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What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

*Author's other work (The Dragon Prince's Bride)* *** After surviving the utter destruction of the entire world, Kiva Quin and her best friend Skye Gailey find themselves in another world. The world of the ones who destroyed their home. The world of the demons. Kiva, who never believed in the existence of demons, now has to live in a world full of them. They've taken her family from her and thus she harbors a hatred, vowing to take her revenge and kill the one responsible for the destruction of her world: Leonis Rein; supreme ruler of the demon world. Leonis is a man who doesn't believe in love. He believes in taking possession of whatever catches his attention… And she did. He meets Kiva, and her aggressive, persistent nature draws him to her. Slowly, Leonis starts harboring an unhealthy obsession for Kiva. Kiva would do any and everything to put a knife in the heart of Leonis, or die doing so. But Leonis doesn't plan on letting death take her. At least not yet. *** Excerpt Holding both my hands tightly together behind me with just one of his own, Leonis pressed his broad chest upon my back as I wriggled and try to get out of his stronghold. A gesture I knew was futile because he was strong, very strong. "Run if you like." His whisper sounded next to my left ear, and I wished to deny it, I wished to tell myself I don't feel it, but I do. I feel a certain tingle every time this demon is this close to me. "I will pursue you. Hide if you must, I shall find you, and die if you choose, I shall make death cough your soul back into your cold body." I knew it. He will never let me go.

This story is about a boy who overthinks life and is not quite sure how to face it. All this while attending the prestigious high school Stone bridge, which trains up and coming businessmen and businesswomen. All the students try to wriggle themselves into each minds and use psychological means to win negotiations. Our mc tries to top in this school, all the while trying to lead a normal high school life while keeping the fact he’s a major corporate entity a secret. Do not worry about the character being edgy he will mature over time. P.S: It is my first work, therefore constructive criticism is encouraged.

Volume 1: Fangs of Desire [Mature Content] All Astra desired was freedom to roam outside the confines of the palace but that dream shutters after their kingdom is invaded, and her dearest brothers massacred. Astra's life takes a drastic turn when her father gives her off as a bride to the same enemy Kingdom in exchange of a peace treaty. Adding to her horror, the same man rumored to have killed her brothers is going to be her husband and she vows to have her revenge come what may. Theron, the Crown Prince of Ardenia Kingdom, is regarded as the pillar of the nation. He has brought Ardenia to power since he became the Commander and conquered countless kingdoms expanding their territories, but only a handful people have come face to face with him. A union formed by revenge and hate, rises emotions when Astra discovers a devastating truth about her husband on their wedding night, which makes her anger and hatred for him dissipate like it never existed. *********** "Wife, don't you love me anymore?" a childish yet saddened voice rang across the quiet room. "Why would you think that?" Astra asked trying to wriggle out of the man's embrace. "You forgot my morning... kiss," he whispered the last word in her ear, blushing furiously. Astra stopped struggling and held the man's face into her palm smiling lovingly before she gave him a quick peck. She bit her lower lip feeling a bit shy her little face turning pinkish. "Now will you let go of me?" "No... I want more!" the man said and without waiting for her response, he lifted Astra like a princess she was dropping her to the bed then followed her. "I want more, wife." _________________________________________________ Volume 2: His Heart's Desire A continuation of a forgotten tale unfolds bringing them together again, but only he knows the truth. The truth about her nightmares, the truth about her true self and their past: only he knows. All he has to do is unveil that truth to her so he can live with her forever. He owes her that much: a whole lifetime of love. He succeeds in making her his but the misery from their past still roams around them in an unknown form. But this time he vows to protect her well. Even if she does not remember him, he does. She was, is and will always be his beautiful wife. He only has one desire: her. Yes, she is his Heart's Desire. ************** "...For every breath feels like a punishment without you. I feel... no, I am soulless without you. So, my princess, I'll wait for the day you will love me back." She gazed at him unblinkingly and for the first time, she felt her heart let go of all the restrains. The barriers she had built against him had crushed a long time ago, but her ego blinded her feelings for him. Like promised, he had conquered her, and she was now at his mercy. "Is it too late, for me to say I... love you?" the last words were said in a whisper, but he still heard her. "Never, my wife," overwhelmed by emotions, he managed the three words before engulfing her in a tight hug. Tears fell from his eyes, but this time, they were tears of joy mixed with a smile. How long had he waited for this moment? "I love you a lot, my beautiful wife."

