Akaza Whimpering

Geraldina was an intersex whose life seemed to be only tied to her crazy love for her ex until the same guy dragged her into a whole new and insane journey. *** "He's always dragging me into strange things. My life is this messed up because of him!" Dina complained to her system Zero-one "Then let me take you away," A certain target said "Whaa???" All of a sudden, the mission took the weirdest turn with her targets now 'targeting' her with their crazy love. This wasn't right! Her heart was only for her Jack...Right? "Zero-baby, help me~ I don't know who's the target anymore!" Dina whimpered in confusion "Come into my arms then," Zero suddenly said with a strange seductive smile and the same crazy, infatuated look the targets had in their eyes! "EH?!" THIS TRANSMIGRATION SUDDENLY BECAME STRANGE! *This is my first novel so the beginning might not be the best but I promise it gets better as you move on. Constructive criticism is allowed but please don't be mean. *Read my review and its reply for important clues (optional but necessary) *I am on FB,Twitter and pininterest and I have a blog. Links in my review.

Born an omega in a time where omegas are rare and unwanted, Rory lived a life whereby he was always a second option in every situation. Omegas couldn’t birth pups, so no one wanted to be mated to them, except to fuck them and move on. He thought he was lucky to be betrothed to an alpha who loved him, but after a shocking betrayal, his heart turned to stone. Fleeing for his life led him into the clutches of Jason, a dangerous, ruthless wolf. He loses his virginity to him and the morning after, he realized that this soulless Alpha is his fated mate. But, once again, Rory is reminded of his curse of always being a second option when he got rejected. As if that wasn’t enough, he soon realized his life is in immense danger. Rory then decides to run away and start afresh in a different country. One thing Rory didn’t expect to happen, was for him to end up pregnant weeks after fleeing! ~~~ Years later, Rory now has an adorable son. He wasn’t the timid omega he once was, because he had managed to rise to the very top. Along the line, he managed to open his heart up to Kenny, a cute Alpha who loved and cherished him wholeheartedly, leading him to live a contented life. But when he collides with Jason this time, he wants nothing to do with the alpha who rejected him in the past. Jason, an Alpha of Alphas, felt his wolf wilt away the day he rejected his omega mate. He tried making things right, but the pretty omega who smelled of wildflowers and vanilla had completely disappeared from the face of earth. Now that he had encountered Rory again, he wasn’t ready to receive ‘no’ for an answer, and he was ready to do whatever it takes to get the omega’s forgiveness. However, Kenny wasn’t ready to let go of Rory either! A fight for the omega’s heart, who’s gonna emerge the victor? And what if they decide to share instead? | - | e x c e r p t | -| “Arch for me, pup.” The dark alpha husked and more color rushed into Rory’s face as the order settled in his stomach. For the first time in his life, Rory was completely nude in front of a man. He had assumed losing his virginity was gonna be brisk, and that it was gonna happen in the dark. He never counted on it going down this way, with an alpha whose dark eyes made his weak kneed and tongue tied, whose voice made his insides clench up, and whose touch made slick gush out of him like he was a faulty faucet. He pressed his flushed face into the sandalwood smelling sheets, limbs trembling as he arched his back even more, till his ass was very high and his chest pressed into the bed as well. “There you go, that’s a good boy.” The Alpha growled out, hands reaching out to knead his hips, and when he delivered a spank on Rory’s ass, a stuttered whimper spilled past the pretty omega’s mouth, muffled in the sheets. Moments later, fingers were digging into the omega’s hair, jerking his head up just as another spank got delivered on his second cheek, and this time, there was nothing to muffle the high pitched sound and it filled the air in a melodic tune. “Don’t muffle those sweet sounds, gorgeous. I want to hear every sound you make, I need to hear you as you fall apart from pleasure in my bed tonight, and that’s exactly what’s gonna happen.” * Cover isn’t mine. If owner requests, I’d take it down.

“How do you think it makes me feel to know that my parents discarded me because of who I am? How do I know you won’t do the same the moment you see all the darkness and how fucked up I am?” “Because the first time I saw you, it was in one of your darkest moments, and yet all I felt for you was love. I vowed I will protect you till the day I die,” Liam whispers as he pushes my body on the wall. My body betrays me, softening under his. “I am damaged goods, a wolfless omega. I don’t deserve to be mated to an alpha,” I whimper, all fight leaving my body as I helplessly try to reason with him. “In my eyes, you are priceless to me. I have waited my whole life for you rain. I am never giving you up. I will fight for you until my last breath,” his whispered words and eyes leave me breathless as his lips capture mine in a kiss. Rain Larue is a wolfless omega and a weakling when he stumbles in his mate’s arms on a fateful night he is sure he is going to die. He has a dark past that has affected and shaped him, which is still following him in his new life with his fated mate Alpha Kingsley Liam. Rain wants to believe that it’s real and that he has a mate as an alpha and is loved, but he painfully knows that nothing lasts forever. Liam knows that rain is going to take a while before accepting him. He has vowed to wait for him, no matter how long it takes. Problem, people from Rain’s past keep coming back for him and wanting to take his precious mate away from him. He doesn’t care about anything other than healing and being there for his mate and protecting him. But the outside world is adamant and seems persistent on taking the one thing good and bright in his life. He has a choice, to show mercy and be the person Rain has come to know him as, or be the ruthless person he was before Rain to protect his now pregnant mate. Can the two survive the storm of the parents’ disapproval, the attacks from the past, and the inner demons each is battling to nourish the pure love between them? *book cover copyright doesn’t belong to me

