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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 art used to belong to its owner ---- Discord: https://discord.gg/ZhjZ9aHEZ6
Eaagles_wings · 1.9M Views

Zone X

After the Global Reconstruction Decree, the kingdom of Hoperito ceased to be a land of freedom and compassion. Authority was seized by Yarrie, a prince believed to be cursed, who rose to power through the murder of his parents and a trail of blood and fire. Under his rule, the kingdom was transformed into a militarised fortress, divided into specialised sectors. Zone Z became a haven for the aristocracy. Zone A was assigned to the army and human experimentation. Zone Y was left for the common folk. And Zone X was turned into a dumping ground for failed experiments, mutated beings, prisoners, and the unwanted dregs of society. While the ruling class luxuriated behind steel fortresses, the children of Zone Y were relentlessly hunted, captured, and turned into tools of war. Among the few who survived, Paul witnessed his younger sister being taken during a brutal military raid. During a later pursuit, he managed to escape but found himself lost inside the infamous Zone X. There, to his shock, Paul was reunited with Emily, the sister he had presumed dead. She was no longer the frightened child he remembered, but a warrior shaped by pain and survival. Alongside other survivors in Zone X, they began to uncover hidden truths about Yarrie’s regime, ancient curses that had shaped the royal bloodline, and the dark experiments that created monsters in human skin. In the shadows of abandonment, a quiet rebellion began to stir. The story follows Paul, Emily, and an unlikely band of mutated rebels as they decide not only to endure, but to rise. Their quest to bring down Yarrie’s tyrannical rule leads them deeper into the heart of darkness, where the line between hero and monster begins to blur. As they fight to reclaim their future, they must also confront the question that haunts them all. Can freedom be won without losing who they are?
Leoooop · 280 Views

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 · 396.3K Views

Mio Possession. "Owned by Obsession"

"The more you run, the more desperate I am to have you, my rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room .His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding.He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant.The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while and now the hunt begins, sweetheart, there is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.
KIM_ANGEL · 6.7K Views

The Vampire’s Forbidden Possession

She was meant to be a sacrifice. He made her a queen. In a future ruled by vampires, humans are no more than slaves and sacrifices—bred, barcoded, and broken. Each year, the Vampire Lords hold a brutal tradition known as The Offering—where the most beautiful human girls are gifted as blood-brides to the aristocracy. None ever return. When Aria Vale, a defiant human girl with fire in her eyes and revenge in her heart, is chosen, she expects pain. Death. Or worse. What she doesn’t expect… Is for the Vampire King to fall to his knees. Damon Serath, cold-blooded and cruel, is feared across every vampire kingdom. He drinks only from the vein—never bottled, never mercy. He has destroyed empires and enslaved thousands. But the moment he sees Aria, something ancient ignites. She’s rude. Untamed. Furious. And he wants her. Keeping a human is forbidden. Loving one is treason. But Damon doesn’t care. He protects her from his court. Feeds her beside nobles who feast on blood. Kills anyone who dares look at her wrong. He would burn the world for her. Even if she’s only here for one reason… To kill him. But as their war of hate turns into a dangerous pull, Aria must ask herself— Can you destroy a monster who’s willing to die just to keep you breathing? “You brought a human to the Blood Moon banquet?” The voice came sharp and silk-smooth. It belonged to Lady Virelle, the High Matron of the Eastern Court, dressed in black stitched with veins of gold. Her mouth was still stained from a recent kill. “What’s wrong with you, Damon?” she hissed. Her glowing eyes narrowed on Aria. “She looks too fresh to waste. I could drain her where she stands.” Aria’s spine locked. Her hands curled into fists. “She’s with me,” Damon said calmly. But the air trembled. Zack, a smirking lord from the Southern House, leaned forward, fangs glinting. “Then tell us, little human—what do we call you?” He rose, steps slow, predatory, as he approached her side. Aria didn’t flinch. She glared at him like she wanted to slit his throat. Before Zack could reach her, Damon’s voice sliced through the hall, “Touch her, Zack—” His tone dropped to ice. “—and die.” Silence. The music stopped. Dozens of vampire nobles froze, staring at their king, who now stood at Aria’s side—cold, tall, and impossibly still. His hand rested lightly at her back, claiming her with one small, lethal gesture. Zack slowly stepped away, his smirk wiped clean. “She is mine,” Damon said, his voice echoing like thunder. “And no one touches what belongs to me.”
Iran_Thorne · 1.5K Views
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