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Pokemon Paul Tries To Commit Suicide

Commitment With The Devil

{WARNING - MATURE CONTENT} "What is your wish?" Gazing into his violet eyes, I ask. Inside deep down, hopes grow. Please don't be something off the line. I can't handle such things like that. It is against will. "There is a massage I want to try out" Zander voices and takes his hands back. I finally get to escape the tight embrace. "Get in the car. There is a place I know" Turning around, I begin to walk away. Yet, his strong arm holds me back. He forces me to face him. What again? "We are not going out, miss independent" He grins. Alone with the evil smile, I can sense the mess he will cause with requests. "I don't know how to massage" A frown displays across my face. I really don't. He should just walk out of my house. "Who says you have to?" Zander raises his right brow. And I quiet down. No fucking way. "I am the one who is going to massage you... your breasts" The last two words he continues, feel like a lightning striking me in the middle of summer day. I knew this devil would ask for such sensual things! "No. Pick another wish. I am not permitting stuff like that" I instruct. Attempting to shove the man's grip away from my arm. "Don't you recall my statement, darling? You are not allowed to decline either" He brags. Of course, I am aware. But seriously? I have had sex for a few times only in my entire life with all the men I wasted my extra time on. I don't find the contentment in that area. "I am getting impatient, love. Let's commence already" Zander flashes his dimple smile. Picking me up in bridal way which catches me off guard. "Put me down!" With the strength I gained before, I try to get away. But still, he won't let me. "Don't move. Otherwise, I might end up doing much more worse thing than the massage to you" The whisper hushes me down. He is a devil, the type to do as his words. I better remain calm. There will be a chance for me to slip through this situation. Yes, I have to wait. "Good girl..." He grins down at me once I cease struggling. Jerk. His steps enter my bedroom. And he places me on the bed. "Strip now" He orders. His hand already has the oil bottle to begin the massage. He is really quick with everything. What should I do? "Come on, my gorgeous" He whines like a child begging for the sweet candy. "Are you certain this is only a massage?" I shoot a slight glare. Maybe it is fine to enjoy this. Also been a long time since I have spent a night with a man. I guess there is nothing to concern to have some fun with this devil. It is not like I can run away. "I would never lie to you" Zander assures. Well, I don't see anything wrong with these wishes. There are no feelings involved as well. I can use him for fun. Right. Think in positive way. "Are you going to observe me take the top off?" Over my query, the man's lips curve up. "Finally..." --------------- Violet Ravena, the fearsome mafia leader, was poisoned by her husband and his lover brutally. It turned out he had been planning to possess her belongings since the very beginning. Till the last breath, she wished for second chance, to avenge her husband who used her love. Soon, the desire was fulfilled by a flirty devil, Zander Gavril, who offered a contract out of interest. In return, she had to satisfy his one wish every day as he helped her accomplish the goal to venge the husband, Damian and his mistress, Nesta. [The story is written in characters' point of view for your information. In view of the fact that english is not my first language, there could be errors. If there were several mistakes in the chapters, I deeply apologize for those]
Hera_Cordelia · 117.7K Views

Rejected a 1000 Times, I Commited Suicide… And Got 1000 Girlfriends!

My name is Kage Ito, and I was the world’s most rejected man—a thousand rejections, no friends, family, or even a pet. Life itself seemed to reject me. One night, in my tiny, dingy apartment, I gave up and ended it all. But death wasn’t the end. I awoke in a realm of endless white, greeted by Sakurabana Tamayori, the Goddess of Soulmates. She revealed the cosmic mix-up that defined my life: I’d been assigned a thousand soulmates. None of the women who rejected me were meant to be mine, and I was given a second chance. The Soul Stats system also known as the Soul Reaver Damnation is a mysterious interface that tracks my soulmates, their emotional states, and the progress of our relationships. It shows me detailed metrics like their happiness, love, jealousy, and more, giving me a glimpse into the bond I share with each of them. But it’s not without its risks—if I fail to meet certain objectives, the consequences can be devastating, like one of my soulmates choosing to end their life. The system is both a guide and a constant reminder of the high stakes I face with every decision I make. (Chapter : 21) Now, I must find these soulmates, feeling an undeniable spark when I meet them. Sounds perfect, right? Wrong. Managing a thousand relationships is chaos. Some soulmates are fiery, others shy, and many come with their own challenges. Worse, ignoring a soulmate causes them unimaginable suffering. With little guidance and Sakurabana popping in to mock my struggles, I’m left to navigate this bizarre blessing—or curse. Along the way, I’ve discovered moments of beauty, connection, and love, but I still wonder: why me? This is the story of how I went from the loneliest man alive to a man destined for a thousand soulmates, and my journey to figure it all out—one soulmate at a time or maybe more. Support this story by adding it to your collection, giving Power Stones, and Golden Tickets! For private discussion, reach out on Discord: https://discord.gg/2zz2Csj9UQ
LeoDGreed · 80.7K Views