Cadee Singer and Max Tanner went through a lot in their lives before finding each other. After suffering from traumatic pasts, the last thing any of them need is to feel attached to each other. Neither of them want a relationship and somehow being friends with benefits morphs into something more. Can these two troubled souls find a way to themselves with all the obstacles life throws at them? DISCLAIMER! THIS BOOK HAS MATURE THEMES AND IS INTENDED FOR AN 18+ AUDIENCE ONLY. WILL ALSO CONTAIN BDSM THEMES! Sneak peak! "How do you feel?" he asked as he admired his handwork. "Tense and a little unsure," she muttered. "Do you need me to stop?" "No,"she said. Max smiled and was glad that she couldn't see him. He couldn't remember the last time he'd actually smiled during sex. "Good girl." He slowly pushed a finger into her and found her soaking wet from her previous orgasm. "when I snapped the garter, did you like it?" She kept mute, but her body pushed out more liquid coating his finger. He added another one and moved it and out of her till she was moaning and thrusting her ass out. "Did you like it?" he asked again. "Yes," she whispered. He gently spanked her ass and she whimpered, drawing her legs together.

She looked like a rat caught in headlights, her big brown eyes looking innocently up at me, tears brimming. My little Miss Kindergarten turns me on without even doing anything. I wanted to hug her, but if I did, she would feel my manhood. "Tsk tsk, what happened, Miss Kindergarten?" I whispered. She stood up, the moonlight from the window making her curves more prominent. "Why are you here?" she sniffled. "I can come whenever I want, baby," I walked slowly towards her. She took a step back, and I took one more forward. She touched the wall behind her. Aawww "Uh huh, no escape, baby," I spoke, standing in front of her. Her head low, her toes fidgeting on her own. Nervous. Nervous. "What's so interesting in those cute feet today?" I asked, tugging at her chin to make her look up at me. "Go Away. Please" Her voice came out weak. "You should mind your business." "Oh, you are my business, Miss Kindergarten. Don't forget that," I growled in a low voice. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" Her stubborn behavior as usual. "You are, baby, and if you deny it again, I'll bite that little tongue of yours." She sucked in a sharp breath, rolling her eyes at me. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" she gritted out, her nose fuming in anger. "You can't tell me. You don't own me!" 'Only if she knew, she doesn't look scary at all. She's a pookie. MY POOKIE!' "You love challenging me, baby," I said, closing the distance between us and bending until my nose touched hers. "Let me taste that daring tongue of yours." I whispered, tilting my head to sniff her hair. Grabbing her arms from behind and pinned them above her head. "Hey, Miss Kindergarten, your hands are wet." She whimpered. I brought my other hand back to her chin and saw dark liquid dripping off my fingers. The metallic scent wafting up my nostrils. "I swear If this is blood, you're going to regret it. Baby."

Content: [Matured] “Brother Abubakar.” Soliat’s hardened nipple brought a moan to her lips. “You’re too conscious, it’s driving me insane.” He brushed a thumb to her lips. “Let me ask you a question, what I did at the party, did you like it?” Her heart hitched and she did not know her nipple would harden more than it already had, except it did. “Answer me.” Slowly he trailed a hand from her face down to her neck, then her cleavage to in between her breasts, pushing the towel downward. “I—we—it was in a public place, I—I don’t know.” He eyes left his finger and the assault it was committing to look at her face. “Would you know if I did it again?” He did not wait for her to reply and dragged off her towel, kissing her to the bed. “Brother Abubakar,” she moaned. “It’s Abubakar now.” He broke the kiss to say. He peppered light kisses on her cheek and trailed it to the sweet spot on her neck. “I will touch you, Solia, but I won’t go all the way, is that okay with you?” He covered her breasts with his hand and her reply came in soft moans. “Ahh!” She whimpered when his finger pinched her nipple and a pleasure pain swept through her. “There’s a thin line between pain and pleasure, darling, and if you let me, I’ll show you.” Then he replaced his torturing hand with his mouth. “Abubakar.” She arched her chest so that his warm mouth would completely cover her aching bud. “That’s more like it, moan for me some more.” He gave her hardened bud a torturously slow lick while his hand manifested on the other peach. His hand travelled down her body, twirling on her skin and caressing her waist. “Do you like this, Solia?” “Yes, Brother—“ He bit her nipple. “Shall we try that again, do you like this, Solia?” “Yes, Abubakar.” Super hot, right? why not check out the book! It started with an idea and ended in the loving arms of a Muslim widow. Edegbe’s journey up north took a twisted turn and landed him in a dire situation where he had to choose between his friendship and love. In a frigid northern state, Edegbe finds that death is rife and normalcy is a luxury, but he is adamant and fights against all odds to achieve success. What he achieved instead is a dazzling relationship with a Muslim widow whose twin brother is madly in love with a woman whose interest, for a short while, laid with his friend. Edegbe let the drastic turn of event lead him, until he had to choose between his friend and the woman of his heart. Will Edegbe abandon his love, the woman who made the terrible things about the north bearable, or will he forfeit his friendship of many years? Please support with your gifts and votes.

"I can't do that," he says softly, staring absentmindedly in the whiskey glass, "I'm the Alpha." "So?" "So, I'm not supposed to be this.... submissive," he spits, eyebrow creasing as if the whiskey glass is a rotten tomato. "Come here." Kamil instructs gently, watching the turmoil in the way he grinds his teeth, bites his lips but when he raised his head and their eyes meet, the hesitation fades. Dropping into his arms, Kamil strokes his hair slowly at first, curls as wispy as flowers. Suddenly, he grabs onto them roughly tilting his head towards him, trailing a finger down his throat to a nipple. And when a whimper falls from the Alpha's lips, Kamil growls and bites his ear, leaving a mark so red fire pales in comparison. "Out there, you're the Alpha. But in here with me, you're mine. You are my good boy." ********** Full description titled Making the Alpha Submit blurb ******** WARNING: mature scenes between two men involving light kink & submission . If a chapter labelled M isn't your kind of thing, do pass on to the next (or scroll rapidly to the end of the M chapter) ***************** Contact me: Instagram @ameliacovet Twitter: @ameliacovet