"You're already the mother of my four children," Arsalan chuckled, "and you're about to bring another one into this world. And you say I wasn't romantic?" Sahira stared at him with scornful eyes. "If you want to know how romantic you were," she said, her voice laced with venom, "then listen..." She recounted her experiences in such a poisonous tone that Arsalan's cheeks flushed to his ears. "And if you want to hear about all the things you did to me..." Arsalan's playful demeanor evaporated. He released her wrist, and Sahira wriggled away from him. Arsalan's gaze fell to the ground. "Was I that bad?" "You're far worse than bad, Arsalan. This act of amnesia you're putting on - you could fool the entire world with it. But not me. I've seen your masterful acting before. But I'm not going to fall for your deception anymore, Arsalan Ansari." Sahira was about to turn and walk away when Arsalan's voice reached her from behind. "Hira...can't you forgive me? I don't remember anything about my past. I don't remember anything about who I was, what I did... Please believe me. Forgive me." For a moment, Sahira's heart wavered. Her feet remained rooted to the spot. She turned to face him, her eyes filled with doubt. "Very well. What a splendid performance, Arsalan. You should win an Oscar," she said sarcastically, and walked away. Arsalan let out a deep sigh and stood there, alone. -------- Arsalan Ansari, the ruthless mafia kingpin, operates on a cold, calculated smile. But a glimpse of vulnerability cracks his icy facade. Has amnesia truly buried his past - a past rife with vengeance and betrayal - or is this a masterfully crafted ploy to outmaneuver his enemies? As the line between truth and manipulation blurs, one thing remains certain: underestimating Arsalan Ansari could be your deadliest mistake.

Annie Bolt could never forget the night her world dissolved into fragments. A fire, a tragic twist of fate, and her family's energy empire ripped from their hands. And now, after years have passed by and here, we are Annie is back. She is hidden, working in the shadows, and has wriggled her way into Beckings Corporations, a billion-dollar enterprise known for being heartless - she's where they took what belonged to her. Joe Beckley, next in line to inherit the Beckings fortune; he stands for all that Annie holds dear and honest. However, behind his cocky facade is a darkness of his own. Their enmity turns to passion, not a desperate desire-swan song, but the kind regarded as a forbidden lust Will Annie ever reclaim what is hers without yielding to passion with the enemy? And what about Joe's secrets? Could it make him an ally or a weapon of destruction? Because in a game of power, betrayal, and burning secrets... one wrong move could mean you lose it all.

Ava Huang, a pretty hard-working girl who has been fending for herself since she lost her dad. She's the kind type who can even give her last cash to a street beggar. She's a crazy dancer, a trainee at the popular Gilmore Girls Dance Campus where only girls are trained to dance. In the campus, Monica Hawkins is the queen bee, a mean manipulative bîtch feared by every trainee. The girls tremble at the sight of Monica, well except Ava and her friends. They're the type who doesn't care if she's the daughter of the most high, they go against her every damn time. Monica hates their guts madly, but it got to the brink one day when Ava mistakenly pulled out her hair. With the help of her rich grandpa, she was able to send a thorn into Ava's life. A guy...to destroy her completely. Ava who's in need of money that period decided to rent out the two empty rooms in her house... What happens when two sinfully handsome rich guys showed up at her doorstep, ready to rent the rooms Aren't you curious to find out who Monica's agent is between the two?? Who owns Ava's heart? Will she be able to wriggle out of Monica's evil plan? Or will she get destroyed like Monica wants? Who exactly are the two guys? And are you in for some spicy housemates drama and sweet romance?

"Carmine... I'm about to...." "Not before I taste you." He delivers me, permitting my legs to drop. "Taste..." He slides down my body and throws my legs over his shoulders with my back squeezed against the chilly metal wall. His warm, thick tongue plunges inside my hot pussy. "Fuck..." I toss my head back, scaling the wall, yet he grasps my thighs, holding me set up. His tongue twirls around my clit, sucking and licking in a way that creeps me out. I curve into him, riding his face, grasping his hair. Sweet delivery is inside my grip, and he keeps sucking, licking, focusing on the areas that settle on me wriggle and decision his name. The stars glint behind my shut eyes, and I open them, gazing at the roof. My shirt is open, Carmine is between my thighs, and give up is torn from my spirit. My climax collides with me like a wave, shaking my entire body and making me pant for air. Carmine clutches me until the last quakes die down before he stands up and kisses my temple delicately. "Much obliged to you," I murmur energetically, resting up against him for help as we both catch our breaths. "That was only the tidbit." Carmine sneers and presses a modest kiss all the rage before at long last squeezing the lift button and getting it under way once more. "Imagine a scenario where somebody saw us." I look at the camera, feeling anxious briefly at the prospect of my own standing and vocation. "They'll be biting the dust to understand how I intend to treat you." With his lips squeezed against my neck, the lift entryways open on the highest level of the extravagant inn, and he ventures out. A dazzling perspective on the city underneath should be visible from the glass walls, the horizon with lights that sparkle and shimmer in the evening. The impression of the actual room is reflected against them, making a wonderful sight. "This is lovely." "Not more lovely than you." He accumulates me in his arms and conveys me inside. He thuds down on the love seat that sets before the lit chimney. With the perspectives on New York around midnight radiating through the windows, he starts to take off my garments. I rapidly copy him, anxious to taste him the manner in which he tasted me. I push his coat off, dropping it to the floor. Then, at that point, I unfasten his dress shirt, tearing his undershirt until I'm holding his solid arms and kissing across his characterized chest, the skin of which I scratched with my nails during my delivery. "You're awesome." "I'm a long way from it, bellissima. Presently, let me see you." He pulls from me and stops to respect me for one minute. The white ribbon bra differentiating against the tan skin and dim twists falling thickly over my shoulders. "Strip for me."

