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Bilbo Doll

The Strongest Curse Master

Ace Lander an average high school senior was dragged into the "World of Curses" hidden beneath the surface of everyday life when he awakened as a “Curse Master” gaining an innate skill "Status Screen" and innate curse tool “Cursed Toybox” with the ability to animate and actualize action figures and adult silicone dolls into his Toy summons. ... [ — Status screen — > Cursed toybox is merging curse core 'divine form' with toy 'Goddess Athena'… > Cursed toybox is animating the toy 'Goddess Athena' as a toy summons… > Cursed toybox has animated the toy 'Goddess Athena.' > Toy summon 'Goddess Athena' added to toy space. > Toymancer can now summon Goddess Athena.] "Toy Summons, Goddess Athena!" [Name: Athena Race: Curse Tool Class: Toy summon Title: Greek Goddess (♀) Durability: (100/100) Enchantment: 1-Star Individuality: (100/100) Curse Energy Consumption: 5 units per hour Skills: Toy actualization, Wisdom of Ages, Divine Warrior, Divine Strategist, Divine Insight, Divine Counsel, Goddess’s Blessing, Forge of Innovation, Aegis Shield Note: i) Class 'Toy summon' will gain new skills with quantitative change in the Toymancer's stats. ii) Title 'Greek Goddess' will give Athena access to all her character abilities.] .. Did you say Curselings are strong? I have Toy summons that can turn Curselings into Curse spirits to aid me in combat. Am I alone in the world of curses? I have a legion of undying Toy summons and Curse spirits in my Cursed Toybox. I am never alone. You are an ancient god. So, what? I have the entire Greek and Norse pantheon goddess silicone doll collection serving in my Toy Legion. Do I want to take over the world? The world is free because I allow it. The world will submit if I demand it. ...
IGotStones · 285.7K Views

Taming Heat

|No rape*| ~~~~~ "I'll be your voice as long as your heart keeps beating for me," ~~~~~~~ Ian had everything, money, dashing looks, a supportive mom and a perfect life but some said he came straight from hell, others said he was the general of the army of demons, many said he was the devil himself who was always willing to devour, destroy and burn. He was given these numerous titles all because of his only and greatest flaw - anger management issues. This flaw destroys his numerous relationships and he's unaware of this fact. But his mom finds a way to end this madness and an arranged marriage is the only reliable option. There are many fishes in the ocean,so they say but Ian's bride had to be Ivy - an 18 year old with total mutism. Despite the fact that she isn't perfect,Ivy is bold and courageous but can she handle the heat emanating from this hot devil? ~~~~~~~ •Excerpt I Bea hurriedly went to meet Ivy who sent her a text as soon as she sat close to her. "I'll help you Mrs. Kim, your sister told me about your plight,I do not love your son but if getting married to him will help you then I will if he doesn't change in two months, I'll file for a divorce," Bea almost teared up after reading the text, she couldn't believe her eyes. Ivy actually cared about her to the point of endangering her life by getting married at the age of 18 to a monster she gave birth to. •Excerpt II For a few seconds, Ian froze.. he was still trying to heal from the first stab - she's a mutism patient and Bea just had to drop the bomb - you'll be getting married to her. Niel was right, he wasn't going to end up with Tania after all instead he was going to end up with this doll like figure. FOR GOOD. "Hold on a sec.. y'all are joking now, huh?" "This is not a joke Ian! " Anika corrected. " This is total shit!, I'm not going to get married to a mute freak! "he yelled. •Excerpt III " What is wrong him, anyways? " Ivy asked via her device. "Anger issues, he's fire Ivy and it's up to you to contain that heat, "
TANA_ELIS · 234.4K Views