Blurb: “Your Alpha thinks a wolfless girl can’t be the Luna.” Rachael replied. “My Alpha had suggested more suitable options should stay around Alpha Sebastian till he makes a decision.” My heartbeat quickened as anger rose from my stomach at being called a wolfless girl again. Can’t be a Luna? I snapped my head to Alpha Sebastian and he didn’t even look at me. Suitable options? Decision? My fists clenched. “What decision—” Alpha Sebastian left his seat suddenly and I stepped back on impulse. His gaze finally landed on me and a suppressed whimper left me. His blue eyes slowly darkened to red. “Seraphina Renaud. I, Sebastian Theroes, hereby break the betrothal engagement I made with you on 27th of December, 2021.” Alpha Sebastian said flatly, not even bothering to spare me a glance. ~~~ Everything changed after her parents died. Seraphina Jones once lived in peace within her pack as the daughter of a multi-millionaire despite being a wolfless girl, but when she had nothing else to offer, she became the general object of ridicule. Still, she had persevered because of her love for her Alpha and being his betrothed, she planned to pay back all who humiliated her when she’d become his Luna. Yet one fateful day, her fragile heart was cruelly broken by the man who was to protect her and she’s ridiculed by her pack once again. Trying to escape their scorned looks, she got into an accident that ended her life. In a fortunate string of event, Seraphina Jones got reborn to three years before her rejection and demise. Changing the events of the future was a must and revenge of the pack who scorned her was in order. She made up her mind not to fall in love recklessly and to build her own empire. Meeting the sarcastic wealthy rogue and getting a found family were blessings she only found in her new life. However, what she didn’t know was that the events of her new life had taken a very drastic change from her previous life after her return.

“What the fuck? What is going on? Have I completely lost it?” As I stare panicky at the dot unable to decide what to do, the white dot disappears and a line of text appears in its place. [Installing files. 1% done…] As I watch the text in shock, the percentage gradually increases. […2%...3%...4%...] I move to the living room in a zombie-like manner, too shocked to think clearly and lie down on the couch. “Something is wrong with me; I think I finally lost my sanity…” […12%...13%...14%...] Unable to affect the situation in the least, I stare dejectedly at the percentage increase, while my mind starts exploring the possible explanations. In the end, as the percentage hits 90%, I narrow it down to three possibilities. The first possibility is that I am in fact still unconscious and this is all a product of my mind. I pinch myself and whimper at the pain, as in my nervousness I used almost all my strength. Nope, the first is out. The second possibility is that I have completely lost my mind and am suffering from delusions. Hmm, I cannot exclude this, but while possible, I don’t think that this is it. The only thing out of the ordinary is that fucking line of text. The third possibility … [Installation successful!] The text disappears and a new message appears in my eyes… The third possibility … is that I gained a system. I read the message with my mouth agape at the implications. [Welcome user, to the Perverted Daddy System!] Fuck… TAGS: Mind control, manipulation, corruption, sleep sex, rape, blackmail, oyakodon

"Let me fall in love with you." With his ocean blue eyes, he looks at me. "I can't ...We are enemies." "I-" I know that. I doubt anyone knows it better than us. But still I can't help it. I want to love you. I want you to love me. I want us to be together. I wish I could declare this to whole world. Slowly extending his hands towards me, he says"One day we will not be enemies, maybe then we can be lovers." What do I say to that? Do I tell him I will wait... Or question him when? I have so many questions to ask him. But again how do I break it to him. "..." "n.." His gaze stuck on me for a while finally disappears. Facing straight, he finally breaks the silence with a soft wispher"Not just lovers." "Yes." I question him not believing my ears. Maybe the whistle of air is hindering my hearing. He whimpers. Completely turning away his head, he adds"Not just lovers but spouses." "Are you proposing to me?" I couldn't believe my ears, I couldn't believe reality. I am dreaming, aren't I? Maybe the night's cold is finally getting to me. "Yes,I will you accept?" He heard that. Noway did I speak aloud? Huh. The tips of his ear are little red. He is so cute. I can't help but smile to that. "You do realize you are asking me to wait to date right?" He turns and stares me down in eyes. He looks pitful. Maybe to an outsiders, it looks like I am bullying him. "I will give you the answer when we aren't enemies. He looked away. He had a frown on his face. "When the night comes, will we meet again." I asked him, gazing upon the stars in the sky. " When the night comes, I will also come with it." His replied made my heart tingle. "But I don't know about you." My face had a soft smile.

"Fayre, Fayre" someone was calling as I ran "Catch me mama" I called laughing "Stop running, you'll fall" ....... And the voice faded away while I kept hearing a loud ring at the same time trying to catch my breath. "What is happening?" I heard a voice but it sounded far away. "She's having a panic attack" someone answered. I am panicking, what was that? I pulled at my hair trying to get the ring to stop. A protective hand wrapped around me stopping my hands from pulling my hair painfully and I knew immediately it was Luca. I didn't even realize I was standing away from the bed until he steadies me against the wall and shield my body with his away from others in the room. "Eyes on me Fayre, no one else, focus on me and breath" he instructs in a low murmur and I look up at him trying to focus on him and ignore the ring in my ear but it was hard. "I can't —" I whimper "I feel like I need to scream" carrying his eyes between the tears in mine, he nods, then he gathers me into his chest and I have no idea what he is doing as he presses my face into his robe. Until his deep voice whispers against the top of my head. "Okay, scream" ......................... This is a tale of King Luca and a nameless servant. A King that rattles the Kingdom with just a glare, alongside with the breath of his very own silver dragon. King Luca, a man feared by a lot of people even if just few truly recognizes him apart from the royals of course. He is ruthless, feared, uncaring and some even called him the devil. But is that really him or it's just rumors created by people who think they know him? What happens when a little slave comes into his life uninvited and together, through different emotions starting from the bottom line of hatred up to the very heart word, they Swalve through all obstacles that seems to be thrown at them.

