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Daisy Bell

Married To The Mad Vampire Lord

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!
Ash20 · 18.1K Views

La Contre-Attaque de la Belle-Mère : Élever un Enfant à une Époque Révolue

[Épouse délicate VS Dur à cuire, Gâter son épouse + Double vertu + Vie quotidienne avec des enfants] La blogueuse culinaire Shen Mingzhu a été transmigrée dans le rôle d'une méchante belle-mère d'un roman d'une époque révolue, devenant un personnage contrastant avec Shen Baolan du village. Shen Baolan était gentille et vertueuse, traitant son beau-fils comme le sien, tandis que le personnage original était dur et méchant, battant ou réprimandant le beau-fils. Shen Baolan profitait de ses dernières années grâce à son beau-fils prometteur, tandis que le personnage original fut brûlée vive par son beau-fils tordu et sinistre. Afin de changer l'issue tragique, Shen Mingzhu retroussa ses manches, prête à mettre de l'ordre. —— Shen Baolan fit un rêve. L'homme qu'elle allait épouser mourrait six mois plus tard, la laissant veuve sans rien, destinée à mener une vie de misère. Entre-temps, Shen Mingzhu, pour avoir épousé l'homme qu'il faut, était devenue une femme riche enviable. Toutes deux du même village, toutes deux devenues belles-mères, pourquoi Shen Mingzhu devrait-elle vivre une meilleure vie qu'elle ? Elle épouserait l'homme à qui Shen Mingzhu était mariée, et vivrait la bonne vie de Shen Mingzhu ! —— Cinq ans plus tard. Shen Mingzhu était devenue étudiante universitaire, l'homme de Shen Mingzhu n'était pas mort mais était devenu un grand patron, et le beau-fils de Shen Mingzhu s'était transformé en enfant prodige. Shen Baolan, qui aspirait à ce que son mari réussisse, attendait encore amèrement le jour où son homme atteindrait la grandeur.
Seven Queens · 53.6K Views

Battle Divorce

[ Jadilah istri Maxim von Waldeck hanya dalam nama. ] Itulah tugas sederhana yang diberikan kepada Daisy, seorang mata-mata dari pasukan revolusioner. Maxim von Waldeck, seorang tentara bayaran yang lahir di luar nikah, dikenal sebagai anjing pemburu keluarga kerajaan. Ia dikirim ke garis depan sebagai umpan meriam, dengan peluang selamat yang nyaris nol. Tak ada wanita yang rela mengambil peran sebagai janda sebelum waktunya. Rencananya mudah: berpura-pura menjadi istrinya selama perang, lalu melarikan diri sebelum kerajaan jatuh setelah kekalahan mereka. Jika ia berhasil, imbalan besar menantinya—cukup untuk pensiun dengan nyaman. “Aku akan segera kembali, istriku.” Ya, senang bertemu denganmu. Beristirahatlah dalam damai. “Kita akan menyempurnakan pernikahan ini saat aku kembali.” Mimpi yang tinggi, bukan? Semoga arwahmu tenang. Daisy mengira itu hanyalah impian kosong seorang pria yang mendambakan masa depan bahagia. Namun kemudian— [ Maxim von Waldeck Meraih Kemenangan Besar yang Tak Terduga! ] Segalanya berbalik jauh dari yang ia duga. [ Pahlawan Nasional, Grand Duke Waldeck! Apa yang paling Anda nantikan saat kembali ke rumah? ] [ Memeluk istriku tercinta, Daisy, dalam dekapanku. ] Tidak mungkin. Ini pasti kesalahan cetak. Namun, Maxim von Waldeck adalah pria yang menganggap janji lebih berharga dari nyawanya sendiri. "Aku pulang, istriku." Dengan kata-kata itu, ia tiba-tiba menarik Daisy ke dalam pelukannya. Mata Daisy berputar panik, tak percaya akan tingkahnya yang tak terduga. “Haruskah kita menuju kamar sekarang?” “Apa?” Ia berbisik lembut di telinganya, senyum malas terukir di bibirnya. “Maaf, tapi aku sedikit terburu-buru.” Tubuhnya terasa berat dan panas, bagian depan celananya menegang, seakan siap meledak kapan saja. ‘Apakah bajingan ini seorang maniak mesum?’ Bisakah Daisy menceraikannya sebelum penyamarannya terbongkar?
serenaserenity · 10.7K Views