Renji Kurogane: The Case Time Tried to Erase

They erased the files. Buried the evidence. But forgot one thing: I’m still alive. Name’s Renji Kurogane. I used to be a detective. Then I got fired for writing a report so “disturbing” it triggered three resignations and a nervous breakdown. Now I’m bleeding out in the ruins of a temple no GPS recognizes, holding two cursed relics that hum when they’re hungry. The other three? In enemy hands. Of course. Apparently, these relics are keys. To a door. A big one. A door that absolutely should not be opened unless you're into pandemics caused by ideas. I have one job: Hide the truth so well, even I can’t find it again. Too bad I’m already remembering things I never learned. Too bad my dreams have subtitles now. Too bad the truth... might be alive. A cursed mystery. A forgotten academy. And a guy trying to outrun the history he helped erase. This isn't a hero's journey. It's a cover-up with body counts, relics that whisper, and a protagonist who drinks more caffeine than water. Welcome to the story time tried to burn. Too bad time has memory issues. Author’s Note: This story is 100% original and fully written and directed by me, the author. Yes, I use grammar tools and creative support when needed—because I like my commas functional and my metaphors coherent. But every piece of the plot, the characters, the structure, and the tone is handcrafted with existential dread, narrative obsession, and just enough caffeine to hear relics whisper. No AI-generated chapters. No plagiarism. No machine-translated filler. Just imagination, mythology, memory loss… and me, trying to outwrite madness one page at a time.
Thanatos_Primum · 6.2K Views

MATED TO THE CEO WHO TRIED TO KILL ME

Mia Hart doesn’t remember the moment she stopped believing in safety—but she remembers the moment she stopped believing in people. Ten years ago, in the dense heart of the Forest of Vale, she was hunted down and nearly killed by the one person she trusted above all others. A boy who was more than he claimed. A boy who changed—into something violent. Something ancient. Something impossible. She never told anyone what she saw. Not the doctors. Not the investigators. Not even herself. Lucien Vale disappeared that same night, leaving behind only blood, shattered memories, and a forest that no one dared return to. Now in her twenties, Mia is drawn back to the past in the most unlikely of places: a top-floor job at a restructured megacorporation called Vale Holdings, in the re-engineered capital of Solarae. It’s sleek. Professional. Safe. Until it isn’t. The company’s most powerful executive, Lucas Vale, is a man of precision, silence, and untouchable influence. He is everything Lucien could have become—if Lucien had survived. But the resemblance is more than passing. Lucas has the same eyes. The same voice. And when he says her name in a meeting she wasn’t supposed to attend, her entire body freezes. Because no one knew she would be there. Except him. Lucas doesn’t offer an apology. He doesn’t offer answers. What he offers is access. To the files. To the upper floors. To the past. As Mia digs deeper into Vale Holdings’ internal records, she finds traces of her father—a man she believed lived and died as a mechanic—embedded in executive archives dating back to the founding of Solarae’s post-collapse economy. There’s a reason she was hired. There’s a reason she survived that night in the forest. And there’s a reason why every step she takes is being watched by people in suits who never introduce themselves. Her bloodline is registered in a program that predates public government: Initiative H, a succession protocol encoded during the first century after Solarae’s restoration. It identifies Mia as a fallback for executive inheritance in the event of destabilization in the primary family line. She is not just an employee. She is a rightful inheritor. And someone inside the company is working to erase her existence. As encrypted warnings begin to appear on her office terminal, as elevators lock her into unauthorized floors, and as security agents begin shadowing her movement, Mia must decide whether to walk away from the empire that nearly killed her—or claim it from the inside. But she’s not the only one remembering that night in the woods. Lucas is watching. And Mia still doesn’t know if he came back to save her… or finish what he started.
AnchoTwist · 5.1K Views
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