Alfred was downcast at the perfumery exhibition, and Carson, his newest friend, showed interest in his feelings. He confided in him and narrated how he was lured into a marriage by Hazel, a desperate perfumery, and how he escaped from the marriage. Carson also gave an account of how he wriggled himself out of a similar situation and settled with the best, Cherry. He encouraged him to cheer up and he did. A few months later, Alfred met Mirabel, a florist who was married to her job, and proposed to her. She rejected his proposal, and Alfred sought assistance from Carson. After condemning her bouquet and making her to feel worthless by telling her that their girlfriends rejected their proposals because her bouquet was inferior. She decided to teach them how to propose to a girl and get accepted. To redeem her company’s image, she agreed to do it at a show organized by the two with over ten thousand spectators, including her parents and siblings. She prepared the best bouquet and came along with the best proposal ring. Meanwhile, she would act as the girl. Alfred agreed to her teachings, but when they got to the stage, he used the words that she had taught him. After he knelt down and proposed to her, she happily accepted the proposal. Then, he slipped the beautiful ring into her hand and handed the bouquet to her too, which she accepted with pleasure. Then, she helped him to get up, believing that the acting would end as agreed. To her bewilderment, Alfred pulled her closer and engaged her in a passionate kiss. To avoid ruining her stage performance, she complied, and they kissed for some minutes while the audience cheered. Afterward, he announced that Mirabel was legally engaged to him and their marriage would take place the very soon. Will Mirabel agree to be tangled on the web of Alfred’s love?

[Warning: Mature Content] A great war has started between the great races. In the middle of it all, something that never should have happened had occurred. A hybrid was born. Rumours of this hybrid being the most powerful being in existence spread through the land. Through certain events, she was lost to all, yet sought by many who wanted her for the powers she possessed. Now, Astrid must venture through the magical realm in search of her mother, her kingdom and the truth behind the war, all the while escaping the schemes of the other kingdoms. She, Astrid is the caring, beautiful, talented, powerful, yet extremely impatient hybrid. He, Jareth is the cold, dashing and skilled elf who locked everyone out. What happens when these two characters meet on her journey and a forbidden love springs forth amidst the clash of swords? Would Astrid be able to resist the charms of the handsome Elf and focus on her journey or would she succumb and in turn, endanger her life and mission? *********** "Why do you do this every time?" Not that he didn't know the answer, he never failed to let her know what she did to him with that. Before Astrid could answer, Jareth closed the gap between them, with Snow sandwiched in their midst and pressed his lips against hers, shutting his eyes close. Unlike the last time, this time she was partially, mentally prepared for what he was going to do and returned his kiss, parting her lips to grant him entrance and closing her eyes to feel every single bit of it. One hand snaked into her hair pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss and the other caressed her face lovingly. As much as Snow wanted to watch, he felt that he should give them space and privacy. Quickly, it wriggled itself out of her arms, falling to the ground close to her side and looked up. His silly master only gasped from what he had done with eyes still closed and that only gave Jareth a better chance to be more mischievous. He bit on her tongue, sulking and tasting her as his slender hands on her face moved down, finding their way around her side, to circle around her waist and pulled her body closer to his. She followed his lead and wrapped her hands around his neck lovingly. Astrid felt their bodies collide, that coupled with how passionately he was kissing her, only made her want to melt in his arms and stay there. Jareth finally broke the kiss and his hands on her head moved forward to cup her face and chin. "Wait for me," his deep sensual cool voice rang in her ear, sending warmth down her stomach, making her further weak in the knees. "Be careful," Astrid whispered back. "I will be." "He wouldn't play fair from the way things are going." "I do not expect him to, but I am ready." With their faces so close together and nose touching, she could feel his warm breath tickle her cheeks, causing her to blush a crimson red. His green eyes shone with delight at watching her blush then quickly placed a kiss on her lips again before letting her go. --------------------------- Cover not mine, all credit goes to the original owner. Cover edited by Missrealitybites. ~~~~~ Discord: BaeVida#7167 Discord server: http//discord.gg/BH666ZK Instagram: baevidaa

