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When An Arrogant Playboy Meets A Rude Prostitute? WAR

Raymond Christio is a sex freak. He fucks anything in a skirt and has no regard for women. To him, they are mere playthings, disposable conquests meant to serve his pleasure before he moves on to the next. Money, power, and his undeniable charm have always ensured that no woman dares to reject him. No one has ever slapped him, no one has ever said no—until her. Rosia Angelis. A woman who lives by her own rules. A prostitute by profession, but not by choice. Life pushed her into the darkness, but she carved her own place within it. While others might look down on her, she wears her title with pride. No one knows the pain she has endured, the sacrifices she has made, or the battles she fights every single day. And no man, not even the arrogant, insufferable Raymond Christio, has the right to judge her. Their paths cross one fateful night when Raymond, confident as ever, approaches her, expecting the usual submission he gets from women. But Rosia isn’t like the others. When he tries to claim her as if she is just another prize, she does the unthinkable—she slaps him across the face and walks away. For the first time in his life, Raymond is left stunned, humiliated, and burning with a new kind of desire—one that has nothing to do with lust and everything to do with obsession. No woman has ever defied him, and now, all he can think about is breaking Rosia, making her submit, forcing her into his world. But Rosia isn't someone to be tamed. She has fought against monsters all her life, and she refuses to let Raymond be another. What happens when two worlds built on dominance and survival collide? A game of power, passion, and destruction begins—where the victor may end up losing the most.
Egbuna_Favour · 551 Views

More Than A Baby Mama: Less Than A Wife (A Vintage Love)

There's nothing more important than love, Mila always told herself. Even when her boyfriend cheated on her and accused her of stealing, leading to her being fired, Mila still held onto her belief. For a 24-year-old young woman to survive in a big city where she knew nobody but her cheating boyfriend, Mila had to look for work elsewhere not just anywhere, but The Montclair Club. For one night, she served as a salesperson for the launch of a new wine. As the saying goes, (In vino veritas) Truth in wine. Mila's truth was letting her hair down and having fun just for one night. The innocent woman had her own taste of a 'one wild night.' The result? A positive pregnancy test. Mila became pregnant by the hot-tempered, international playboy and heir of the Montclair Conglomerate, from a family of old money. Zyran Ciro Montclair is known to have a special hatred for the words family and poor. He only believes that the poor are leeches and liars. At the moment, the luxury of pride wasn't something Mila could afford. Jobless, pregnant, and left alone in the big city, Mila decided to go after her baby's daddy. Even if he might reject her, she had to try. And somehow, in her pursuit, she ended up on the early morning news: 'Noblesse Oblige: Montclair Heir to Marry an Unknown Poor Country Girl. It's giving Rich Prince and The Pauper. A 21st-century Fairytale.' What could possibly go wrong? you may ask. Stepping into the rarefied and unhinged world of the Montclairs, Mila realized that their realm wasn't the same as her world of black and white. Her perception of life was turned upside down, and she couldn't help but wonder. What could be so poisonous yet so good as power and money? Will Mila's love endure when faced with Zyran's 12 rules for their marriage, including the humiliating demand of: Rule No 6: “Submission is key: When I say kneel, you'll drop to all fours. Don't question it, just obey.” Will she allow herself to be consumed by the corruption that comes with wealth, or will she spread her innocence and show Zyran a world where people don't have to be used? Can their love survive the poisonous influences of power and money? . . . . . . Instagram account: Pluma_W143 Facebook page: Plumadidi Tiktok: @Plumadidi Cover belongs to me. Art by Kelveendraws
Pluma_W143 · 23K Views

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 111.5K Views

The Runaway Huntress

*WPC #139 FL-modern werewolf Silver Tier ************** "I'm done playing nice, mate." His guttural voice was a threat. He wanted to force himself on her. He wanted her submission to come to him and be protected. Melisca was staring into his blood-red eyes. The grass field in it was gone. It was now a burning lava. Yes, she felt fear, but she was more furious about what he wanted for her. "You are my fated mate. My luna. Your rightful place should be right by my side, not running around spilling blood." Her face contorted in constant anger. If only looks could kill, his gorgeous head would have already been separated from his neck. "I don't want to be Luna for the people I hate." Her teeth gritted. She should have been scared. He can easily snap her slender neck. But her courage or stupidity prevailed over common sense. ******************** Too much for being a werewolf. A werewolf that can never shift. But that's the last of her concerns. For she had a pack to hunt, a family to revenge, and a life to survive. Melisca Lorwey is a half-blood wolf and human. Exiled by her father's clan and hated by her mother's side. When both of her parents died, she had no one else but herself alone. Witnessing how her parents had been murdered, she decided to hunt the killers as her life mission. Though she can't shift, she still had the abilities of a wolf. Then someone adds up to her life complications. Ezekiel Rawson Stavrus made her mission even harder to accomplish. She doesn't want anyone to distract or, worse, stop her plans. The very last thing she needed was the most powerful and possessive alpha chasing after her. So the moment she heard him say, “Mine." She fled away like her life's on the line. --------------------------- AN: This is not your typical romance. It focuses in bloody revenge, duties, and responsibilities first. Love isn't everything for the characters. It could be all or nothing in their wicked world of greed, power, and darkness. Shared universe with my other story. > SYSTEM MISSION: TAME THE MAFIA BOSS Please check it out as well. Thank you.
IzannahFrame · 209.4K Views

Alpha's Dark Desires

Alpha Kane is notorious in the werewolf world—a ruthless leader whose enemies tremble at his approach. Known as the "Ladykiller," he has left a trail of satisfied women, all yearning for a taste of his intense passion. With a reputation for electrifying encounters, he reigns supreme in the realm of desire, leaving a legacy of pleasure in his wake. At 28, Kane has resigned himself to a life of dominance and pleasure, convinced he will never find his mate. That is until fate introduces him to Elena, a captivating and naive young woman whose purity stands in stark contrast to his dark desires. When their paths cross, he is struck by the intensity of their connection but is equally horrified by the idea of tainting her innocence with his brutal needs. Kane grapples with a tumultuous dilemma: Should he protect her from the dark passions that define him, or will she ignite a fire within him that challenges his very identity? As he struggles to reconcile his predatory instincts with the tender bond forming between them, the stakes rise. Can he tame his ruthless nature to embrace the love he never expected? Or will his fears drive them apart, leaving them both unfulfilled? As desire collides with innocence, Elena must decide: will she surrender to the alpha’s intoxicating allure and explore the depths of her own passions, or will she find the strength to confront his demons and demand the love she deserves? In this gripping tale of power, submission, and redemption, witness a love story where dark desires collide with the purity of the heart, challenging the boundaries of pleasure and passion. Will Kane become the prince charming he never thought he could be, or will he forever remain a prisoner of his own dark legacy?
lucy_mumbua · 210.5K Views

My Obsessed Billionaire Stepbrothers

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?
naansiringson · 170.8K Views

Deviant: No Longer Human

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. And the world will soon know what that truly means. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**
SKuLL · 1.1M Views
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