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Hi Score Girl Oono

HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION

Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. Born of a Respectable Made Man, a child who frightened a few but was cherished by all. Her world was destroyed the day her father was assassinated and her family left for dead. Eighteen and jaded now, Kyoline makes friends with bartending shifts, gun-running, and caring for the siblings nobody else will. Love is not on the agenda—survival is. But there's Tenz Jersey, her mafia beau, all tattoos and broken vows, who kisses like sin and lies like the bible. He gives her protection, passion, and anarchy in equal measure. She tells herself he's enough, that he's the only one capable of making the threat feel like home. Until Isaac. Cold. Deadly. Unapologetically deadly. He grabs her and stuffs her into a black SUV, and claims to be a cop, and whisks her off into a game of questioning, control, and cannoli. Only Isaac's not NYPD—he's the mafia's best hitman. And he's staring at her way too hard. He notices what others do not—her quick wit, her raw edges, the fire she keeps hidden under her golden dresses and guarded smiles. He is not trying to save her. He wishes to see how far she will go to save herself. Now Kyoline is caught between two men who both report to the same violent underworld—and both want her for different reasons. One wants to cage her up. The other wants to burn her alive. But the mafia doesn't believe in love. The mafia believes in loyalty. And Kyoline's loyalty might cost her everything—her heart, her freedom, and maybe even her life. In a world where love is poison and trust is a weapon, one girl must decide if she's a pawn in their game… or the queen who burns their kingdom to ashes.
Daniel_Frank_2299 · 10.7K Views

His to Break, His to Keep

My hands trembled, my pulse a frantic drumbeat against my ribs as Liam Romano slid the ring onto my finger. White gold. Flawless diamonds. Cold and unfeeling—just like the man who now owned me. For most, a wedding ring symbolized love, devotion, a future built on choice. For me, it was a prison. A silent contract that stripped away my name, my freedom, my very identity. Emily Carter no longer existed. I was Emily Romano now. A pawn in a game played by ruthless men. A caged bird with no escape. I should have run when I had the chance. Now, as the most powerful figures of the New York and Chicago Famiglias watched in chilling silence, escape was nothing more than a distant dream. There were no second chances. No mercy. In our world, a marriage didn’t end unless a body hit the ground—and I knew whose body that would be if I dared to run. This wasn’t love. This was war. A treaty forged in blood. A fragile truce between two criminal empires standing at the edge of destruction. The Bratva were circling like vultures, waiting for a weakness, a reason to strike. And I? I was the peace offering, the price my father had paid to keep our family standing. I should be thankful. That’s what they told me. That’s what my father drilled into my head, over and over again. But gratitude didn’t make the chains any lighter. "You may kiss the bride." The priest’s voice shattered the silence. I forced myself to lift my gaze. Liam’s dark, calculating eyes met mine, void of warmth, void of hesitation. His face, cold and unreadable, gave away nothing. He was a man who had never known fear. A man who didn’t bend, didn’t break. And now, I belonged to him. The world watched, waiting for a sign of weakness. A crack in my mask. I wouldn’t give them one. But Liam? Liam saw through it all. His fingers tightened around mine—a warning, a promise. Then he moved. His lips crashed against mine, not soft, not tender—a kiss of possession. Of dominance. A silent vow that sealed my fate. My body stiffened under his touch, but I didn’t pull away. Because I knew what he was telling me without saying a word. You are mine. And in that moment, I realized something terrifying. I was his to keep. And his to break.
Akash_Chaudhary_0940 · 7.2K Views

