Obsessed Girl Asmr

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

in two worlds where mystical creatures exists, a duel is held to see the strongest of all creatures to take over the empire and rule . coden kai qin the ceo of LNC group industry ruthless and cold usually gets every thing he wants had a one night stand with alessandria yates the upcoming actress due to a plan set by his enemy's to humiliate him . pah! her step mom slapped her "you wretched girl where were you last night?" her mom died when she was 10 and her dad remarried she was left with her dad and grandma who loved her very much she travelled to country z to get away from problems and start a new life but she entered the wrong territory coden kai will stop at no rate to claim his little bird she was his life,obsession mysteries will unfold what secret is coden hiding from her? will alessandria accept coden and fall in love with him read this book.

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

The popular singer Mia Caroline became famous in showbiz at 15. Living in an influential family, Mia never once stumbled upon any scandal throughout her career. That is until her accidental meeting with Victor a few years later leads to her first scandal as a successful singer. Victor, the leader of a mafia organization under the guise of a successful businessman, hates people who sell their lives like celebrities. But faced with Mia, Victor is unwittingly drawn into Mia's complicated and secretive life. Past trauma, organizational turmoil, fame in the spotlight. This is a love story of two people who have never felt love.

I freed the slaves, but for some reason, now they keep chasing after me!

I have a 15-year-old sister. She's a walking number collector, so when she's out on the street, any agency will come up to her and ask for her number. She's that pretty. My sister is.... But even my aesthetically perfect sister had a fatal flaw, so let me tell you.... “I like my brother.” “.......” “I love my brother.” “.......” “I love you.” ‘I love you.’ ‘I love you.’ ‘I love you.’ ”I love you.” “.......” Miyuki hugs me tightly. It's a serious bracon.... I can't even tell anyone else....

“You killed my parents, and drugged me! You are not human! You are a beast!” Avery a single mother became friends with a new neighbor who recently moved in. After a one-night stand, she tried avoiding him. But little did she know that his family owned the school she teaches at.  After giving love another chance, what happens when she finds out this neighbor of hers has a lot of hidden skeletons in his cupboard?  what happens when her ex comes back begging for a second chance? Read to find out..

[mature//no rape] At the age of 14, Eiravyne had endured a life-altering burn inflicted by her father, a punishment she believed was a manifestation of her own inadequacies: her perceived lack of beauty, worth, and intellect. It wasn’t until a horrific massacre claimed her entire family that she had learned the true nature of her suffering. The burn had not merely been a mark of her father’s cruelty but a binding ritual linking her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, the very man she had been taught to fear above all. As Eiravyne was thrust into an arranged marriage with the Duke, she found herself entangled in a treacherous web of political power and intrigue. Amidst the chaos, she uncovered a staggering truth: her abusive family had not been her true lineage. Instead, she was the heir to the Sangrevers—a feared and formidable bloodline notorious for its depraved, lustful, manipulative, and twisted behavior…Afamily that was eradicated by the king for their own treason . With this revelation, Eiravyne faced a new nightmare. Duke Ilkar, convinced that she inherited the worst traits of her scandalous mother, regarded her as nothing more than a means to serve his own ambitions, while Eiravyne's deepest desire was to belong to a family that truly loved and accepted her. ******* Updates: 02 chapter /day Genre: fanatasy, female lead, romance,magic, obssessive male lead, good support side side characters, a lot of intimacy, enemies to lovers, powerful couple, evil and good , bad boy .forced marriage Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it . The art of this novel is also comissioned ------------------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server : https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page: https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack ------------------- Check out my other contracted works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared .

“Tell me one good reason I shouldn’t rip you apart,” he asked, shaking his head in disgust. “A low life like you cheating on me is something I will not tolerate in the Walters family,” he sneered. Tears streamed down my face, my eyes pleading with him, but my voice failed me. All I could do was stare, my lips quivering. “Wait until I tell them what you really are!” he shouted, grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling, threatening to rip it from my scalp. Losing her mother to the cold hands of death, Tatiana was adopted by her father. She was treated like gabbage and mocked by her step mother and step brothers. Just to escape the hell called home, she sneaks to a party and drowns herself in alcohol, there she had a one night stand with a mysterious male, but that single night would cost her dearly.