Sarah Lee of the Crescent Moon Pack, I, Mark Jones, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you. I could feel the pain in my heart. I could hear Leon howling inside of me and sense his suffering. I could see the pain in her eyes as she was directly facing me, but she resisted showing it. Most wolves quake in pain and drop to their knees. I wanted to squat down and wriggle my chest. She didn't, though. She had her head up high as she stood there. She inhaled deeply before closing her stunning eyes. "I accept your rejection, Sarah Lee of the Crescent Moon Pack." When Sarah turns 18, she is shocked to learn that her mate is her pack's alpha. Her joy over having found her soulmate, however, was short-lived. Her mate left her in favour of a more powerful she-wolf. Sarah has to contend with more than just the she-wolf's hatred and desire to get rid of her. When Sarah learns that she is not a typical wolf and that some would like to utilise her, she is shocked. They pose a threat. To acquire what they desire, they will do anything. How will Sarah behave? Will her partner regret turning her down? Will Sarah come to terms with who she truly is? Will her partner be able to protect her from others around them?

Alpha Axel Ash is a destroyer. He's a savage and a dangerous werewolf. Undefeated, the wars have turned him into a monster, feared by most. He likes to kill the weak and those who dare to harm his pack. For years, he thought the moon goddess has punished him by not giving him a mate, his life forever left in misery. Cassie is the Alphas daughter. For years, she had seen the war that destroyed her pack and killed hundreds of innocent lives. Warriors died on the battlefield, never returning home. To stop the war from further destruction, her father sets out to offer a truce to the enemy pack. But the infamous Alpha Axel requested for something else — his daughter’s hand in marriage. Axel Ash my Alpha gazes down at her with a bunk expression, his eyes roaming all over her body. Cassie squeezed in her legs, her mind aware that she is only wearing a shirt with nothing underneath. “You’re wearing my shirt,” he states deeply and she sees his eyes flicker down to look at her chest. “I-I couldn’t find a-any comfortable c-clothes,” she stutters, taking a few steps back. He growls at the distance she put between us, coming closer at her with a look of disapproval. She gulps just as she bumped against the wall, locked in between him and the hard surface. Why does he smell so good? “Don’t hide from me,” he growls, finally standing tall before her with dominance and demanding obedience. “N-No,” she says stubbornly, gripping her shirt and bringing it up at him. His eyes darken as he grabs her wrists and holds them above her head. Shocked, she gasp and her shirt raises up her waist, showing him the full view of her bare body. She whimper as he stares down at her with lust. Axel Ash drew closer, gently tucking the rose behind her ear. The floral scent perfumed every breath, Cassie took as he brushed his thumb lightly over her lips sending a shiver down to her spine. Axel Ash smirked feeling his effect on her, " “If I knew showing you the pool would get you na**d I’d have done so this morning,” he said, pushing the hair off his face The attraction between us is very convenient, you know? She was immediately out of the reverie, "Convenient!" His gaze darkened, "Of course, how could it not be convenient for me to feel desire for what's mine?" "Calling me cute is nice. Calling me hot is great. But don't you dare call me yours. I am not a thing to own." She said fire blazing in her eyes and wriggled in his hold to get free. Smirking, he pulled her even closer. His voice got thicker than she had ever heard, "That's where you are wrong, sweetheart. I am an Addict and you are my Drug." Alpha Knox Is a good friend of Alpha King Axel Ash.