The Twisted Obsession

Mature content[R-18+] NO RAPE~ ~What happens when a psychopath falls in love?~ The infamous wallflower and sole heiress of the Falcone empire, Abigail Falcone, was a loner, shy, and reserved. She did not know how to socialize or even how to love until she met him. Desperate to escape her scheming relatives, Abby sought a favor from her late best friend’s fiancé—a marriage of convenience. No one would have ever paired the shy, stammering wallflower with the sinfully handsome mafia leader. However, it quickly becomes clear that Abby is a woman of hidden strength—and Remo Quinn finds his dead heart beating once again. Wary but tempted, she struggles to get through the arrangement without stripping herself of her morals and losing her heart to her husband—a man so beautiful and broken, he will hurt her as much as he will love her. While seeking revenge and amidst the sultry heat of their forbidden desires and secret fears, will Abigail find the love that will change her life forever? Or will she face the punishment of falling for her deceased best friend's fiancé? What happens when Remo finds out his little shy wallflower wife is a little sly fox? ——————————— ——————————— Excerpt ~ "Beg me to use you, Abby," he growled, his voice husky with desire. Abby's breath caught in her throat as she struggled to comply with his demand. With a mixture of arousal and trepidation, she managed to whisper, "Please ...Remo..." But Remo wasn't satisfied with just her words. He wanted to see her beg, to hear the desperation in her voice. With a wicked grin, he applied a bit more pressure to her thighs, a hint of pain mingling with pleasure. "Words, little sweet doll. Beg me," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for disobedience. The sensation sent a jolt of arousal coursing through Abby's veins, her resolve crumbling under Remo's intoxicating dominance. With a whimper of surrender, she found herself uttering the words he desired, her voice trembling with need. "Please...use me," she pleaded, her heart racing as she surrendered herself to the delicious torment of Remo's touch. Trigger warnings; Self-harm, mental illness, rough sexual acts etc.
Chichii · 760.1K Views

She is Mr.Mo's beloved

Xi Corporations. "Hey, isn’t that Ms. Su Mei?" one of the women whispered. "Su Mei? That dumb heiress? I heard she embarrassed herself in front of everyone," another employee added. "It gets worse… she usually doesn’t even speak or respond to people. After that accident on her 19th birthday, her parents ended up in a coma, and her brother was jailed for being drunk when he drove that evening," another person commented. "People say she’s possessed, and thanks to her uncle, Xi Corporation still survives," someone else said. "I hope the company’s next heir can be Xi Yuan. She’s from the prestigious Premier League," a man chimed in. "Premier League? The one that only a handful of people from our country attended?" a woman asked. "Yes… her English name is… ah… Sera." Su Mei, who had just come to deliver the document her uncle needed, sat motionless, her heart numb to the cruel words being spoken around her. But one word caught her attention—Sera. Lifeless and distracted, she walked onto the road, only to be almost hit by a car. Hospital. ‘Su Mei...wake up…’ Su Mei heard a voice as she endlessly ran down a road with no end in sight. ‘Su Mei...enough...stop running away…,’ the voice spoke again, but Su Mei seemed confused and resistant. ‘Su Mei… wake up… you have a lot to do. The past seven years of torture are enough. You’ve lived long enough like a lifeless doll… please wake up. Please…,’ Su Mei’s eyes widened in shock. ............ A blurred man’s image appeared in front of her. She frowned as it seemed like a known face. “Se… Senior?” Her husky voice blurted out before thinking. ............ After an hour. Su Mei woke up again, this time looking calm and composed— She raised her head, sensing an undeniable presence in the room. The nation’s hero, Mo Hui. Su Mei gulped as she stared at him. “My car hit you. I’ll make the compensation accordingly,” Mo Hui spoke, making her turn back to look at him. “No, no… Mr. Mo, I wasn’t in my right mind while crossing the road,” she immediately replied with a smile on her face. Seeing her vibrant self, Fu Lei almost dropped the fruit bowl he was holding. 'What in the world? Is she really the lifeless doll people spoke about? No way. ..................... “I thought you called me Senior,” his voice broke through, shattering her morale. She felt like cursing her impatient mouth. No, she couldn’t afford to get exposed. She couldn’t dare to... her life, her parents' lives, and her brother's... sigh... she couldn’t. So... “I’m not sure what Mr. Mo is talking about,” she shamelessly lied. ......................... “I said I’m not sure what Mr. Mo is saying…!” She walked back as she saw the distance between her and the wall decreasing. The man in front of her didn’t have a single intention to stop this from happening but rather was pushing her to the wall. “He touched you…” Mo Hui spoke as his voice sounded like a demon god at the moment. Su Mei reached her limits. “Senior… you promised to help me in the act… also, he was yet to touch my hand before I quickly avoided him,” Su Mei wanted to cry. “Doesn’t matter… his hand touched your wrist,” his dangerous voice came through. “Okay, okay… how about you sanitize with your kiss?” Su Mei helplessly spoke. Mo Hui walked towards her, holding her hand, slightly rolling her sleeve as his lips touched her hand. “Argh… Ah Hui w… we a… are in pu…blic…” She barely spoke as she tried to control her moans. Join me to witness… the savage and demonic heroine and her little love with her senior. P.S: Cover is not mine.
Haru_o1 · 13.6K Views