Startled, she turned to face him, her eyes wide with a mixture of apprehension and sadness. “Cethian,” she responded softly, her voice tinged with the sorrow of her people’s plight. “What is it?” He closed the distance between them, his eyes never leaving hers. “The war is tearing our worlds apart,” he said, his tone as cold and precise as the strategy forming in his mind. “But there is a way to end the suffering and bring about a lasting peace.” Airi’s eyes filled with tears, her heart breaking at the thought of the destruction already wrought. “How?” she whispered, her voice trembling with the weight of her grief. “How can we stop this?” Cethian’s gaze intensified, his emotions a volatile mix of cold logic and burning obsession. “Marry me,” he said, each word a command that brooked no refusal. “Marry me, and I will end this war. Our union will bring peace to our kingdoms and secure the future for both our peoples.” Airi’s breath hitched, her mind reeling from the impact of his words. “Marry you?” she echoed, struggling to comprehend the gravity of his proposal. “But… why? Why would you…” He stepped closer, his gaze piercing into her soul, filled with a dark, possessive hunger. “Because I love you,” he said, his voice both a whisper and a declaration. “But my love is not the gentle, romantic kind you dream of. It is fierce, consuming, and I will do whatever it takes to make you mine.” Airi’s eyes widened in shock, her heart pounding as she tried to process the intensity of his emotions. “Cethian, I…” He silenced her with a look, his expression hardening with determination. “This war is about power, yes, but for me, it is also about you. I want you, Airi. I have wanted you from the moment I saw you. Marrying you is not just a political maneuver; it is a necessity for my heart and soul. You are mine, and I will not let anything stand in the way of that.” Airi felt a shiver run down her spine, her mind torn between the desperation to save her people and the fear of becoming a pawn in his ruthless game. “But… what about my people? How can I trust you?” Cethian’s eyes softened slightly, though his resolve remained unshaken. “Trust is earned, Airi. And I will prove my devotion to you by ending this war, by saving your kingdom. Marry me, and I promise you will see that my love, twisted as it may seem, is unwavering and true. Together, we can shape a new future, one where our people thrive, and where you are by my side, as my queen.” She looked at him, her tears flowing freely now, her heart aching with the weight of his words. “You will marry me, Airi,” he repeated, his voice a blend of command and desperate longing. “Not because you are forced, but because it is the only way to bring peace and because, deep down, you know you belong with me.”

“What is your name?” Alpha Vladimir asked, raising an eyebrow at the girl who stood in front of him. He looked down at her ripped dress but made no comment as he looked her in the eye. “I don’t have a name.” She said, making the man frown. “What do you mean ‘you don’t have a name’?” He asked, and she took a step back. “I don’t have a name…” ************************ Born of a rape, the little omega, the wolf, or as they call her, the runt of the pack, has always been mistreated by her mother, her brothers, and the pack Alpha. But when the Alpha of Alphas, Alpha Vladimir Ivanov claims her as his own, what happens when he chooses to give her a name…?

Synopsis: Amelia’s plan was simple: start fresh, keep her head down, and definitely don’t get involved with her new boss. But one reckless night with Grayson—the frustratingly irresistible CEO—changes everything. When their chemistry threatens to become a scandal, Grayson proposes a shocking solution: a contract marriage. For Amelia, the money he’s offering could change her life… or so she thinks. It’s supposed to be a business arrangement, but as Amelia spends more time with Grayson, the lines blur between what’s real and what’s for show. She knows she should keep her heart out of it, yet every glance, every touch makes it harder to pretend. Will Amelia stick to the contract, or will this marriage of convenience be her undoing?

Axel, a notorious bad boy, falls for Emily, the perfect good girl, in their small town. Their worlds collide, sparking a forbidden romance that challenges their reputations, families, and own demons.

