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She Was Trapped In Love

LOVE IN HATE IN LOVE

[WARNING: R18!!!] "Either you love me or you hate me. It doesn't matter because you will end up with me. You would always end up with me, Maximus D'Arco." She plastered a wicked smile as she responded to his cold, hard stare that she knew he was trying not to strangle her. He wouldn't because he was such a gentleman not to hurt her physically. But emotionally? Well...that was a whole other matter. ------------- Aurora Fontalva, an arrogant heiress of the Stellare Creations. She had everything in life, except the heart of a certain man. She only wants Max. He's her childhood crush and turned first love when they grew up. But how can she make him love her if he has someone else already? A girlfriend he loves. But that doesn’t matter, for she’s willing to do everything to have him. Maximus D’Arco. One of the EcoSource princes. He’s almost the perfect son and has a princely personality. Except that he had a secret girlfriend hidden from everyone. When Aurora found out, everything turned upside down. The woman even blackmailed him to marry her or his girlfriend would suffer. She wanted him to love her. Why would he fall for someone who doesn’t even care what he wants, let alone about his feelings? Only his girlfriend does. Is there really a thin line between love and hate? What if the thread breaks? --------------- AN: This novel isn't your typical romance. It tackles twisted love and lust. There could be sensitive cases. You've been warned. And lastly, sexy scenes.
IzannahFrame · 3.9K Views

Trapped by the Prince

Crown Prince Ian Stromridge has just returned from battle, hailed as a hero, greeted with people's adoration and blessings but he brings home a beautiful woman, though he's already married leaving everybody completed nonplussed. His wife, Princess Angelica Stromridge wed him for convenience before he left for war. Their marriage lacked affection and was rife with misunderstandings from the start. From name-calling to accidental letters leading to further misconception. During his absence, Angelica played the dutiful wife, sacrificing to maintain the household, being the lovely princess and wonderful daughter in law, only to face his return with another woman whom the entire kingdom agreed was more beautiful than she was! Will she divorce or fight for his love, a love that clearly never existed in the first place? Will she clear the misunderstandings and surmount the obstacles or will it be a post-marriage love story or an ex-wife tale full of regret? Excerpt |||| "My princess..." called a maid, knocking on the door her hand trembling. "Come in." replied Angelica as the door opened hearing footsteps approaching. "What are you doing here? I gave stern orders for no one to disturb me for the entirety of the day." her austere voice rang out. "I... I know my princess... please forgive me... I... I did not mean to disturb you but... this is something very important." "Let's have it then." replied Angelica closing the book she had been reading as she laid eyes on the maid. The maid gulped, the fear evident in her eyes, she did not know how Angelica would react to the severely bad news she had brought with her, however, one thing was sure, Angelica would not react lightly at all. "My... m...y prince...ss the..." said the maid, causing Angelica to sigh in annoyance, rolling her eyes, she had better things to do than sit here listening to the maid's mumbling. "Yes, say it." said Angelica giving the maid a hand. "My princess, the crowned prince has returned." said the maid. "Oh... well that's nice... I guess I will see him later, or better yet tomorrow. There is no rush, I am sure he is swarmed by crowds at the moment." replied Angelica lazily, she really had no intention of moving from this spot. "But my princess... ther— " "Oh, you're right, it would be unacceptable if I did not come out to greet him, rumours would certainly ensue and the kingdom would be in serious hysteria as they always are." replied Angelica annoyed. "Yes, you are right, I should go and welcome him back home." said Angelica as she stood up and yawned. "My princess... that is not all, there is something else..." said the maid. "And what is that?" asked Angelica as the maid's eyes darted around the room, she did not know what to do, or how best to put this. "My princess... the... the crowned prince has truly returned but..." said the maid with a prolonged pause. "But what?" asked Angelica, her senses tingling, she had a inking that there was something wrong from the maid's strange behaviour. "But his highness..." paused the maid. "Out with it now!" said Angelica sternly. "His highness has returned with a strange woman and the rumours claim that she is his new wife!" spat out the maid as Angelica suddenly felt lightheaded and she fell back down on the chair. "My princess!" cried the maid as she rushed to her. "This is some sort of farce." said Angelica as the maid proceeded quickly to fan her with a cloth. "No my princess... it is true." replied the maid. "This is impossible. Ian must be mad, I am going to see this display of stupidity for myself!" said Angelica hotly, quickly rising up and storming out of the room as the poor maid followed behind her. ||||
Dan_does_it_all · 11.7K Views

Trapped In a World I Created

[ MATURED CONTENT | NO RAPE ] "You wrote this world to escape me. Now, we’re both prisoners of your own creation." After breaking up with Halcyon, Elle thought she had left him—and their twisted love—behind. To escape the pain, she poured herself into writing a novel, shaping a world where she could control every twist of fate. Five years later, just as she struggles to name her finished story, she wakes up inside it. But the world isn’t as she wrote it. The characters have taken on lives of their own. And worst of all—she’s not the heroine she designed for herself, but a doomed nobody destined to die. When she comes face to face with Halcyon, the buried hatred resurfaces—but so does fear. He’s no longer the man she once knew. He’s colder, sharper, and hell-bent on keeping her by his side this time. No matter the cost. She tries to escape, but the world itself seems determined to pull her deeper into its schemes. Whispers of betrayal, assassins lurking in the shadows, and the terrifying realization that someone else is rewriting her story from the outside. To survive, Elle makes the one choice she swore she never would. "Halcyon Valkar, The Crown Prince, let's get married." ---- Her body stiffened when she felt his hand settle on her thigh, grazing the sensitive skin with a barely-there touch that sent a jolt of warmth rushing to her core. She snapped her eyes shut, her breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps as her pulse hammered in her neck. What is he doing? "What... what are you doing?" Elle finally managed to choke out, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and confusion. Halcyon's voice was a deep, dark hum in her ear, sending a shiver through her as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin just below her ears. "Marking what's mine." His words dripped with possessiveness, and Elle's breath caught. A strange heat washed over her, mingling with the terror coiling in her stomach. His voice was so close, his presence so consuming, she couldn't escape it. "Your... Highness... I-I feel dizzy." She stuttered, her hands shooting up instinctively, weakly trying to stop him from leaning in further. Her fingers trembled as they brushed the solid expanse of his broad shoulder, but it only served to remind her of the power he had over her in that moment. "Shhh... you'll be alright," he murmured, his voice low and coaxing, yet laced with a dark edge. "Don't make noise. We wouldn't want anyone to hear, would we?".....
kshylen7 · 4.8K Views

