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My Imp and Possessive Husband

Su Xiaoyue, a humble kindergarten teacher, had the fervent wish that she would one day become a famous educator, with students all over the world. However, her peaceful life underwent a drastic change after she became Fan Mingyu's homeroom teacher, leading to countless interactions with Fan Mingyu’s adoptive father, the CEO of Sanyang Group. On matters of the child’s education, the two of them locked horns, continuously embroiled in conflict. …… In the spacious and bright CEO's office, Fan Shaoming sat in a black swivel chair, spinning back and forth, idly fiddling with a red brocade box in his hands, while casting glances at the woman sitting across from him, patiently lecturing him. Su Xiaoyue swallowed hard, words had made her thirsty, and she wanted a drink of water but was reluctant to ask this man for it. With a strained patience, she said, “Mr. Fan, Mingyu is a very smart child, but if you don’t educate him properly, you, as his father, will ruin him. You’re not loving him, you’re harming him. Your indulgence is spoiling him, letting him fail to recognize his own mistakes, leading him further down the wrong path.” “Are you done?” Fan Shaoming stopped spinning in his chair, stood up and walked around the desk, pulled up Su Xiaoyue, then opened up the red brocade box, took out an expensive diamond ring, and slid it onto Su Xiaoyue’s finger, saying in a deep voice, “Mingyu and I have discussed it, and we think you’re an excellent teacher and will surely make a very good mother. I don’t understand romance, so I’ll be direct, take a half-day off tomorrow morning, bring your household registration book, and wait for me at the civil affairs office.” Su Xiaoyue’s face turned green, she was lecturing him, and he was proposing to her!
Gu XingLing · 243K Views

Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband

Rumor had it that Xaviera Evans had a weak constitution—a sickly beauty. Rumor had it that she spent a fortune every day on medications—eating them like candy. Rumor had it that ten servants waited on her by her bed every day—a burden to everyone. They were all waiting for the Evans family to toss Xaviera Evans back to the countryside and leave her to fend for herself. Xaviera Evans: "They're all saying that I'm weak and can't take care of myself. Apparently, I spend money recklessly as well.” She looked down at her tattered shirt and was exasperated. Xaviera Evans: “Are you saying that this wealthy family lets their daughter wear tattered clothes every day?” The Evans family's rich daughter? She had enough! She would not be it anymore! Therefore… Scumbag guy: "Without the Evans family, you're nothing." Xaviera Evans: "If I'm kicked out of the Evans family, I'll be done for." Scumbag girl: "Sis, don't be too disappointed. As long as you work hard, you'll be praised one day.” Xaviera Evans: "Shut up, I don't know a traitor like you." The scumbag guy and girl: "???" Rumor had it that the Mamet family's youngest son, Caleb Mamet, rashly married a woman who had nothing but looks. Xaviera Evans: "Is someone looking down on me?" One day, Xaviera Evans saw one of Caleb Mamet's employees racking his brains over a series of numbers on the computer screen. Since she was free, she lent a hand. Did she just crack the firewall created by the joint efforts of top elite hackers?! Caleb Mamet inched closer with every step. "Xaviera, what else are you hiding from me? Hmm?" Xaviera Evans: "Oh, no! I feel dizzy again! I'm so weak. This body of mine is just too weak!"
Qiaoqiao · 4.3M Views

His Possession To Claim

“Yes, suck.” He grinned, his voice as smooth as sin. “Because that is among the fastest ways to drive a man nuts. And the noise that comes after that, the screaming that escapes her–they are a song, a hymn to desire. The body proximity, mmmmh, the twin peaks dangling from the supple art, the writhing, the hard thrusts that will have them begging for more, the rounds they would devour over and over again, his big balls that ejaculates at the peak of a climax and the baby that comes after... in most cases. I think that is why they are scared.” He finished off, whispering the last part. Aria’s life was simple; a medical student, a devoted christian and a future she could control—until the night it all fell apart. Tricked, she found herself saving a wounded man who shouldn’t exist. His presence stirred something primal within her, a pull she didn’t understand and a fear she couldn’t ignore. Bound to him by an invisible thread, she couldn’t escape the intensity of his gaze—or the heat of his touch. But nothing could prepare her for the danger that awaited. Forced to accompany him on a treacherous journey, Aria found herself thrust into the deadly politics of a kingdom ruled by a formidable king and his twin sons—one charming yet distant, the other cruelly intoxicating. Amid whispered secrets and simmering tensions, Aria becomes a pawn in a game far darker than she imagined. “You don’t get to decide my future,” she spat, her defiance flickering like a candle against his towering presence. The King’s lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. “Your future was decided the moment you walked into my court, Aria. You are mine.” Her pulse quickened as he stepped closer, the rich timbre of his voice rolling over her like a storm. “You will bear my mark, stand by my side, and serve as my queen. Do not mistake this for a choice—it’s an inevitability.” “I would rather die,” she shot back, her voice trembling as his hand tilted her chin to meet his piercing gaze. “Then you’ll die with my name on your lips,” he said, his thumb brushing against her jaw. “You belong to me, and not even death will change that.” The man she travels with hides a past that could shatter her resolve, the twins threaten to unravel her very being, and the king sees her as more than just an advisor—he sees her as a temptation he cannot have. As desire tangles with deception, Aria is drawn deeper into a world of forbidden touches and unspoken truths. In a tale of passion, betrayal, and dark secrets, Aria must fight for her life, her heart, and the truth—before everything she knows burns to ashes.
RyztarInk · 3.6K Views

Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

[Mature Content Warning] She wanted to just end her mission and go back to her political marriage, but he had already claimed her his possession. Selene Adawolfa, the Princess of the Adalopha kingdom. Promises her father to bring peace to the village in their kingdom, by ending the age-old war, without revealing her identity. On the first day of becoming part of the Winterwells pack in disguise, she gets herself into trouble. The unexpected turn of events brings her in contact with Fang Warchild, the alpha of the neighbouring village. The most handsome, yet the most vicious man in the entire kingdom who recognises her at the very first glance. And he was ready to ruin her mission just for the sake of owning her! (The story takes place in the 90s so you will find technology in it!) ——[snippet]—— He approached me as his footsteps resonated in the dead silence inside the tent, and I couldn't get myself to step back waiting stunned. Stepping closer he lifted my chin asking again, "do you still choose otherwise Princess?" I gulped, knowing Fang would understand very well what was on my mind, all my lies would be useless in front of how well he knew every nook and cranny of my brain. Mustering all the strength inside me I whispered, diverting my eyes, answering exactly what he didn't want to hear right now, "Yes!" A vicious smirk played on his face as he lifted me by my collar, while I tip-toed barely able to find the ground, trying to match his towering height. "I don't like it when someone touches what is mine," he leaned closer, his tall stature hovering over me just inches from my face and his infuriated breath crawling on my soft skin, "and you better know that your entirety belongs to only me!" ---- All credits of the cover to belong to its owner ---- Discord: https://discord.gg/ZhjZ9aHEZ6
Eaagles_wings · 1.9M Views

Reborn As A Ring

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.
Soul_Monarch000 · 38.7K Views
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