"Run!" my father exclaimed. Once more, please! I have spent nearly my entire life running. I got really good at it eventually, and it was helpful. Being a werewolf who was unable to shift at the age of twenty made me feel different, and naturally, the rest of my family and the pack shunned me. This seemed to be Luna's fate. With her ‘inabilities’ all around her, Luna was a lone wolf without her usual disposition. At the darkest hour of the night, with the moon in full view, a strange figure hovered over the house and crawled into her room, casting its shadow over her as she slept. It was without form and void. The only distinctive feature was the icy eyes which looked like they contained icebergs. Its presence was so strong as well, the extreme drop in temperature made her wake with a start. The eyes glowed even more as fire danced beneath it's mirth, as it caressed her lips with its fingers while whispering, “The time is now”. With a creepy laugh, it vanished. The voice is deafening, ringing in my ears, voices in my ears for many years but it's worse now. My vision blurred and I could see red eyes flashing through and through. Like a vortex, the voice plunged me into a darkness that was thicker than normal. I shut my eyes in fear of the unknown as I spiralled deeper into the never-ending darkness. I was gone for as long as I was drawn into the darkness. A flash of light sparked in her head so painful it forcefully drew her out of the darkness and caused her to open her eyes. The white light which reflected what seemed like a battle between ice and fire glowered out of them. She looked ethereal yet evil, an angel but had the look of a devil as she made various moves of getting up slowly. She stood by the window as a gush of chilling wind and cold hit the room she was in. She heard a whimper and standing behind her was the biggest, fiercest creature that immediately pounced on her. What happened to Luna? A shift had occurred in the realm. Why her sudden disappearance? ‘The time is now!’ Would she ever be free from the never-ending clutches surrounding her? Mate. Where was he in this whole scenario? Most importantly, who is Luna?

“Don't come closer.” Elise whimpered as her back collided with the wall. But, her predator refused to give up. Each step he took towards her made her heart thump. “Who could have known… Out of everyone in the entire world, My Little Elise would be my mate.” In the next blink of an eye, Dietrich’s face was buried in Elise’s neck. “Don't run, angel. It's no use. What's mine has always been mine.” – Elise was the regular nerd with huge glasses. Innocent and shy. Something all guys would have loved to possess. However, finally giving up after not being able to corrupt her. On the night before the prom, Elise's boyfriend broke up with her only to ask out her bully. A simple trigger. The ugly duckling turned into a swan princess. But, what happens when those ice cold eyes set upon Elise? Unable to control their desire any longer? Could Elise remain innocent and run away? Or, would he corrupt her till there was no innocence left?

“I, Alpha Liam Conri, reject you Aurora Greene from being my mate and Luna of my pack” “Argh” I whimpered. It felt like I was struck by lightning. Alpha Liam turned his back on me to leave, but I summoned all the courage to stand upright before letting out a low growl. “I don’t accept your rejection!” ….. Aurora Greene is an orphan and a wolf-less girl who works in the pack house for Alpha Desmond. For a long time now, Alpha Desmond knew that she was his mate but refused to tell her, instead he treated her with utmost disrespect. Alpha Liam of the Titanium Moon pack visited Alpha Desmond and discovered that Aurora was his mate. Unable to fathom the hatred she received, she chose to run away, but they went after her! Aurora's wolf was immediately awakened under the moonlight and she called Alpha Desmond her mate, which left Liam in dismay.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

Mature content[R-18+] NO RAPE~ ~What happens when a psychopath falls in love?~ The infamous wallflower and sole heiress of the Falcone empire, Abigail Falcone, was a loner, shy, and reserved. She did not know how to socialize or even how to love until she met him. Desperate to escape her scheming relatives, Abby sought a favor from her late best friend’s fiancé—a marriage of convenience. No one would have ever paired the shy, stammering wallflower with the sinfully handsome mafia leader. However, it quickly becomes clear that Abby is a woman of hidden strength—and Remo Quinn finds his dead heart beating once again. Wary but tempted, she struggles to get through the arrangement without stripping herself of her morals and losing her heart to her husband—a man so beautiful and broken, he will hurt her as much as he will love her. While seeking revenge and amidst the sultry heat of their forbidden desires and secret fears, will Abigail find the love that will change her life forever? Or will she face the punishment of falling for her deceased best friend's fiancé? What happens when Remo finds out his little shy wallflower wife is a little sly fox? ——————————— ——————————— Excerpt ~ "Beg me to use you, Abby," he growled, his voice husky with desire. Abby's breath caught in her throat as she struggled to comply with his demand. With a mixture of arousal and trepidation, she managed to whisper, "Please ...Remo..." But Remo wasn't satisfied with just her words. He wanted to see her beg, to hear the desperation in her voice. With a wicked grin, he applied a bit more pressure to her thighs, a hint of pain mingling with pleasure. "Words, little sweet doll. Beg me," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for disobedience. The sensation sent a jolt of arousal coursing through Abby's veins, her resolve crumbling under Remo's intoxicating dominance. With a whimper of surrender, she found herself uttering the words he desired, her voice trembling with need. "Please...use me," she pleaded, her heart racing as she surrendered herself to the delicious torment of Remo's touch. Trigger warnings; Self-harm, mental illness, rough sexual acts etc.