Follows the story of a business man in rural Italy who stumbles upon a sea creature; a merman to be exact, during his coldest days. What happens when a straight man falls in love with a man who isn't what he thought he was? How do these two make things work? Let's follow their love story to find out. POV: It's 2 stories in one WARNING!!! This is a work of fiction,under development. Keep in mind that none of this is real but some introverted author's imagination. This book is gay as f*ck, meaning it involves men getting nasty with each other. Proceed with caution. Hate comments towards me or my characters are highly unwelcome. If this story isn't your cup of tea,feel free to drop it whenever you want to. Contains mention of cheating suicide,kidnap, domestic violence,child abuse,gay sex, sorcery,self harm and other triggering topics. If you stumble upon any triggers I didn't mention on here, sorry not sorry. We MAY have MPREG. Yeah, that's because this author likes imagining men with the ability to actively bring life in this world. Buckle up;here we go. Don't forget to vote& comment. All rights reserved RaRah 2024

Billionaire, Grey Carter grows heartless after watching his mother murdered in cold blood, his thirst for revenge makes him push everybody away much to his father's dismay. Mr Carter(Grey's father) has tried to make Grey fall in love for years but failed and finally decided to give him an ultimatum, get married for one year or loose the family business.Grey offers Bella Casey who had just being fired from work and was in desperate need of money a contract marriage because she has to pay off the loan shark she was owing. Will this contracted marriage lead to word full of love and roses for Bella? Or a life full of trials?Will Grey Carter finally have his revenge?

By day, I’m Aurelia, endlessly tormented. by my two stepbrothers. They should be off-limits, forbidden, yet every teasing comment, every touch that lingers a little too long, is a spark that sets off flames of my unrequited crush on them. When a mysterious invitation to work at a secretive VIP club comes my way, I think it’s my chance to escape. But the club is a darker world than I imagined. Here, I don’t merely submit; I’m masked, displayed on a stage, to be used, savored, devoured by men coated in power and sin. What happens when the stepbrothers who plague my thoughts claim the woman behind the scarlet mask, ignorant that it’s me they’re touching, tasting, conquering? That is before ’He’ comes along, the club’s mysterious owner, a dark prince who knows exactly how to tie a girl up in knots—both literally and figuratively. His eyes watch me from the shadows, always hungry, always wanting more than just a stage performance. His twisted fantasies should scare me, but they only pull me closer into his all consuming darkness. But when my mask slips and my identity is almost exposed, the dark prince of the club becomes an obsessive hunter. He’s not just after my submission; he wants to unmask my soul, rip out my heart, and claim it as his own. Now, I’m caught between my stepbrothers, who know my darkest secrets, and a wicked prince whose dark desires should terrify me, but don’t. It’s a sick, twisted tale of love and possession, but one question remains: who’ll own me when the clock strikes 12?

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

Every night, he snuck into her miniscule bedroom and gets intimate with her. She wasn't his mate, neither was she his Luna who had just been newly crowned. She was his slave. Yet, he discloses the fact that he felt lust for her, disregarding the fact that he had a Luna. She had once asked, "Are you in love with me?" River was breathless when she puffed those words out, her heart threatening to burst through her ribcage. "Oh, River, my love. What I feel for you is more than love. It can never be put in actual words." He had responded, running his finger down her face, caressing it softly. His touch was tender, yet River was quaking in fear as she gazed up at him. "And, if I don't end up having you by the end of the day, I'd kill you," he continues, brushing a thumb against her trembling lips. "and, kill myself." However, he wasn't the man for her. They both had their mates. And worse, he was a man who had contributed to her agony. She had once been the Alpha's daughter, living a glossy life, but Alpha Ryker had waged a war against their Pack, riding them of every single thing they owned and forcing River to relocate to a new Pack as an Omega subjected to bullying. How will River accept her fate of being the obsession of ruthless Alpha Ryker, who had caused the ruin of her father's Pack and made her into an Omega?