The book begins much as you described. An anthropologist is listening to members of a primitive tribe talk about how a werewolf had been killing people, twelve years ago, in sprees which always occurred during a full moon, until the tribal shaman was able to come up with a way to kill the monster. The scholar is interested in letting them talk, but personally suspects the "werewolf" was something like a victim of rabies who foamed at the mouth and seemed inhumanly strong as he went on a rampage -- although it is odd that he would survive long enough to launch three killing sprees at monthly intervals. The scholar silently speculates that perhaps there were multiple rabid attackers, in a monthly cycle -- each new one having been infected by the previous before he died of his disease, and only the last of them was somehow trapped and killed by the men of the tribe, who then blamed this "monster" for all of the previous killings. The scholar is trying to be polite, but evidently his skepticism shows through. The shaman is offended at being patronized by a white man who thinks he already knows all the answers. The shaman had kept a souvenir of the werewolf, dried out and in powdered form, believing it still contained the power to create another werewolf if need be. The shaman (called "Ugalde") puts that special powder into a bottle of whiskey and then . . . With the swiftness of a man half his age, the Indian leaped from a sitting position onto the other's chest, as if he were pinning him in some friendly athletic contest. But the crazed expression covering his face and the keenness of the knife blade removed any trace of ordinary competition from the action. Ugalde sat the bottle viciously on the ground next to the visitor's face and tipped the neck of it toward his mouth. "Drink," he ordered. "Ugalde!" the man cried frantically. Visions of wriggling microbes being revitalized by the liquor flooded his mind. Could any life survive for a dozen years in such a dehydrated state? Yes, yes, viruses could live for centuries! "What in the name of God are you doing?" A sneer replaced the sullen look the older man had worn. "Your god! You believe your eye, white man, and only that, so drink and see what the devils you don't know can cause a living spirit to become! Drink, or I will cut your throat!" Then a good chunk of the book deals with brutal murders taking place, always on the night of a full moon, and various characters getting interested in the investigation, for various reasons. At first, there's a serious lack of surviving eyewitnesses to describe the mysterious attacker to the cops, but gradually the evidence accumulates that something strongly resembling a Hollywood-style werewolf is involved in these homicides. We readers, of course, have a very good idea of how that happened. Then another large chunk of the book deals with what happens in one horrible night after the anthropologist has been taken into custody. (I think he finally surrendered himself to the police, voluntarily, and described everything he could remember about the incident with the shaman, and what's happened since then on the nights with full moons in the sky.) You are correct that becoming a werewolf appeared to be a type of communicable disease, although I can't recall if it was specifically established, during the novel, to be a "germ" or "virus" or what. You are also correct that silver was particularly effective against a werewolf. Other weapons could pierce its flesh, but it appeared to recover very rapidly from such wounds. (Sort of like Wolverine's mutant "healing factor" in the X-Men comics and movies.)

"I don't need you" she frowned while saying "but I need only you" he wriggled by locking her in his arms "leave me" she requested "leaving you it will never happen angel" he roared while saying Dhruv Raj Raizada is the sole king of Raizada business empire he is a coldhearted CEO who never believes in love or emotions he is sn emotionless person people fears for his dark ruthless cold aura he is the most eligible batchelor who never dated anyone because of a dark past he hates girls and lies He is ruthless to outer world but a kind and sweet boy to his mother what made this sweet guy to ruthless??? Will he fall in love??? What if he falls in love with a lie??? What happens when he fall in love with the person whose background is the reason of his hatred....... to whom he gives more importance to love or to hatred??? Sriste Royal is the only heiress of Royal group of companies her only world is her family she is rich, arrogant, egoistic perfect tomboy but destiny planned something different in her life destiny made this tomboy badass girl to act as a naive girl She entered into his life on a purpose but ended up loving him more than anything can she able to protect her love from evil people can she break ice barrier to make love bloom... Who is sriste Royal?? what is the relation between sriste and dhruv?? Why sriste schemed and entered into dhruv's life?? Many questions awaiting for answers to be revealed... He is ruthless She is stubborn He is cold and rude She is cheerful and sweet He is ice She is warmth A tale of hatred love Love of two opposite poles War of love between truths and lies.... War of love between life and death.... Love of two distinct characters..... What is going to win love or hate??? this book contains CEO Romance, love, family, friendship, violence and mature content read at your own risk To know more follow the journey of LOVE ME IN THE DARK

What the hell are they doing?! Are they serious! Really, here? Right in front of the Lee's mansion! Lee Sung Joon, the first son of the House of Lee, the number one elite business powerhouse of Country S, saw his little sister smooching with the milkman in front of their mansion!!! Is he seeing things or is it that his sister went mad....nevermind he'll find out himself! Snow, or Lee Nun Songi, the youngest and most doted upon daughter of the Lee's, is currently pinned on the wall by Jin-ha while "he" blew on the girl's eyes to get rid of the dust that went inside. From afar you could say that they look , well a little ahh...compromised? Jin-ha: Stop wriggling Snow or I won't get everything out... Sung Joon: What the!@#$ What is "he" getting out! Snow: Come on Jin-ha make it fast! I can't stand it any longer! Sung Joon: * ~ * Author's note: This is not a graphic novel, at the most its PG 14. :)

Rikka Hikari is a typical introvert, spending her high school days in his room, listening to music and reading webtoons. She doesnt want to do anything with her life and at times, ponders how the world would function if she hadn't been born. One ordinary boring day, after having her lunch money stolen by the school bully, as he was walking home from school, she encounters a strange snake with a shimmering pelt trapped under a heavy rock in someone's garden, desperately trying to wriggle out, while defending itself from a stray dog. Rikka helps the snake and takes it home to further inspect its strange shimmering pelt. Imagine her surprise when the snake transforms into a young boy right on her table! Join Rikka and her misadventures and every day life along with her weird friends and the troubles they get her into:)