"You do not own me!" She raised her chin as she met my cold glare heads on as she tried pulling away from my grip. Instead, I pinned her hands above her head causing her to whimper slightly. "I believe I do. What happened to 'we're fated mates'?" I asked as she laughed. A painful one. "And what happened to 'I'll be with you till the end'?" She asked and then pushed me off guard as I released her hand thinking of something meaningful to say. "You've rejected me once, but this time I'll reject you Alpha Xavier. Now, we're nothing but subject and Lord!" ***** Things take a huge turn when Danielle Baker who is nothing but a weak omega finds out she's the fated mate of Alpha Xavier, most eligible bachelor in Denver. But he is also betrothed to her step sister! Ashley Baker is for his business sake while Danielle Baker literally has his very existence in her hands. Who would he pick? But what if she doesn't accept his redemption card and move on with someone from another pack. His rival!

Jean, a 23 year old lady spent her days bringing all her dreams to life. She was a determined and active lady. "Military seems interesting..." She thought while watching a movie, when her dad came back she said to him, "Dad, this princess will be joining the military selection activity tomorrow." "Racing seems exhilarating..." She thought while visiting the Grey racing firm. In the evening, "Dad this princess will start racing tomorrow, she needs a car." Jean always considered her self lucky but where was her damn luck today? She felt like crying but her eyes were very uncooperative, totally dry. Jean came to Young Master Grey's office in his male disguise as Fella to steal a mask but who knew Jaden Grey will enter almost immediately. Jaden settled in his office chair before squinting a little, of course Jean was fucked up. She hid beneath the office desk not even considering how tall Grey is. She held her breath as felt him stepping on her back then, "Hisss!!" A whimper escaped her lips when he suddenly increased pressure... FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED NEXT>>>> #This is a story full of humor, action and romance, don't miss out!!!!

When the world ends, it doesn't end with a bang or a whimper—it ends with betrayal. In a desolate future where humanity struggles against monstrous creatures and corrupted factions, survival isn't just about living another day; it's about avenging the past. Ethan Blackwood, a brilliant military strategist, once fought to save humanity. But when the apocalypse came, it wasn’t just the Nightwalkers—mutated horrors that haunt the night—that tore the world apart. It was the betrayal from within. Framed and left for dead by those he trusted most, Ethan emerged from the darkness not just alive, but reborn with a power that defies explanation. Hardened by treachery, his heart grows colder, his resolve sharper. Ethan's new mission isn't just survival—it's retribution. In this new world, trust is a rarity and betrayal is the norm. Ethan finds an unlikely ally in Lily Everett, a resourceful survivor with secrets of her own. Together, they navigate the ruins of civilization, battling not only the Nightwalkers but also the ruthless Ascendants—a faction of enhanced humans who seek to dominate the remnants of humanity with an iron fist. As Ethan’s power grows, so does his cynicism. Every encounter, every betrayal fuels his vindictive quest. Yet, within him lies a flicker of the man he once was—a strategist who fought for the greater good. This flicker is both his greatest strength and his deepest torment, as he grapples with the fine line between justice and vengeance. Their journey takes them to the heart of darkness—confronting Dr. Marcus Kane, a scientist whose experiments unleashed the apocalypse. Kane holds the key to both Ethan’s newfound powers and the catastrophic events that shattered the world. Ethan’s pursuit of Kane unravels a labyrinth of lies, forcing him to confront his own demons and the true nature of his abilities. In a world where every shadow hides a threat and every ally could be a traitor, Ethan must decide what kind of man he will become. Will he be the savior the world needs or the executioner it deserves? As he stands on the precipice of redemption or ruin, the fate of humanity hangs in the balance. "World's End Vigilante" is a gripping tale of power, betrayal, and vengeance in a post-apocalyptic world where nothing is as it seems, and survival is just the beginning. ----- Check Out My Other Book: "Ascension Of Malachor"

*anti-hero* *lover-obsessed* *enemies to lovers* A lonely princess trapped in a tower by a paranoid father, and a prince, who secretly longed for love, but avoided it just as passionately. With threats to the Empire created by the families of them both, would they be able to find love amongst it all or will all crumble down to nothing? ***** Katerina stood by the door, not making any sound, or attempting to come forward. She just kept her back against the door, so, if in case she had to leave, she would take less time and get her ass out of here. The man in front of her, who was sitting behind his desk, was her fiance. Someone who I had belonged to since childhood. In fact, before she was born actually. The man who looked disappointed, and held his head in his hand. Gulping, she regretted the choice of clothes she had worn. It was cold in her country and she was barely wearing anything but a piece of clothes. The night was ruined and now she was at the mercy of the heater about which she wondered whether it worked or not. “Why,” Matvey sighed, “why are you here?” ‘To have fun with my friends,’ she wanted to say, but then refrained. Her friends were actually downstairs, and must be waiting for her. It was the one night where she had backed her father to let her go with her friends, and by far, she knew she was going to go home for the rest of the night. “And now you have no words.” He chuckled ruthlessly. “I always find you here and there, somehow always in my sight, and that, with what you’re wearing,” he pointed his hand at her, “seeking my attention is one thing, but whoring yourself is completely another. Do you think a man wants to marry a whore?” Her eyes widened and before she could even control herself, her tears had already made their presence known. Blinking, she looked away, and her tears dropped her cheeks. How could he say that? “I suppose I have not made my decision clear so I will say it clearly, get out of my sight and my life. Walk the other way where you find me walking in the same direction or just fucking better yet, remove your existence from in front of me. Is that understood?” Hie voice turned Harsh with each word, hitting her heart with a hammer and a nail so painfully that she let out a little whimper, accompanied by a sob. Katrina’s throat choked up but she attempted to answer him. “Y-yes—“ “Good.” He sighed. “Now, get out.” Before he could even say the words, she was already on it. She opened the door and flung herself out of it, only to notice who was standing beside her as she left. A scantily dressed woman who moved inside, just as she moved out. Shame burned her from within as she moved through the dance floor, and moved out to where her car was already waiting for her. “Drive home, please.” She whispered. Drive home, and away from him. Hopefully forever.