Bell Abyss: The Corpse Falls Chronicle

Title: Abyssal Chimes Genre: Cosmic Folk Horror / Time-Bending Thriller *Synopsis:* In the fog-shrouded valley of Corpse Falls Town, where pagoda trees bleed and construction sites exhale the breath of the dead, antiques dealer Lin Moyu becomes entangled in a temporal curse older than the Ming Dynasty. When a smuggled Bronze Bell covered in corpse wax appears in his shop, its cursed chimes fracture reality, revealing three overlapping timelines: a 15th-century massacre of shaman priests, a modern archaeological expedition’s disappearance, and Lin’s own complicity in a catastrophic urban development project three years prior. As the Bell’s vibrations summon corpse soldiers from limestone caves and warp digital devices into occult artifacts, Lin discovers every victim’s skull sprouts bronze roots connecting to an underground Bone Pagoda. The town’s "residents" are revealed as echoic phantoms—their deaths endlessly reenacted through cursed objects: QR codes that rewrite memories, livestreams broadcast from decaying eyeballs, and concrete mixed with ground funerary coins. Key horrors unfold through fractal revelations: - The Bell’s Sanskrit inscriptions are quantum codes predicting Lin’s own autopsy report - Construction blueprints from 2021 contain hidden blood sacrifice diagrams - Missing archaeologists are found fused with Ming dynasty burial silks, their smartphones playing war drums from 1423 The cosmic truth emerges through temporal bleeding: Corpse Falls Town exists in a "wound" between timelines, sustained by an ouroboros of guilt. Every character is simultaneously victim and perpetrator across centuries—Lin’s father designed the dam that awakened ancient curses, while Lin himself becomes the Ming general who first ordered mass executions to silence the shamans. *Themes:* - Guilt as a self-replicating cosmic force - Technology as modern necromancy (5G towers as spirit poles, cloud storage as soul jars) - Archaeological colonialism’s cyclical violence *Closing Paradox:* In the fractal finale, Lin must let the Bell annihilate all timelines—including his own birth—to break the curse. Yet the final page reveals this manuscript itself is a cursed object, its words rearranging to implicate whoever reads it in the next cycle of atrocities. *Comp Titles:* - *Annihilation* meets *The Ring* in Guillermo del Toro’s *Pan’s Labyrinth* - *Dark (Netflix)* collides with Junji Ito’s *Uzumaki* - *The Southern Reach Trilogy* rewritten as Ming dynasty occult procedural Hook: Every technological artifact you use—from subway QR codes to wireless earbuds—becomes a gateway to ancestral horror in this narrative ouroboros where reading the book implicates you in its curse.
shancha03 · 369 Views

The Devil's Secretary

The world-famous hacker, Dexter, is a woman and she is the daughter of one of the most prominent families of aristocrats, going by the name Daisy Chen. Daisy has stayed away from her family, and juggled from one job to another in disguise or while cross-dressing as her alibi 'Dexter'. It never once got her into trouble, not until she chanced upon him. Ryle Harper, the CEO of Harper Societies, manages a multinational company on the surface but danger lurks beneath every façade he presents to the world. Daisy had decided to tread carefully around the man but trouble always comes uninvited. One night. One mistake. A stranger. An unprepared pregnancy. To keep her façade of being a man and not offend the devil, she did what was feasible… She disappeared without a trace. However, two years later, she finds herself facing him again only to realize that the man was, all along trying to track her down. By a twist of fate, she becomes his secretary again but this time, their deal comes with certain conditions and a time limit. But when destiny rolls its dice and Daisy has to assume the position of the head of her family, how would she escape Ryle's clutches again? Would she want to? Or would he let her? ... “Look at me,’’ his eyes darkened as he stepped towards her. With every step he took towards her, Daisy took a step back until her back hit the wall. The curtains swayed in the night wind, the glow of the pale moonlight illuminating the dark room where she could see the danger lurking in those hazel eyes. She averted her gaze. He pinched her chin and turned her face towards him, ‘’Dexter?” his fingers grazed up to her wig, ‘’Or shall I call you Daisy now? Daisy Chen?” he leaned closer to her, whispering next to her lips. Her lips parted but before she could utter a single word, her wig was tugged off. Her long dark hair came cascading down, answering all his unanswered questions. ''Tell me Daisy, or there are more ways I can make you speak,'' his hand reached inside her shirt, his long fingers grazed on the expanse of her delicate, bare skin, ''You believe me, right?" he whispered. She shivered, partly in pleasure and partly in denial of that pleasure that she felt.
Auroraaa · 989.4K Views
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