Love in Royalty

He is Rich, Dominant, heart wrenchingly Gorgeous and Royal. She is Honest, breathtakingly Beautiful, Smart and recently Broken - hearted (Single!). And the prince can’t wait any longer for his Cinderella. Finding her step sister in the arms of her boyfriend was the least she had expected. Broken and alone, she moves into a big City and jumps at the opportunity of being the personal assistant to the crown prince. She thinks all her problems would be a distant memory. But it might just be the beginning of it all. And nothing is as it seems. Can new love mend her broken heart or will she be seized by her past? That's not all. ”Royal conspiracies and secrets?! Did I transmigrated into a novel?!” Join the world where love knows no Boundary. ————————————————————————————————————-———————— Behind us a big commotion arose and we were tossed to the sidelines like the forgotten rag dolls. Cameras flashing. Reporters hovering the place to get the perfect shot, each scraping for even the tiniest glance at the powerful figures that emerged out of their cars. I was left in awe of the dazzling socialite ladies as they strutted across the carpet, ignoring everyone they deemed beneath them. Their million dollar dresses and jewelleries leaving everyone with envy. Accompanying them were the well - known businessmen whose money never seemed to run out. Following behind them came the well - known actors and actresses. They waved and smiled while the onlookers screams of joy and appreciation for them filled the environment. I nudged Rebecca and whispered “Can I go back now?” “No way! It’s a masquerade ball. We can be anyone we want.” She replied while smiling ear to ear. “Ok” I thought as my confidence level piped up a bit. No one was gonna know that a complete outsider had entered their territory. . . . "Stop! I don’t want to dance." "We’re in a masquerade ball! That’s what people do. Dance." "But...I can’t." He gave a little chuckle enjoying our little fight before he intervened, "It’s ok. I can teach you. Just follow my steps." "Common Hayls. Go on." "Alright, I’ll go," I said, giving her a look. "Have fun!" She gave a soft cheer before focusing all her attention back into her plate. He held my left hand and gently led me towards the dance floor. The music soon changed to something more romantic. The magic of love by Russel Watson and Lionel Richie started playing in the background. Soon all the couples started dancing together. "Are you ready?" The man whispered in my ear making me blush. "Ready as I’ll ever be," I replied hesitantly. "Don’t worry. I’m here, just follow my lead." He gently held onto my waist with his right hand and grabbed onto my right hand with his left. I lightly placed my left hand onto his right shoulder and we started our slow dance. "Right, left, Glide, glide…" Along with our dance, he kept whispering the steps to me and soon we were in sync with each other. We spun, laughed, and before the end of our dance, the music went into slow beat again. We softly danced to the rhythm as I basked in his rich and beautiful fragrance. It was all truly a magical moment. . . . Hello everyone I’m Bandana & this is my very first Novel. I hope you’ll all enjoy 1 chapter up daily Instagram - @author_br Discord - b_r2 #2557
Bandanarai · 189.2K Views
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