Lynns mind is full of 24/7 music , always thinking about the next song to play whether it was metal or lofi to hip and pop , Lynn could mesmerise his viewers with his choice of music . Not only humans sought after his music “ I won’t harm anyone if you agree to be mine “ he wrapped his luminescent arms around Lynn trapping him like prey but Lynn retaliated and wriggled against the strange creature pressing close “ how did this happen ???? Why me ?!?? “ he screamed in his head . How will Lynn face the alien invasion and will he grab a hunky alien along his way reviving humanity

Musa smirked as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to his chest. Her breath hitched. She turned and glared at him with so much fire in her hazel orbs. She wriggle her wrist to free it but he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her so close that their body flushed against each other. Her face marred a frown while his amused. With a single tug he dropped her veil to reveal her glossy brown hair. Taking a strand of her hair in his hand and twirling it, he looked in her spell bounding hazel orbs and smiled in victory, taunting her. _______________________________ He is Musa Khan. Belonging from a noble family, he is everything you can expect from a man belonging to such status. He is a businessman, not only that he is also a Cardiologist, most famous Cardiologist. With handsome face and charming smile, he has stolen many hearts. He is the noble of Rasipur. There was no woman who didn't attempt to make herself prominent in his presence till her.... Nayyab Rehman is a postgraduate Doctor. With no father on her head and only a mother who support both of them financially, she is introvert. With so much trouble and crisis, she is dead set on making her mother proud. She is shy and reserved and fiercely daring, something Musa Khan finds amusingly appealing...... An accident caused both of them to meet in unexpected circumstances that cause a spark? Will that spark burn them to be repairable or will it led to something beautiful? Something that both are unfamiliar with.... Join the spectacular voyage of Musa Khan and Nayyab Rehman to experience a boost of emotions that will make you grin in excitement and next moment to pull out your hair frustration.

Experience the life of someone who was born in a third world country first hand ,watch how he faces the problems of life, how he somehow manages to wriggle his way through every problem, as he learns not only to survive but to LIVE. This emotional rollercoaster is sure to thrill and maybe you'll learn a thing or two along the way !!

She, breathtaking and indifferently gentle, soft and adorably clueless. She was a Divine Doctor who could bring the dying back to life, and also a poison expert who killed without trace! She possessed a pair of clairvoyant eyes, and also a body filled with mysterious vital energy! People said: Even Yama Raja had to give way to those An Yiqing wished to save! He, cold and aloof, stunningly handsome like a deity. He was the most outstanding descendant of the Ancient Martial Arts Families and also the youngest general of Xuanjin Country! He was an emperor who emerged from darkness and blood, holding great power and deciding over life and death! When the gently indifferent her and the cold and proud him met, what kind of sparks would they ignite? Affection chapter: An Yiqing asked, "Hm, I heard you like me?" Gu Yelin stiffened, "Yes!" An Yiqing's eyes fell, her voice flat, "But I can't be with you." "Reason." Gu Yelin's voice was dark and heavy; his heart clenched in pain—he had been poisoned, and only this little white rabbit in front of him was the cure! "Master said I have an incurable disease." "If you live, I live; if you die, I die!" Gu Yelin's voice was low and resolute. An Yiqing's downcast eyes gradually reddened, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, "Every time I see you, my heart races, I struggle to breathe, and my cheeks turn red. Master said that's the incurable disease, and only you can heal me." Gu Yelin's dark eyes surged with waves of joy and excitement, like a surging undercurrent. ...Only she could cure his poison, and only he was the medicine for her. Underdog chapter: At the banquet Qin Jia: "Who do you think you are? Just an orphan with no parents, what right do you have to cling to Young Master Gu's side?" An Yiqing's eyes swept over coldly, a mocking smile on her lips, "Relying on you who would be nothing without the Qin Family, relying on me who could pinch you to death with one hand!” “You slut!"— Qin Jia, furious, raised her hand to slap An Yiqing. "Sick of living!" Suddenly, a pair of iron-like hands gripped Qin Jia's arm tightly; he had only left for a moment. Who was this blind person daring to bully his treasure? Qin Jia roared resentfully, "Young Master Gu, why are you doing this to me? She's just a wild child with no parents!" "Who dares to say that the An Family's only jewel is a wild child?!" A furious rebuke erupted like a thunderclap, shaking the entire banquet. Baby chapter: The plump Little Bun wriggled his little bottom, his glutinous voice carrying a complaint, "Daddy, why won't you let me sleep with Mommy?" Gu Yelin's mouth twitched, "You are a man, you cannot cling to my wife." "Hmph! Jealous men are so annoying!" Little Bun mumbled, "The Uncle Duan who came to see Mommy yesterday is nice, so is the Uncle Bai who I met last week, and there's Uncle Li who gave me a big red envelope during the New Year and that pretty auntie, they are all nicer to me than Daddy!" Third Young Master Gu's temples throbbed. Why, even though his adorable little white rabbit was married, did those wolves with greed in their eyes still not give up? Men were one thing, but even women were trying to get involved! Third Young Master Gu felt aggrieved; the road to being a henpecked husband is long and arduous~ ************************************ The author says: This story slightly incorporates special abilities with fantasy elements. Every place name, medical term, and jargon used within the context of gambling-stone craft is all fictional. Industry insiders, please do not criticize, thank you!~