Trapped with the Billionaire

Blurb: The elevator’s lights flickered once—then twice—before everything went pitch black. A sharp metallic screech echoed as the car jerked violently, sending Mia tumbling to the floor, her breath catching in her chest. She barely had time to process what was happening before a deep, commanding voice cut through the darkness. "Stay down." Mia’s heart skipped a beat as she looked up to find herself face-to-face with the last person she ever expected to see: Elijah Blackwell, the enigmatic and ruthless billionaire CEO of Blackwell Enterprises. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, he was a man whose name commanded fear and respect. But there was no time for awe. The building’s alarms screamed in the distance, but it was the deafening thud of distant explosions that stole Mia’s attention. Her pulse shot into overdrive. The elevator began to tremble again, its descent rapid and uncontrollable, as if the very foundation of the tower were coming undone. “What’s happening?” she whispered, her voice strained. Elijah’s eyes, glinting even in the faint emergency lighting, met hers—dark, intense, and utterly unshaken. “We’re under attack. Stay close,” he said, the command in his voice unmistakable. Mia’s stomach dropped. Under attack? By whom? And why her? She was just a cleaner. But before she could question him further, the elevator lurched again, the cables creaking as they hurtled downward. Every second felt like an eternity, but Elijah stood still, his expression as unreadable as ever. This wasn’t fear in his eyes—it was something far more dangerous: control. As the elevator plummeted, Mia’s thoughts spiraled into chaos. She’d only come to work this morning to do her usual rounds, expecting nothing more than a monotonous day of dusting and cleaning up after the high-powered men and women who owned the building. But now, she was trapped in an elevator with the very man who controlled this empire—facing a threat she couldn’t even comprehend. A sudden burst of heat shot through the small space as another explosion rocked the building, shaking the walls. The emergency lights blinked erratically, casting eerie shadows over them. In that moment, Mia realized something unsettling: Elijah wasn’t just the billionaire CEO. He was the only person who could protect her now. But how far was he willing to go to keep them both alive? And more importantly, why did she suddenly feel drawn to him in ways she couldn’t explain? The air between them grew heavy with an attraction neither of them could ignore, but was it a dangerous distraction—one that could cost them both everything?
Okorie_Testimony · 3.5K Views

She is a man

He was an arrogant and self centered person who thought his wife was nothing but a slave to him. That was until he woke up to find herself in a small girl body. Brandon was shocked, he looked around and saw himself in an unfamiliar place. His hands and legs was small and his voice was no longer deep but now high pitched. "Where am i" he thought "Ohhh. You're awake honey. how was your sleep?" Brandon turned to see the woman he saw at the bar standing in front of him. He felt angry. "Where am i? What did you do? I'm calling the police"Brandon yelled "And say what? Who will believe you. Will u tell them you were a thirsty five year old man and have been kidnapped and turned to a five year old. People will think that you're crazy"The woman said and laughed aloud. Brandon looked mad" What do you want?"he askec through gritted teeth "Nothing. But yesterday you said a woman life was easy and we didn't face any problems and that gives you the right to mistreat your wife. Now I'm giving you the opportunity to live a woman life and experience the luxury we have. " The woman smiled sweetly and Brandon felt angry but knowing he couldn't do anything he accepted. "And I'm your mother Catherine while you are my five year old daughter Britney. Ok darling." Catherine smiled at Brandon who felt horror. The smile was creepy and strange. Swallowing his saliva he nodded with difficulty and watched as the woman left the room and sighed. Little does he know that this was the beginning of his misery life
Roqeebah_Arikewuyo · 509 Views

She-Swine

As a girl, Olive loved fantasy. Reading it, writing it, building her world, making it a place she could wrap around herself. A world of bold knights, dashing princes, and cunning sorceresses, it spoke to her in a voice that soothed and excited her, all at once. It told her that a life could be more meaningful, more magical, than the one she was stuck with. As an adult, Olive loved money. Fantasies only last so long, and after her attempt at an epic flopped, she changed tack. Pursuing a career in marketing, she clawed her way up the corporate ladder, throwing off any poor fool that barred her way. But ambition paints a target. Just as she reached the top, becoming CMO of her agency, the bill came due. She never saw the flash, barely felt the bullet, but it ended her climb, right quick. If the curtain fell there, it would have been a fitting coda. A life ruthlessly lived, ruthlessly ended. Then she woke up. But not in the hospital, not at home. In a lush green countryside, by a familiar townscape, brine on the air... ...in the body of a pig girl?! The lowliest of the low, in all of her stories! With no status, magic, or even rights! She might as well be an NPC in a video game! Trapped in the world she wrote as a girl, she must cope with her new reality, leverage her dormant knowledge, and carve whatever path she can. But this world is not as she remembers it. Why is the bold knight such a brute? Why is the dashing prince a cruel princess? Why is the cunning sorceress a ruthless tyrant?! And why are truffles so addictive, all of a sudden?! At least two chapters a week!
Iri_Mosaic · 5.3K Views
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