A boy of a introvert wanted be superhero all his life ever since he was a kid. Believes in all the fairy tale and myth, to heart. That he could become one in real life. Famous the be praised for all his efforts and royalty saving the world from evil. A monster changed for the better living amongst the humans wanting to live a better life just like the human tradition for a change. His leaving the pack today and never coming back. He worry them not he won't go rogue. Him an his best friend found another pack of families that offered take them in an adopt at the city. Leaving to strongly move forward at there own path way of life. Tired living to  fight the same family tradition for decades to come before there time an anyone else ranked within there ancestors time after that. He thanked them for being there presently. Travling amongst in large groups  keeping each othet safe. He took otah,  never speaking to them again. They been banished from the village as well from being one of there own. They ever try come back, not only his family but the others catching wind of this, will kill them. Frankly  knew in pain of shock by the tone of there voices blurt that out. His friend tagged along wiping he whimpered away wiping his tears. Hoped someday they join them too for a change of heart . There was a million dollar bounty on the last abyss species of the monster cove. Hunters with various sword arts of magical powers an battle dragon creature pets, battling the beasts invading the defenceless humanity. The kid's father and mother was the top tier strongest  of all Hunters. Infinite to none, never made it back home to their children. However, a mysterious turn of events, grants them pulled together into dangerous perilous journey as rookie weak links.  The power setting on the course of no return search of there parents. Embarks on an adventure to become an unparalleled existence to humane Hunter!

Han Sheng Li is the Crown Prince of the Great Han kingdom. Since the age of fourteen, he mostly went to the wars with his father, Han Wenji, the great emperor of the Han Kingdom. He's the most favored child of his father but, is the cruelest and ruthless among all of his seven half brothers. An-Ying Lili, who is known for her kindness and beauty, is the princess of Juyan City. She could not see her family die at the hands of Han Sheng Li so agreed with the marriage alliance which was put forward by the Emperor of Han. ~~~~ “I heard you are the kindest woman in the entire Han Kingdom but, it seems opposite to me. You want me to die!!” The Crown Prince astonishingly said, keeping his icy gaze intact on the woman on his bed. “Cruel people are not worthy of anyone’s kindness,” the Crown princess pronounced sternly. The crown prince chuckled. “Kindest is the one who whimpers in pain. Are you ready for undergoing that pain with this cruel man?” Crown prince asked, slightly tilting his head, and a smirk formed on his lips. Leaning closer to Ying Lili's ear, Sheng Li whispered, "Never expect love from this evil and cruel man. Feed this in your mind- 'You will never warm my bed.' Remember this memorable wedding night, my dear Crown Princess." ~~~~~~ Thanks to "LydiaF" for proofreading the chapters for me. Thanks to My CE for this amazing Title suggestion. The art is commissioned from lia.audelia. The book won WSA NOMINATION 2021, thanks to my lovely readers. Please check out my new story in the same setting- "Gifted Bride of the Sinned Prince." Follow me on Instagram- @rayoflight_pcy

Late 1990s Tamra Island for generation long as been identified as the most beautiful island to have ever existed. One filled with magical creatures of all kinds; sorcerers, dragons, elves, faries and mermaids. This creatures alongside humans coexisted peacefully. At least that's what it looked like until all forms of pretense was wiped out... ( whirlwind, thunderstorms..running footsteps) why...... What is happening?..(panting) ........scared...... (maniacal laughter) "please, anybody, somebody....help me" ... tears..... Nooooooooooo Early 21st Late at night (raining....) pants... Baby baby wake up, wake up, it's just a dream.. (muffled cries.....no please stop) (jerks up) Grandma. (stifled tears) why is this happening to me?...make it stop (hugs...pats on the back) "It's going to be fine, go back to sleep, it was just a nightmare".. The Next Morning (at the dining table) Nana; you've learnt a bad habit of picking your food (drops cutleries) What's a 'Nehebkau' (spoon falls off the table.... Absolute silence....... A few minutes later...... Nana; why do you know that name Ahora; (shivering, stutters...) " I.........it told me (whimpering) and it said it's co.........coming.......... (Nana faints......) (Screams.....) Author's note Hi guys, am new here hope am welcomed. This is my first time writing, am going to try to make this worth your time.

Late 1990s Tamra Island for generation long as been identified as the most beautiful island to have ever existed. One filled with magical creatures of all kinds; sorcerers, dragons, elves, faries and mermaids. This creatures alongside humans coexisted peacefully. At least that's what it looked like until all forms of pretense was wiped out... ( whirlwind, thunderstorms..running footsteps) why...... What is happening?..(panting) ........scared...... (maniacal laughter) "please, anybody, somebody....help me" ... tears..... Nooooooooooo Early 21st Late at night (raining....) pants... Baby baby wake up, wake up, it's just a dream.. (muffled cries.....no please stop) (jerks up) Grandma. (stifled tears) why is this happening to me?...make it stop (hugs...pats on the back) "It's going to be fine, go back to sleep, it was just a nightmare".. The Next Morning (at the dining table) Nana; you've learnt a bad habit of picking your food (drops cutleries) What's a 'Nehebkau' (spoon falls off the table.... Absolute silence....... A few minutes later...... Nana; why do you know that name Ahora; (shivering, stutters...) " I.........it told me (whimpering) and it said it's co.........coming.......... (Nana faints......) (Screams.....)