The Hero does it. He kills the Demon Lord. He gets the good ending. So why is her voice still in his head, telling him to murder that kid? Why does he get hungrier when she mentions the taste of human flesh, of eating something that wriggles in his mouth? Is he still the Hero?

We don't have love, we show mercy. What you want is knife or tears, roses or escape. Dust, fear, blood. The woman on the ground is twitching, blood constantly spilled from her mouth, the whites of the eyes all over the blood, she mumbles in a gravel friction rustle sound. She sobbed, unwilling to die, the body to the man wriggling, as if in need of help. She has no idea what's going on, poor little thing.

*COMPLETED* (Y.O.L.O stands for: YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE) *** Carter Jones, the school nerd, and Killian Henderson, the reputated troublemaker, somehow end up getting detention together. "How about we make a bet?" Offered Killian, his pistachio-green eyes drilling into mine as a playful smile lingered on his lips. "A bet?" I gulped, intimidated by how close he was sitting next to me. He nodded and raised four fingers, the ones with the letters "Y.O.L.O" tattooed on them, wriggling them in front of me with his ever-so-confident grin. "Four dares, Jones, just you and me." And that's how it all started. *** Rankings: #fiction #featured #queer #gay #depression #bl #youngadult #featured #comedy #bisexual #manxman #teen fiction #boyxboy #bxb #LGBT #romance Cover designed by Holly Thurston All Rights Reserved

Listen then, I'll tell you again of the Battle of Rock. But none of your usual wriggling, or I'll stop before I've begun. " Halli loves to hear stories from the days when the valley was a wild and dangerous place, besieged by bloodthirsty Trows. He likes to imagine the night the legendary heroes joined together and fought till dawn to defeat the ancient foe. Now farming has taken over from fighting trows, and to Halli's bitter disappointment heroics seen a thing of the past. But when a practical joke rekindles an old blood feud, he sees a chance for a daring quest of his own. He is joined by Aud - A girl every bit as reckless and headstrong as he is. Together they will challenge everything they have ever known and discover the truth about the legends, the valley, and themselves. An epic adventure with unexpected twists, sinister enemies and a small but unforgettable hero. "

“Fuck you!” “I already fucked you many times…” He then wriggled his eyebrows and continued. “...in my mind.” Dome narrowed his eyes and got paled. “Dirty minded dickhead!” “Umh.” He emphasizes the last two letters. “I just have a sexy imagination.” A loud laugh echoed in the room. His shoulders were moving up and down. His laugh stopped when Dome looked at him intently, he leaned forward not breaking their stare. Not knowing the reasons, his heart beats fast. ** Dome loves his personal space too much until a dark, tall and handsome man threatened to cut his balls. Not knowing at that very moment, his life will change forever. He became living together with the tan man. Pavel was an Engineering student. His life is peaceful until the news of him being a father broke out at their school. Rumors started spreading out and became more intense when they found out that he was living together with a guy.

Yang Cailan transmigrated to the impoverished 1950s. Her family wanted to sell her to an old man for money. She decisively packed up her things and ran away! Fortunately, Yang Cailan met a good-looking and hard-working man! She did everything she could to keep him. Liu Baishan was lonely and indifferent all his life, but this changed when Yang Cailan showed up. She asked for kisses and hugs every day, and she was good at appearing adorable. Although Liu Baishan pretended to find this annoying, he actually enjoyed it a lot. One day, Yang Cailan asked for a divorce. Liu Baishan looked at Yang Cailan who was wriggling her fingers. "Why do you want a divorce?" He asked. "I thought you didn't like me," Yang Cailan said sadly. She had always been the one to take the first step. This man was too dense. He didn't even respond to her. "If I didn't like you, why would I let you hug me and kiss me? Why would I buy you pretty skirts?" It looked like there was a storm brewing in his eyes. "Hmph! This is a flaw shared by all men. You're neither proactive nor upfront about rejecting someone! After all, I'm so pretty," Yang Cailan fumed. "..." Liu Baishan was speechless. He pulled Yang Cailan into his arms and tried to coax her despite not being very good at it. "I'll change. I'll tell you I like you every day. Let's not get a divorce, alright?"

