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Ezra Makes His Lightsaber

Sacred Flame: His Enemy, His Mate (BL)

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] I yanked my wrist, trying to pull free, but his grip didn’t budge. “Let me go,” I cried, surprised by how weak I sounded but for goodness sake, this is an elementary school restroom hallway, meaning anyone might walk in at any moment. “No.” He leaned in, his breath warm against the side of my neck. My skin prickled as my toes curled, I hated how my body reacted without my permission. “You’re mine,” he whispered, “Every part of you, your fear, your silence, even that defiance you’re clinging to. It’s all mine. And I’m not about to let anyone else touch or have what belongs to me. Not the world, not even yourself.” **** Kain Locke would never forget that face, the face of the man who smiled as he pulled the trigger, murdering his parents right in front of him. That moment scarred him for life, carving a hatred so deep it kept him alive. That man was Caspian Draeven, a ruthless Alpha who ruled the underworld with fear and bloodshed and as if that wasn't enough, he took Kain too, raising him in his empire of chaos. But Kain wasn’t broken as they expected him, rather, he was burning. Burning with hatred for the man who destroyed his world and he swear to get his revenge. However, Caspian wasn’t the only monster in the Draeven family. His son, Kael Draeven, was just as dangerous, cold, brutal, and utterly loyal to his father which makes Kain hated Kael just as much, if not more. For years, Kain planned his escape, waiting for the perfect moment so he can leave to prepare for his revenge. However when he finally ran, he thought he’d won his freedom. But the unexpected happens when Kael was sent to bring him back, and their confrontation took an unplanned turn. A single night left Kain with a secret he never saw coming and a bond he couldn’t forget, no matter how much he wanted to. But secrets have a way of coming to light, and Kain’s path will lead him straight back to the man he swore to hate forever. Because some bonds can’t be broken. Not even by revenge. ______________________________________ H_Hannie THIS BOOK IS A BL: MEANING IT FOCUSES ON ROMANCE BETWEEN THE SAME GENDER. kindly skip if this type of genre isn't your cup of tea. Thank you. And this book is rated 18+ Strictly for MATURE audiences. Disclaimer: Cover is not mine, I will take it down if requested by the owner. (And it's for temporary use, till I get an official one )
H_Hannie · 113.4K Views

His Mistress is His Ex-Wife

[Warning: R18+] "Her Greatest Revenge--Seduce him, Break his marriage, Steal his fortune, and lastly... DUMP him." ***** Sabrina Williams' life crumbles after discovering her husband's deceit and the underhanded acquisition of her family's fortune. Presumed dead after a tragic incident, Sabrina reemerges five years later with a new identity and a burning hunger for revenge. Her return sparks romantic chaos amongst the CEO's inner circle, a dazzling array of handsome bachelors vying for her attention. Sabrina Williams finds herself at the center of a romantic whirlwind with unexpected contenders– her protective best friend, a powerful Mafia Boss, and her possessive ex-husband. The stage is set for a pulsating tug-of-war—a clash of love and revenge with emotions running high. The players are all in, and the game is just getting started! ***** When her scandal with her Ex-husband spreads on the internet, bashers curse her tagging her as Shameless Mistress, Worthless Homewrecker, and Evil Slut... however several mighty bachelors unite to defend her. CEO of Top Fashion Company: "Haters go to hell! PS: to those models who antagonized my Goddess, I hereby take our brand sponsorship from them." President of the Largest Entertainment Company: "Fake news! We will take legal action for slandering my Goddess! Artists who cursed her will be banned from my company." Vice Chairman of Biggest Hotel and Resort Company: "Shut up, Bashers! Don't ever step in one of our hotels and resorts!" Domineering Mafia Boss: "Back off! Erase those malicious comments, or else my gang will hunt you down. I'll kill everyone who dares ridicule my Queen! Everyone: "..." Then a confession comment suddenly pops up amidst the chaos. FL's Best friend: "Everyone can hate you but I'll always be there for you. Sabby... I love you... I've been loving you since our childhood years... My first love... and my last." Her ex-husband can no longer stay quiet and declares to the public. Possessive Ex-husband: "She's not my mistress. She's my legal wife." FL Friend Lanny: "Legal Wife your Ass! Crazy Jerk just die!"
ellezar_g · 1.4M Views