Werewolf Book: {BL} COMPLETED ALPHAXALPHA Blade Eastwood is a 17 year-old-male true blood alpha and the son of the Bloody Diamond pack's head alpha. Blade Eastwood is head over heels for Ian Keene. The only problem is that Ian is also a 19 year-old-male alpha, but Blade didn't care about Ian's rank, because he was madly in love with him even though all his friends and family told him that this relationship is impossible to happen. They were right, the mating between two male alphas has never happened before. But all this will change when Blade will find out that his fated mate is the one and the only person he has been deeply in love with ..... The alpha Ian Keene. Ian Keene on the other hand is one of the famous students in his high school whom a lot of girls and boys have a crush on. He also hasn't found his fated mate yet. Everyone sees him as the perfect person who has the perfect life since he's the only son of the CEO of the Keene Enterprises and the alpha of the Dark Moon pack. Nobody knows the true life of Ian Keene. The real plot of this book will start when Blade and Ian will find out that they are fated mates. Blade was more than just happy with that, he was ready to ignore his true blood alpha wolf and submit to his mate, he was ready to even sacrifice and kill his own wolf, he was ready to be marked even though the true blood alphas are not meant to be marked because they are the ones who are supposed to mark their mates, he was ready to give anything even his own life. Just to have a small kiss or a hug from his fated mate Ian. Ian like any other alpha was waiting for his omega or even a beta. He was excited and happy waiting for his fated mate. But all his happiness and excitement vanished in the thin air when he'd found out that his fated mate is nobody other than the TRUE BLOOD ALPHA Blade Eastwood. Ian will never be able to accept the mating bond with the true blood alpha, but his wolf will. That's why he couldn't reject Blade AT FIRST. What if Ian started using Blade's love for him just to show people how strong he is by controlling the strongest creature on this earth which is a true blood alpha? What if Blade one day found out all the lies behind Ian? What if all the love that Blade used to have for Ian disappeared and turned to hatred and grudge? The plot twist: What if one day Blade leaves everything behind and comes back, but he is not the 18-year-old stupid Blade who is in love anymore. And instead, he is the 23-year-old Blade Eastwood the Demon Alpha and also the CEO of the Eastwood enterprises? Will Blade take revenge and destroy Ian's life? Will he use the weak Ian Keene who lost his wolf and he is now just a mere human? Will Blade use the fact that Ian needs money to save his only son from dying? "He didn't see me when I was fighting for him, he only saw me at the end of the war carrying a weapon and thought I wanted to kill him. He ended up killing me." -Blade Eastwood- Read If You Want To Find Out What Happened And What Will Happen in Blade's and Ian's Love/Hate Story. lgbtq+ ROMANCE BL Book SWITCH Couple (both MCs top/bottom) Word count: { 300.000-350.000} Book cover by me.

In a fantasy world Furfur, a lone wolf in a forest, hunts to survive. The stronger the prey the stronger he becomes. All while some obsessive goddesses are stalking him. How will the wolf grow in the dangerous forest while being pampered by the goddesses ?

" i can't breathe without you , cause only you could fill this empty space billie "

Alt Name - (I Am Just A Fake Saint But, Why Does Gods Obsessed With Me?) * This Novel Current Translator is Love Warning Kiss. *Patreon Chapters Only Available On Love Warning Kiss Description Five years later, she possessed a fake saint who would die when the real saint appeared. 'Let's stay. Isn't this a chance?' Even if i collect only the salary that falls to the saint, the minimum house owner! So, I was planning to run away while acting as a saint... Are the gods somehow strange? [Hesed, the god of knowledge, examines my body and breathes a sigh of relief.] [Pride, The god of mercy, declares that he will kill the motherfuckers who disrespects me.] [The Odyssey, the god of love, fanning arrogance by my side.] [Ciel, the god of destruction, is worrying that I was hurt or not, and from his eyes tears are dripping down.] Besides, the male protagonist candidates, who were cold-hearted toward the fake saint in the original novel, they are just a little strange! The high priest, who was in the role of a watchman, comes to visit whenever he has a chance. The prince, who had been avoiding me because he hated me and now he proposed to me. The top giver keeps trying to give something when he sees only me! There, the Black Curtain, who is going to destroy this world, said that he would cooperate rather than kill me! No, I am a saint, I am the end of the world and I am not interested!! Just let me become the owner of the building with my original goal!

After centuries of being locked in hell by his father, the devil himself, Lucifer Morningstar stepped into freedom but had himself falling in love with a human girl.