Hello World Hi

My name is Jun'ichirō Yamamoto, everyone calls me Jun or Yamamoto. I've been in this world for the past ten years, that's right I got reincarnated in this strange world where there are superpowered individuals who are known as Pro Heroes and Villains. This superpower is manifested in 80% of humans in the world. To cultivate future Pro Heroes there's even a school to teach them about this stuff. I am also a quirk bearer in this world, and my quirk is a transformation type quirk. But the thing is I know pretty well what this transformation is, it's an alien from a cartoon series I watched dearly. That's right, my quirk can turn me into an alien from the Ben 10 cartoon, specifically, I can turn into the Upgrade alien. It's cool actually, if I wish to turn partially too, I don't have to turn fully into an Upgrade to use all the powers, partial transformation can exert the same powers when I'm fully turned into the Upgrade form. Now, I have parents in this world, and they work in the hero agency of the No. 1 Hero All Might, that guy is like this worlds Superman. From what I've seen he can't fly, can't shoot heat rays from his eye's etc.. but, he do have super strength, super speed, super endurance and many of the basic things Superman have.Anyway, about my parents, my dad's name is Tatsuya Yamamoto and mom's name is Miyuki Yamamoto. Both of them have quirks, dad's quirk is minor electric manipulation and mum's quirk is minor light manipulation. Well, the doctor did say that I've the combined quirk if both of them, hence the Upgrade transformation. As for the transformation part, it's from my grandfather as he had a transformation quirk that can turn into a slime man. Then there's my reincarnation part, honestly I don't remember how I got here, but I do remember the previous life. There I was an average college student and read comics like Marvel and DC, played game's and most importantly watched cartoons and ate as much as I could. In that life I was an orphan, so my current parents are a blessing to me. Even though I was an orphan I did some part time job to get a steady income so that I could study. And I don't know how I died either, it must be because of the reincarnation stuff. Anyway, right now I'm on my way to attend the entrance exam to one of the prestigious hero schools in Japan, U.A High School. All I know is that this school has hosted All Might, Endeavor, Best Jeanist and many other top Pro Heroes as their students. Other than that, what happens in the U.A is pretty much barbaric in my opinion, as every year they pit the students against each other on live TV. I don't know how much of an idiot the guy running the school is, but it just shows the Villains that who will be the strong one in the coming generation. After considering all of this I've thought about not going to this school, but my mum had already registered me for the entrance exam so I just thought 'Why not? I just don't have to be in the spotlight until I graduate from this school. So, like that I'm here now, to attend the entrance exam of U.A High School. : ::::::::::-Chapter 1 End-:::::::::: ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Author :: Themasterblaster :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::Right now I'm at the entrance of the UA exam center, mom and dad dropped me here and wished me luck, "Well here goes nothing." On the way to the orientation hall I saw a blonde haired kid pushing aside a green haired kid, and a girl coming in to save him right when he was about to fall to the ground face first. 'Lucky' I thought, shaking my head, I went inside the Hall for the orientation. After five minutes the lights were dimmed and Present Mic started the presentation on the exam. While that was going on I looked at my battle center and found out I'm in center D. Suddenly Present Mic stopped talking, so I looked up to see what's happening and saw that some kid standing there and asking about the fourth picture that was given
Writing4Fun · 6.6K Views

Poster Girl

Abused and thrown away in a container, Mallory, eighteen years old, thinks that this is it; this is how her life is ending and what a tragic life it has been. But fate isn't done with her yet. Hunter Brown, a low-life gangster, is passing by an alleyway when he is alerted by the cries from a rolled-up carpet thrown in a container. She told him to let her die, but he decided to save her life. This is a novel about generations of secrets of the Wraith family being unfolded and an abused and broken girl who has to run for her life while trying to heal and start over. ________________________________________ Mallory walked into the dayroom, balancing a stack of dirty plates in her hands, each step echoing heavily on the floor. Seizing the moment, an uninterested Calvin Wraith decided to trip her as she passed by his seat, where he was engrossed in playing Snake on his phone. With a loud crash, Mallory stumbled and fell, sending the plates crashing to the ground and scattering everywhere. The commotion caught Mrs. Wraith's attention, and she rushed into the room, fuming with anger at the chaos. "Stupid girl!" Mrs. Wraith scolded and placed a hard slap across Mollory's face. With ringing ears and burning tears in her eyes, Mallory took a deep breath, striving to keep her voice steady as she pleaded, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Wraith. I'll clean this up right away." Lowering her gaze, she could hear Calvin snickering from the sofa, a smug grin on his face. "Yes, you will. I expect this room to be spotless in under an hour," Mrs. Wraith snapped, shoving Mallory aside before storming out. "Why did you do that?" Mallory asked, her voice strained as she looked up at Calvin after Mrs. Wraith had closed the door. Calvin stood up and moved closer, stopping just inches away from the frightened Mallory.
novelsbykendra · 49.9K Views
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