A prisoner out for revenge, a power-hungry redhead, a fallen god, and a little princess with superpowers and an impossible quest, go all out in the fight to acquire the power capable of destroying the multiverse. Whether it is to save a kingdom, to get revenge, for world domination, or merely to fall in love with it, none of them can do without this power... so they bring Carnage! This is a tale of revenge, betrayal, love and ambition. "All is fair in Love and War" Throw Powers into the mix and it is Carnage! ___ EXCERPT___ Gorak! 'Oh sh*t!', her eyes go wide. 'What is he doing here? He escaped?' Stunned by her naked beauty, the attacking Gorak stops, staring. She looks like a goddess! Lush pink skin glowing under the sunlight. Those heavenly mounds on her chest with mouth-watering nipples. Well-framed body, with a beautiful, soft ass that vibrates gently as she moves. How could anyone look this gorgeous?! Worse off, she was dripping wet. He wanted to lick her dry! Seeing that he is just standing there, Dela seizes her chance to run. She hurls her sword at him, and he dodges, but then she begins to wade through the water to escape through a tunnel deep within. He wouldn't let her go. Reaching into the water, he pulls her out and slams her against the rocky wall, holding her in place. What was he thinking? She betrayed him so cruelly 2,000 years ago, and helped the enemy take him down! He came here to get his revenge, but what was he doing now? Drooling over her? How stupid. "Mnh... let me go!" she struggled to break free. "I loved you. Took good care of you. But what did you do? You betrayed me the second you got the chance! And what for? A cheap chance at Power?!" He yelled the last sentence in her face. She whimpered, shutting her eyes, her lips quivering. Those lips... "I'm not afraid of you!", she responded in defiance She would fight to the death. She balled her fists, making them into flaming fists. She was strong, but she was still just a Guardian. He was a god. This fight would last only a second. "Still so feisty. Your newfound powers cannot save you." He held Dela in place, keeping both her hands above her head with one hand, pressing down the rest of her body with his own body against the rocky wall. As she struggled to break free, her soft body rubbed against his hard one. It was distorting his thoughts "Hold still!", he commanded. Shocked, she stopped moving. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she realised what he meant. He took his sword to her throat. It lightly touched her skin and left a small cut. Some blood trickled down. "Say your prayers." She shut her eyes again, quivering, waiting for her death. It was finally the time to kill her. He had planned his revenge through the last 2,013 years of his life. How he would enjoy the fear on her face in her last moments, right before he slit her throat, but... Why couldn't he do it? What was stopping him? Gorak had never hesitated to kill anyone in his life before. He was genuinely confused as to why he just couldn't do it. "She betrayed you, remember? Do it, fool! Just do it.", he mumbled under his breath. Those lips... He gulped hard. He wanted to kiss them again! He lowered his sword and pressed down upon their softness, hungrily eating them out in a sweet french kiss. Deepening further, he dropped his sword, freeing his right hand to arc Dela's head, holding it in place so that his tongue reaches into the deepest depths of her soul, swallowing her whole. Wide-eyed, Dela is shocked by the kiss. It ushers in a flood of memories. 2,013year old memories. She embraces him, pushing herself up against him. Her hands are free but what is she doing? Making out with her killer!? ........ #r18 *Book cover credit: ArtStation*

He is the invisible king of City A who detests physical intimacy with anyone—anyone but her. A fight occurs one day. “My dear Fourth Master, I did wrong.” The girl whimpers pitifully. “What did you do wrong?” Fourth Master glances at her. “I shouldn’t have gotten into a fight,” the girl replies weakly. “Did you win?” Fourth Master asks. “I did.” The girl gives a brilliant smile. “Mmm, not bad.” Fourth Master pats her head encouragingly. She taught that adulterous couple a lesson. “Are you in pain?” Fourth Master kisses her hand lightly. “A little.” The girl resumes her pitiful expression. “In the future, use your feet and remember to wear shoes. If you can’t overcome them, just call me.” Fourth Master strokes her head as he comforts her lovingly.

"Hey you scumbag!" She ran after the man who was riding a horse, followed my multiple scary guards with swords by their sides. Everyone gasped as she removed her heels and scurried through the horses and guards. The guards removed their swords as she got to the man in preparation for attack. He stopped them with a raised finger as he stared at her. She dropped her heels and rubbed her palms together. "What is all this? Are you here to trick them and run away like you did to me? You ran away with my money and I ended up in this trashy place all because of you!" She screamed frustratedly at him as the old market women and men kept staring at her, empathy written all over their faces. She smiled. "But now, I won't feel so sad. You're here and I'm not leaving here without collecting my money and ruining you into pieces!" She made and attempt to climb his horse and wring his neck but a guard quickly caught her before touching a strand on the prince's hair. "What do you think you're doing lady! Now bow and apologize to the prince!" The guard barked behind her ear and instead of complying , she scrunched up her face in disgust. "prince?" she turned to him. "So you've finally succeeded in manipulating them you wretched so called dumb prince!" She threw her legs up to meet any part of his body while her arms were still held tight behind her. While still struggling and cursing, a sword pulled up at her neck which made her freeze instantly with a leg still up in the air. "if you still want your neck, bow down". She dared not look sideways. she loved her life so much and couldn't risk it. She went down slowly on her knees, whimpering and praying. "What is your name". The prince asked. "You dum...." She stopped as her eyes met the stone cold eyes of the man whose sword was on her neck. "Zora". she answered irritatedly. "Zora..."He pronounced slowly as he nodded. "Stand up". He ordered and she was brought up to her feet immediately. Instead of bowing her head slightly, she glared at the prince on the white horse who didn't seemed affected but was just smiling. "Do you know what kind of sin you've committed?" He asked. "I know. A sin that's bigger than fraud". She answered stressing the 'fraud'. "Fraud would be better." He smiled and looked down at her dressing. She was strange. He noticed. "The kind of sin you've committed..." He paused. "You can only pay it with your life". The whole crowd shook their heads in pity but Zora still counted his words as an empty threat. . Zora Daustram was a human who feared no one and could talk to anyone as long as they weren't God. it was easier for her because she lived in a modern world where everyone was equal but what happens when she wakes up one day and find herself in an entirely new world. A world where everybody wasn't equal and death was like a betting game. What happens when the prince of the most powerful kingdom she appeared into looks like the man who duped her in her modern world and is responsible for her sudden appearance into an historical world she had no clue about. Could death be far from her with her attitude and unwillingness to respect and bow to anyone who wasn't God? . . well, how about we find out?;-)