IN HIS SINS

Beaufort Lancaster has always known himself to be a sinner—a man with little to no intention of marriage, a man, or better, a lover who enjoys the thrill that comes with women bound to duty—especially those who belong to other men. However, what was once a game, a thrill, shifts dangerously once he meets Lady Louisa Lancaster, his brother’s wife—Andrew Lancaster. Andrew Lancaster is mad. Not mad in the way men are described as eccentric, temperamental, hard nuts to crack, illogical, impediments, imbeciles... No! The man is truly lost to the grip of madness. His world and reality align in different diversions. His marriage to Louisa is a hollow arrangement, void of warmth or desire. Yet, bound by duty and title, she remains his! Beaufort never thought himself capable of true love—until her. What begins as a fascination, mere attraction to another married woman, transforms into something unbearable. He thinks about her more often than he should. He watches her more closely than is right. He delights in spending more time with her than he should. And the breaking point comes when he finds himself in her room, out of a slight argument, one fateful evening. A kiss. A touch. Nothing more. But it is enough to undo him! Wracked with guilt and the weight of his transgression, Beaufort flees Lancaster for London, seeking refuge in the arms of God. Priesthood, he believes, shall cleanse him—will rid him of her. Yet, even within the monastery, the ghost of Lady Louisa haunts him—her scent, her touch, the whisper of her name, her smile. They all linger in the quiet halls filled with souls embracing celibacy. But he was never celibate! How could he be if he thinks? If he thinks rather sexually of another human being he wished to rid himself of? Worse—his brother’s property? And so he flees! The cloth of fatherhood or brotherhood can never silence the call of his heart. Salvation is a word, and he, of all people, shall have a different case scenario on the Day of Judgment! What happens? In His Sins is a tale of forbidden love, guilt, and the haunting grip of desire, set against the rigid moralities of the Victorian era. Enjoy!
Rhoda_Andrian · 505 Views

Making fire

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….
Jade_4527 · 12.3K Views

His Charisma

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti
guordio_masetti · 9.6K Views

His ill will

Evan was the CEO of his father's company Heretage Enterprises and was forced by his parents to marry his mother's friend's first daughter after the death of his lover which led him to shut everyone out of his life for 6 months even his parents too. He hated his arranged wife because she was obsessed with him and when he found out that she was involved in his lover's death he hated her more. But his fate was not with her. He was fated to marry her sister instead and from there the event took a turn. He was possessive and controlling and hated his wife because of her sister, he was determined to make her life miserable while his wife turned out to be independent and feisty. She hated him thinking that her sister's tragic death was caused and plotted by him. She agreed to marry him only to hate him for the rest of her life but she has yet to confront him about her sister's tragic death. Their relationship was strained and difficult full of bittersweet but yet in the end both find at each other arms and embrace. This is my first ever Webnovel story so if I have any mistakes and mostly English is not my first language so don't come after me. If you are a person who doesn't tolerate any kind of grammar mistake then I suggest you not to read it but i will try to improve it... This story has been on my head for a long time and I pull it out from my imagination to reality... So the story is about Evan Lancaster who is very stubborn and dominant and Ella is not less from him she is feisty and independent. They have to marry each other because of their parents and all etc etc...So let's see their life journey and the mystery which will fold out... I don't claim any image or picture used in this story...credit to the rightful owners and source And I will try to update properly on time anyway pls give a lots of love to Evan and Ella if you like the story and don't forget to vote and comment. Now gonna walked off, bye. Start: 02-02-25 End: not yet confirmed
Danheeli · 2.1K Views

