marking her as his forever. Hazel was the youngest daughter of the renowned duke Donovan Wiltchiz, she was not only overshadowed by her elder sister but was barely noticeable in society because her parents would let her sister have all the attention. Due to this she recoiled into the shadows of her sister and fell in love with the gardener's son almost forgetting about the outside world until the night of hallow when the lord of the land , the lord of darkness Sylvester Reigns claims her as his when they haven't even met before
Reese_Nova · 2.2K Views

Threads of Yesterday

The sun dipped low over the skyline of Austin, casting long shadows on the streets below. In the heart of the city, the hum of life pulsed on. Irena Valdez adjusted her lab coat as she stepped out of the biomedical research facility she called her second home. She had spent years carving a name for herself in the world of science, becoming one of the most sought-after lab technologists in the field. Her days were filled with precision, breakthroughs, and the satisfaction of knowing her work made a difference. Tonight, as she strolled down the sidewalk toward her favorite coffee shop, a sense of calm washed over her. Her life felt perfect—or close enough. Her marriage to Daniel was steady, filled with laughter, warmth, and the kind of trust that made her believe in forever. They were building a future together, one filled with love and mutual respect. The soft chime of the café’s bell greeted her as she pushed open the door. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped her like an old friend. Irena ordered her usual—an almond milk latte—and found a seat by the window. She pulled out her phone to catch up on messages, her mind still swirling with the day’s experiments. But then she heard it. A voice. Deep, familiar, and achingly tied to a part of her life she thought she had tucked away. “Irena?” She looked up, her heart skipping a beat. Standing there, holding a steaming cup of coffee, was Ethan Reyes. Her ex. The man who had once been her everything before life had pushed them apart. His face held a mixture of surprise and something else—nostalgia, perhaps? Time had etched faint lines around his dark eyes, but he was still unmistakably Ethan, with that easy confidence and the smile that had once unraveled her. For a moment, the café faded away, replaced by a flood of memories. The late-night drives, the laughter, the arguments that had burned like wildfire. The quiet moments when they thought they’d found forever. And the heartbreak when they realized they hadn’t. Ethan’s gaze flicked to her left hand, where the glint of her wedding band caught the light. He smiled, but there was a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. “Mind if I join you?” he asked, his tone casual, though his question carried a weight they both felt. Irena hesitated for only a second, then nodded. “Sure.” As he sat across from her, the past and present collided in a way Irena hadn’t anticipated. She was happy—secure in her life with Daniel. But as Ethan leaned forward, his words carrying the echoes of their shared history, she realized the past never truly disappears. It lingers, waiting for moments like this to remind you of who you were, who you are, and the choices that shaped it all.
Heena_Tabassum · 270 Views

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 · 306.1K Views

Sweet Revenge Of Pain

The heels of her shoes were hitting the floor, making a rhythmic beat that gave off a bad vibe.   She got to where I was and crouched down to my level. "Huh, poor baby," she said in a cry-like voice as she shook her head in self-pity and patted my head, then whispered    "Shh, don't cry; it will soon be over," she said, still gently patting my head.   She brought out a small, shiny silver knife that I hadn't noticed that she had been holding for a while.   "Clara, please stop whatever you are planning to do." I pleaded in fear and looked at her in horror as I tried to process what she intended to do with the knife.    "My, my, my, someone is scared; don't worry, I won't be too hard on you." She coaxed me and laughed like a maniac when she saw the expression on my face.   "Please, for the sake of our friendship, please stop." I begged for mercy.   "Shut! Shut the fuck up!" She punched me in the face until her hand was colored with my blood.    I was too weak to fight back as she slashed my stomach slowly and deeply, making a pathway for the blood to flow freely like a stream.   "Honey, you don't have to stain your dress. Let the guards do this," Gabriel said as he saw my blood pouring out of my stomach's hundred-meter radius.   She dipped her hand forcefully into my stomach and brought out my under-formed fetus, then used the knife to cut the placenta that connected me and my baby.    She stabbed it repeatedly without mercy while I looked on in pain and helplessness as my baby died tragically before me.    "Raven! Bring the rest now!" She ordered in her authoritative tone that she normally uses whenever she wants something done with an immediate effect.   
Ada_Miniscent · 7.5K Views

Awakening Into One's Own (Apothecaries Awakening) (Psuedo - LitRPG)

Are you looking for: *Realistic Dungeons *Crossing between split time-lines *Believable progressive growth *Apothecary work with an eccentric teacher *And more? Andrew thought they were testing for a Virtual Reality. He was half-right. No one really knew how the global medical and scientific empire, Millennial Enterprises came about. All that they knew was that they had risen from the ashes of World War III, and brought about miracle-like changes never before seen to a world in desperate need of a savior. Now, nearly half a century after the war, having contributed the most towards society's restoration, and despite introducing the necessary technology years before, they were finally dipping their own toes into the Virtual Reality sector. Jumping at an opportunity to participate, Andrew felt that he finally might have an in on getting his sister's currently incurable ailment resolved. It was a horrifically mutated disease like few others that came about in the aftermath of the war. Not all was as it seems though. Powerful corporations always have an agenda. It just wasn't known, what was their intention and what was the catch? ********** Warning!!: This is a slow burn story focused on Mental and Emotional development(with violence sprinkled in), as that is the basis behind the main character's power. ********** This becomes a Truer Lit-RPG with far more action at the start of Book 2, but I won't ruin the surprise. ********** Monday/Wednesday/Friday releases
Jade_Theif · 38K Views

Psycho's Mine

"What you gonna do? Force your way out?" He smirked. My eyes widened due to his audacity. "Y-you a$$hole!" I exclaimed in annoyance. Why can't he understand the word no? I saw how his demeanor got dark. His already chinky eyes narrowed into slits as he glared daggers at me. His stance grew predatory, and I blanched. He's being scary. "I am what?" He whispered animosity is on his voice. My tongue got tied as I tried to bite back a curt and failed. He was already walking towards me, but I held my place. I'm not going to show him he can intimidate me. We were just mere centimeters apart now, and his scent invaded my personal space again. "You are staying." He mumbled. His fingers traced the contour of my collar bone before dipping at the hollow on my neck. "And you know that we still have that deal, yeah?" He moved his fingers up my neck and grabbed me by my nape before pulling me close to him. His face hunched closer to nuzzle my neck, and then he started pressing little kisses that made my eyes close. He is seducing me... "We're going to seal that deal sooner or later, Lyubov moya. I hope you're ready." He rasped in my ear right before he bit down. --------------------------------------- Wynter McIver, Queen of the Boardroom. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she always gets what she wants. At 28, her mother pushes her to marry, but she never agreed nor even think about it. She's in her prime life and being tied down is still out of her mind. She had boyfriends before, but none of them could coax her into marriage. But when she met the ruggedly handsome and mysterious Keith Andrew Nagasaki, her thoughts in marriage fled out of the window. At last, she met her knight in an Armani suit, her other half, and she would do anything to have him. But when she discovered his deepest and darkest secret, she didn't know what to do. She was trapped in wanting the man and fearing him. WARNING: R18 Credits to the artist
Raeven_Black · 1.6M Views
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