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Naruto Protected By Kyuubi

Awakened by love, Bound by death

In a quiet, superstition-riddled town where shadows seem to linger a little too long, Lisa is known as the “weird girl” with a fascination for the macabre. No one knows what to make of her quirky humor and dark curiosity, which is why, when she stumbles upon a centuries-old crypt and finds a mysterious body, Lisa does the unthinkable. Driven by a cocktail of boredom and obsession, she devises a plan to bring the corpse—Liam—back to life. And it works. But “life” is a loose term for what Liam experiences. With eerie, corpse-like qualities and an unsettling lack of memory, he becomes Lisa’s accidental undead companion—and possibly, her first love. Yet, trying to keep him hidden and “alive” in high school is no easy task. From teaching Liam how to fake a laugh and blend in with teenagers, to defending him from suspicious classmates and a nosy principal, Lisa quickly realizes that this new “relationship” comes with some killer complications. Things heat up when Jake, the school’s golden boy, starts vying for Lisa’s attention, stirring up jealousy in Liam and leaving Lisa torn between what’s “normal” and her strange, undeniable bond with her undead crush. As Liam’s past starts to surface in disturbing flashes, Lisa realizes that the mystery of his death is darker than either of them could’ve imagined—and their lives (or half-life) may depend on uncovering it. As they face suspicions, rivalry, and dangerous memories that threaten to consume Liam, Lisa must confront a terrifying truth: bringing Liam back from the dead was only the beginning. With love that defies life and death, awakened by love, bound by death, is a twisted, heart-pounding, and irresistibly funny tale of romance, rebellion, and redemption. Can Lisa and Liam survive the secrets of his past? Or will they find themselves torn apart by forces far darker than the grave?
Chioma_Prevail · 274 Views

Married by Contract, Destined by Fate

"St... Stay away" Her voice trembled in fear as he leaned closer, invading her personal space. His palms were pressed against the wall, caging her in his embrace while her tiny fists were making futile attempts to push him back. "So, you want me to go out to satisfy my needs when I have a beautiful wife at home?" His thumb stroked her lips, his eyes fixated on them, unyielding and hungry. "But you made it clear that your heart belongs to someone else and our marriage is nothing but an agreement" her heart throbbed with pain as she thought about it. After the horrific and pitiful past, all she yearned was for a man who could understand and love her but destiny has bestowed her a devil for a husband. "That's true" he cocked his head "But we don't love every chic we fuck. Do we?" His callous words shattered Roseline's world. All she wanted was to cry on her fate! Her pain was evident through her eyes but this didn't stop him from having what he wanted! ~•~•~•~ In an unexpected twist of fate, Orphan Roseline finds herself in a contract marriage with a ruthless Billionaire, Vincenzo De Luca. On the first night, she gets to know that he has married her on purpose, and the doors to his heart are securely guarded. He has money, looks, and fame but not the love which she has craved her whole life. She has an infectious laugh, he never graced his lips with a smile. She follows her path, he demands unwavering obedience. She is sympathetic, he is cold-hearted. Their personalities are worlds apart, yet both harbor secrets concealed behind their respective facades. Will Roseline be able to make her space in his heart or would she be cast aside once his hidden purpose is fulfilled? ~•~•~•~•~ Warning : Story contains mature content, light BDSM and dominating ML.
dayyyyydreamerrr · 304.1K Views

Protected By a Mafia Boss

"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."
Elizabeth_Solomon · 4.1K Views
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