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City Boy Dc

Sovereign City

(some chapters are r18) Who would have thought that holding an arranged marriage benefits me so much? I have been planning to get out of my own family, and thanks to the head lady of the house who always wanted to kick me out after my mother passed away. "I have to live with you? I don't want to be under any other people's rules anymore." "No, you will live freely as you want. You don't have to do anything if you don't want to." "I don't want to be involved with your business...I don't know exactly what you do, Mr. Kaiza, but I don't want to be involved with anything like my father does." "I understand." I pick up the glass in front of him and try to raise it, but he puts his hand on it to cover the top of the glass. "Hmph." I make a sound and pout my lips I put my upper lip on top of the glass, touching his finger and bottom lip at the outside edge, and raise the glass as the liquid runs through his fingers into my mouth. And I look at him. His eyes are slightly startled, but I barely see it through the red light on him. He slightly pulls back his hand. "This girl..." He's mumbling. I lick the liquid on the edge of my mouth. "Yes, it's a deal." "Are you going to treat me well, Mr. Kaiza?" I speak vocally this time. What is this drink? "Yes." "Treat me nicely like your real fiancé, alright?" Suddenly, my head is too heavy to carry on my neck. He uses his hand to hold my face before I hit the table. And he moves himself to sit next to me. "You are my real fiancé." He gently touches my hair and puts it behind my ear. I barely open my eyes. "But first of all, I need to take care of the guys who kidnapped you here." And that is just the beginning of a significant change.
WARALUX · 26.8K Views

In the city of blood [BL]

In the city of blood, where shadows dance among the flickering lights and whispers echo through the labyrinthine streets, there exists a darkness that seeps into the very soul of the metropolis. It is a darkness born of forgotten dreams and shattered hopes, a palpable presence that hangs heavy in the air like a suffocating fog. In this city of blood, where the heartbeat of the urban sprawl pulses with a relentless rhythm, there are tales untold and secrets buried deep beneath the asphalt and concrete. It is a place where the sins of the past stain the present, where the lines between right and wrong blur in the dim glow of neon signs. Amidst the chaos and corruption, there are those who navigate the shadows with a grace born of necessity—a ragtag assembly of survivors and sinners, each with their own demons to wrestle and their own battles to fight. They move through the city like ghosts, slipping between the cracks of society, their footsteps muffled by the din of the streets. And yet, amidst the darkness, there are glimpses of light—a flicker of hope in the eyes of the downtrodden, a spark of defiance in the hearts of the oppressed. For even in the city of blood, where despair hangs heavy like a shroud, there are those who refuse to surrender to the darkness, who dare to dream of a better tomorrow. In the city of blood, where the sins of the past cast long shadows over the present, there are whispers of redemption—a chance for the lost and the broken to find their way home. It is a city of contradictions, where beauty and brutality collide in a symphony of chaos and despair. But amidst the darkness, there is always hope—a glimmer of light in the heart of the night, a beacon of promise amidst the ruins. For even in the city of blood, where shadows reign supreme, there are those who dare to defy the darkness and forge their own path to salvation.
Pharm_Neptune · 18.1K Views

SECRETS OF THE CLOCKWORK CITY

"I beseech you,what did you do to him?" The whip landed against her back again and her only response was the tears.She couldn't scream because she was mute and her tongue still hurt. Again it landed on her back five,nine,eleven and twelve times but she wouldn't speak.Her only response was the tears.With that,they untied her and dragged her from the disciplinary court to the dungeons,with the queen bearing witness to all this. "Eloise," Esmeralda rushed to her cousin and hugged her tightly.She was all tears, but that was replaced with a frown as her fingers dug into the scars in her back. "W-W-What did y-you d-do to my sister?"She demanded as she turned her attention to the grim faced palace guards. "What did you do to my sister?" She turned to the queen,her eyes blazing. "We suspect she had something to do with old Davington's death" replied one of the guards."since she was found with the murder weapon and was the only one beside his figure in the room." "Lies!Lies! All are lies!" She yelled turning to Eloise,"Please tell them you had nothing to do with this.Prove them wrong,tell them!" But the girl wouldn't speak.She opened her mouth in an attempt to speak only for blood to pour from her mouth.Esmeralda was grief stricken.She wanted to see Eloise return in a happy way,but her cousin was being tortured for something she was sure she didn't do. As the queen had commanded,Eloise was dragged to the dungeons leaving Esmeralda with her tears on the disciplinary grounds. ********** *********** Esmeralda Dynevor is forced into an arranged marriage with Edward Knights - Duke of Brittania,who views her as nothing but a scandalous woman. She,however,tries to make her marriage work by giving him her heart but is only greeted with coldness. When the elderly clockmaker,Davington,is found dead in his workshop,the official ruling is that he died by hands of his assistant,Eloise. Esmeralda suspects foul play as her best friend wouldn't be engaged in such an act. Beneath the ornate clock face in Davington's workshop,she discovers clues that point to more sinister cause of death.And is meant to battle the culprit and make her marriage stand..but is she also bound for a happily ever after love?
Vindaya_Ray · 23.2K Views
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