SYNOPSIS Ava Huang, a pretty hard-working girl who has been fending for herself since she lost her dad. She's the kind type who can even give her last cash to a street beggar. She's a crazy dancer, a trainee at the popular Gilmore Girls Dance Campus where only girls are trained to dance. In the campus, Monica Hawkins is the queen bee, a mean manipulative bîtch feared by every trainee. The girls tremble at the sight of Monica, well except Ava and her friends. They're the type who doesn't care if she's the daughter of the most high, they go against her every damn time. Monica hates their guts madly, but it got to the brink one day when Ava mistakenly pulled out her hair. With the help of her rich grandpa, she was able to send a thorn into Ava's life. A guy...to destroy her completely. Ava who's in need of money that period decided to rent out the two empty rooms in her house... What happens when two sinfully handsome rich guys showed up at her doorstep, ready to rent the rooms Aren't you curious to find out who Monica's agent is between the two?? Who owns Ava's heart? Will she be able to wriggle out of Monica's evil plan? Or will she get destroyed like Monica wants? Who exactly are the two guys? And are you in for some spicy housemates drama and sweet romance

His hands itch to grab her hand forcefully and make her unconscious in his arms. And he didn't hold the urge to grab her. He grabbed her forcefully, shut her mouth with his arm to keep her silent. She wriggles in his arm trying to break free. He can hear her breath caught in her throat. The girl in his arm starts crying and hyperventilating. She seemed shocked by everything that happened. "Don't shout or I'll make you unconscious." He speaks warningly in his deep controlling voice. He can feel the girl try to shake her head yes. He feels satisfied that his bambina complied with his demand. Slowly he puts away his hand from her mouth. Her whimpers can be heard clearly from her free mouth. "Good girl." He praises. "Now do everything I told you and you'll not get hurt." He slowly unwraps his arm from her body feeling cautious that the girl tries to escape. The girl seems to comply with every command. It pleases him with her attitude. He drags her arm and brings her to her car. Push her up in the front seat and tied her arm to the arm holder.

This is the love story of about narcissistic eastern Asia young teenage girl love story who belongs to an eastern country. She is a self-centered and egoistic girl with some limitations and boundaries. Syra wants to run away from this escape world. She studies at the University of Karachi. She belongs to a middle-class family. There is lots of trouble in teenager's love life. If someone falls in love with someone so they bear society's norms, values cultures, and traditions after they achieve their love but on the right path. But if someone chose the wrong path so they suffer badly. So it’s the story of a teenage girl who falls in love with someone handsome, a rich boy at university and she wants to get him at any cost. She gazed all the time in university that might be, he noticed her but the guy didn’t like her behavior or gazing at him all the time. After that, she tries to confess her love for him with the help of her innocent friend. But destiny wants something else, forcefully, unexpectedly her friend got married to the charming guy Fyze, because of a critical situation. After a while, she takes revenge on her friend because it seems that her love is snatched from her deliberately. So Syra betrayed her, disguise her real face and personality in front of her friend’s in-laws, Make plans against her. She achieved him, heart, by gruesomeness and destroy the life of her friend and did murder but the God wants something else with them, friend's fortune had with herself. At the end of the moment, God turned the story and change her destiny. So God shows her gruesomeness trickster plan in front of all others and she pays off her greediness and Maneuvers attitudes and wrongful deeds. Keywords: Narcissistic, betrayed, egoist, wriggle, love, teenage, younger, first sight, ruin, greedy, self-centered

DARK ROMANCE "Sir, I am in a dire need of loan. Its very important, my friends life is at stake. I assure you I'll try my best to return the loan asap." She breathlessly said it all. Her eyes were filled with hope and expectations. He was her last hope. "Miss Sheharzaad," Shehryaar said, while standing up from his chair causing her to instantly stand up. "Yes sir" she replied, her voice troublesome yet confident. He walked towards the other side of the table and sat on the chair parallel to her. "Keep sitting, please." He said, like a gentleman and she sat down. She tightly held her hands together. A life could be saved by his single yes. "Sir please," she pleaded. "I agree. You can have the loan, but I have a condition." "I agree to your every condition sir" she replied with a little smile of victory on her face. "Think before you speak, Miss Sheharzaad." "I trust you." "I want a one night stand with you." He dropped the bomb. ............ "Every women is nothing but a , a and you're also one of them." He said making her wriggling double against the ropes, which tied her. "You're wrong." She replied with a sheer determination in her eyes. He harshly gripped held her chin and bobbed her head up towards him. "Oh, I'll prove it to you then." He spoke with an immense intensity and a promise in his eyes. "You'll now serve me as my personal escort, Sheharzaad." He declared and threaded his fingers into her silky locks, pasting his lips on hers, her brutally. He didn't trust womankind and she was a strong woman. He wanted shatter and break her into pieces so he could satisfy himself.