The Making of the Vampire Queen

"Alliyah and Areej against the world remember? You will always be my big sister whatever happens ..." ~ Areej. "I will conquer the world, if that's what it takes to keep my loved ones by my side." ~ Alliyah. "Love is the most difficult promise to give, the most dangerous addiction to have, and the most satisfying pleasure." ~ Sharmaine. "No matter who you are, what you are... You will always be the one for me." ~ Isaiah. "Seize your destiny. This world will not wait for you. Take it by your own hands!" ~King Avalon. "Life is like a wheel, sometimes you are up and sometimes you are down. Just persevere and it will not always be as tough as it is." ~ Joe the hunter. =*=*=*=*=* In a world where chaos thrives, King Avalon - the king of vampires, led his kingdom to domination and turned it into the most powerful territory. As he declared war with humans, he vowed to keep his reign forever. Turning vampires as the most feared creatures in the world. Amidst the war and killings, a young woman lived in a peaceful island. Away from the politics and struggle for power of the kingdoms. A young woman named Alliyah was filled with dreams and hope for a better future for the people of Caragua Island. An orphan who has never left the Caragua island in 21 years of her life. Until one night, a group of vampires wreaked havoc in Caragua island in which death and chaos ensued. Alliyah was supposed to be dead but now she became a vampire. She wakes up no longer a human but a vampire. A new life and fate awaits the red velvet-haired Alliyah. Her adventure and rise to power begins... What will happen to her? How will she survive, now that she is a vampire? Will she venture the dark path of vengeance? --- Author's Note: [WARNING: Some chapters of this book may contain mature R-18 content.] Everything written in this story is just a fig of my imagination and has no reflection on real life. PLEASE Vote this book with power stones for motivation, PLEASE Send Gifts if you enjoyed reading. PLEASE! I need your support. If we achieve the following: (In weekly basis) 800 powerstones = 2 daily updates 1,600 powerstones = 3 daily updates ~I don't own the picture. I just took it from the internet~ =============== *** Release of chapters will be on first week of the month *** > 20:00 +8 GMT Donate for more motivation through the link below. paypal.me/madskie00017 Discord: madskie00017#8773 Instagram: @alphaprincenovel THANK YOU SO MUCH for the support !! ===============
madskie00017 · 603.7K Views

can't make a choice

Can't Make A Choice is a tale of love and heartbreak that revolves around three people—Amelia, Victor, and Elena—whose relationships become more complicated and intertwined over time. Amelia, a reserved and intellectual woman, finds herself caught between the affections of two very different individuals. Victor is a passionate, impulsive man who sweeps her off her feet with his charisma, while Elena, a kind-hearted and intuitive woman, enters Amelia’s life as a close friend, someone who understands her in ways Victor never could. The relationship between these three slowly evolves from friendship into something more complex, as Amelia struggles with her own feelings and desires, torn between the raw intensity of Victor and the quiet, unwavering support of Elena. As the story unfolds, Amelia is forced to confront her deepest fears about love, loyalty, and the cost of choosing one person over the other. Meanwhile, Victor and Elena—unaware of the others' growing affections—become embroiled in their own relationship dynamics, each trying to claim Amelia’s heart in different ways, though neither can truly understand the other’s bond with her. What begins as a battle for Amelia’s love soon turns into a battle for their own identities, as each person struggles with their own insecurities, hopes, and secrets. The relationships become further strained by misunderstandings, betrayals, and moments of overwhelming passion. By the end of the story, each character must confront the painful truth of what love truly means, and whether it’s possible to truly love more than one person at the same time without losing yourself in the process.
Njideka_chigbo · 11.4K Views

Broken Doll (Love Makes The Difference)

[Being an orphan and working as a maid wasn't something one dreamt about. As if deprivation wasn't enough, Bismika had to suffer bullying at school. When a certain blue-eyed boy showed interest in her, she misunderstood him as her knight in shining armor. A little did she realize that, she was pulled toward a burning pyre.] .......... “I-I wanted to t-tell-“ I was cut short with a loud thud of the tray. “Here is your order, Sir,”- the waitress seductively placed the frappe. “Thanks,”- he gave an alluring smile. This was the first time I saw him smiling today. “Have you decided on the order yet, Ms. Indecisive?”- the waitress's boring tone rang through my ears. I was stunned at her rudeness. I looked at the pair of blue orbs sitting in front of me. He looked unbothered! The mistreatment of the waitress towards me was all normal to him! Well! A loser like me never deserved a charmer like him. It was time to burst my dream bubble. “I won't take anything,” somehow I managed to speak. “You can excuse yourself.” The waitress left not before giving me a disgusting look and another lustful glance toward him. I was done. “Sorry to waste your time. But, don't worry. I won't waste more. Thanks for coming,”- I didn't wait for his response. Leaving the café, I let my tears fall. He just used me for his pleasure! I felt broken. Suddenly 2 strong hands grabbed my arms and the next moment I was shoved to an empty alley. I stared at those ocean blue eyes, hard to read as always. “A simple 'sorry' isn't good enough for wasting my time. I deserve compensation.” And before I could respond, his lips were on mine and started devouring me like a beast.
_Neko_Sensei_ · 25.1K Views
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