The world has many faces, Some shine bright, While others hide in the dark. No one shows their true face, Coz to do that would be dangerous, For what is seen can also be known~ A gash of radiant light broke throughout the cauldron black sky, warm molten red blood squirting from the open wounds carried horror in it, the clattering sound of the swords that were going neat on each other's throats, The screams of agony and whimpers of pain were eye pleasing to the man that stood tall on the smoking ruins that were littered with bodies, calmly walking through the mountain of the brutally mascaraed corpse the man stared down the pesky creatures with a gaze akin to that of a lord of wrath. "Justice shall be served" the vanquishing voice echoed through the battlefield wavering the arrows zipping through the air and the clashing swords, dead silence hung over the ruins, Miserable humans gazed with a last ray of hope in their eyes "Indeed justice shall be served……… For myself!!" His maniac laugh destroyed every bit of hope the creatures carried "And for the rest of you? There will not be any tranquillity! I shall have no mercy" Raising his hands into the air he formed a sphere of pitch black and scarlet red energy. "This is the day humans will regret their birth, and heavens, their existence" Nothing but ashes remain on that fateful day……….. This went par to the patience of the heavens, Close at hand to claim his never-ending revenge with humans, he fought over to the end destroying every place and every soul. The heavens couldn't allow it, the only choice was to enter the battle with this being to prevent the disaster for the entire mankind. What now?? After all, the being was but a mere human who was overpowered by demonic energy and evil cultivation. "A war between a raging evil cultivator and the heavens!!!" _______________________________ The beginning of the story is slow-paced, As it focuses on the detailed back story, character development, tragic twists and turns, The story might get dark from time to time, so please bear with it. Disclaimer: I recently came across some comment that said it's been a while since they tasted pure fantasy novels as the system and reincarnation are in trend so here I'm trying my best to avoid it all and keep this as just a cult fantasy novel. This is a story free from the system, and the concept of transmigration and reincarnation, ML here solely levels up by working on his skills and gaining knowledge and improving his wisdom. If you are willing to continue with the story then reading prologues is a must for you…. But this doesn't mean I might not write systems or reincarnation novels …..in the future I might write novels that involve systems, reincarnation and transmigration…. But that has nothing to do with this one … Please stop by and give it a try….. Honest critics would be appreciated…… ps; cover picture doesn't belong to me, credit goes to the owner......

************ I walked into the class and was very happy it was empty. I needed a quiet place to cool off after the argument I had with Dad this morning. I fucking hate that man. I walked over to my seat and dumped myself there putting my face in my palms. I was startled when I heard footsteps at the door. "Who is here this early" I asked myself and looked up sharply. Immediately I got lost in her pretty blue eyes, I just realized I needed her, looking at her, I felt okay but she removed her eyes and moved to her seat to eat. "What is she doing here this early, Should I apologize to her for what happened yesterday?" I asked myself "No! Don't apologize" was what my mind kept telling me. I decided to just sit still and watch her. She ate like a goddess, chewing the food gracefully before she swallows. She finished eating and was going to trash the cup and paper bags when all of a sudden, she slipped and fell straight on my laps startling me. The cup and paper bags fell off her hands and she held me tight scared that she might fall. After a few minutes, she realized where she was and she looked up slowly starring into my eyes. I saw the scared look on her face, she bit her lower lip making her look extra cute and seductive. She was sitting on my laps and all I wanted to do at this point is kiss her full lips. I brushed strands of her hair aside, tucking it behind her ear, leaned in and was about to capture her lips when someone gasped at the door. "Fuck" I cursed in a low voice and pulled away from her. She whimpered and ran off. I looked at the intruder, she is one of Morgan's minions. I hissed and left the class for my private office.

Wealthy and beautiful Angela thinks no one will ever know about her dark, terrible past. Being thrown out by her stepdad and having no place to go, she is forced to do things for survival. "After developing an application that made her rich, she becomes a popular figure; of course, everyone wants a piece of the pie, even the person who hates you the most." Angela never for a moment thought someone would threaten to expose her. Now she's being given the alternative. You will do as I say or pay the price. Her past has reared its ugly head. Angela has to find the blackmailer and deal with him by whatever means. Run Angela screamed Jessica as Angela sprinted through the woods with wind bustling through the branches of the trees, making the leaves howl in their symphony. Running along the gravel path in the woods makes her realize how intricate the clash between weather and nature can be. Two natural forces are both in harmony and constantly fighting. The rain would come down any second; its distinct smell filled the air. Plush, intertwining clouds pushed their grey front toward where I stood. The trees continued protesting against the wind as it blew their seeds. Maple seeds twirled down, only to get stuck on my clothes and in the creek. Angela stopped by the edge of the river; she placed a hand on her chest, her heart wouldn't stop raging against her rib cage, and she fought to keep silent a small whimper. Her heart was so loud she feared it would give her away; it was so loud in her ears; she thought the creature that used to be someone she once trusted would hear it and tear it from her. "Who is there? She screamed, looking back and hearing footsteps getting closer. Until she stopped and looked back, there stood a man with a mask, holding a knife; who was this person? Being diagnosed with anterograde amnesia made her unable to create new memories; her past kept haunting her. is it the same person who is always killing her in her dreams?