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Lovers Forevermore: The Tales Of Lady Dragonfly & Marshal Law

[WARNING!! THE BOOK CONTAINS HIGHLY EXPLICIT CONTENT R18+] In the dim light of their room, Blithe del Rosario and Citrine Cursealeo lay entwined, creating a cocoon of warmth and safety. Their playful laughter filled the air, enhancing the intimacy of the moment. Blithe looked into Citrine's vibrant blue eyes, feeling a deep connection. "You know, for a general, you’re surprisingly good at this," she teased, gently tracing his jaw. Citrine laughed, saying, "It's all about strategy, Blithe. Right now, my best strategy is to keep you close." As he pulled her closer, their lips met in a tender kiss that deepened, igniting a fire within them, momentarily lifting the weight of the world. Their kisses became a passionate dance, filled with unspoken fears and desires. When they paused, foreheads touching, Blithe whispered, "I could do this forever." Citrine smiled, suggesting they make it their mission to find such moments amid the chaos. Their lips met again, further dissolving the boundaries between their worlds and igniting a spark of hope. Blithe wrapped her arms around Citrine’s neck, confessing, "I never thought I could feel this safe with someone." Citrine brushed her hair aside, assuring her that she deserved to feel safe and that he wanted to protect her. In that embrace, they transcended their roles as an assassin and a general, finding solace in each other. However, their love was complicated by their identities. By day, Blithe del Rosario was a celebrated fashion designer from Maha, Zubu, known for her couture that tells stories of her homeland. By night, she transformed into Lady Dragonfly, a skilled assassin who strikes fear in the shadows, embodying grace and lethal intent. Citrine Cursealeo, known as Chain Singh, was a five-star general and the Battle War God Marshal Law in the Alkebulan military. He was respected for his strategic brilliance but also feared. Beneath his stoic exterior, he yearned for peace and found a rare connection with Blithe that made him question everything. The love square dilemma loomed over them. Blithe secretly loved Chain Singh, the charismatic businessman who was also Marshal Law, a ruthless general. While she admired his ambition, his fearsome reputation kept her at a distance. Citrine, in turn, was drawn to Lady Dragonfly, sensing a hidden depth within her, unaware that she was Blithe. Caught in this complex web, Blithe struggled with her feelings for both Chain Singh and her alter ego. As their identities began to blur, they faced the challenge of confronting the emotions and secrets that kept them apart. The central question remained: could love transcend the fears that bound them?
LAZzyHeArT · 3.5K Views

Kiss Of The Night

A College student's soul transmigrated into a renowned Princess of 400 BCE who had a very mysterious and tragic ending. To survive from her obvious doom, she decided to have a lowkey and peaceful life away from royal struggle but she ended up falling in love with the nemesis of that Era, the notorious, ‘Dark Prince’ who was going to be the destroyer and damnation of the whole continent of that century. But, she didn’t know- She was the main reason for his damnation- For her, a lonely Prince turned into a ferocious monster, burning down the numerous kingdoms into ashes. ------ [Extract from the Story] In the solitude of an eerie night, I met that stranger again. He was standing tall and straight like a towering spruce, his profile dark against the moonlight as his long and slender fingers were wrapped firmly around the hilt of his unsheathed sword. His deep voice growled furiously while pulling out the sharp and shining blade from the bandit’s heart, “Aren’t you daring enough to lay your dirty fingers on my woman?” Drops of blood tainted the velvety carpet of the grass and the body of the bandit fell on the ground, numb and lifeless. I was awestruck by the smooth strikes of his sword and it was impossible to steady my erratic pulse. Suddenly, his cold and burning gaze fell on me. Though I never met him before, he still felt the closest person; an inexplicable sense of deja vu washed over me, creating an absurd familiarity that messed up all logic. Approaching me, he cupped my chin tenderly in his warm hand as his thumb gently wiped a drop of blood from my cold cheek, making my body shiver alarmingly. My heart was hammering in my ears and his compelling eyes riveted me to the spot. However, noticing his deep wound, I mumbled in a breathy and concerned tone, “Your injury looks deadly. You need immediate treatment.” A deep chuckle greeted me as he pulled me closer to him, wrapping his strong arms around my waist, "Don't bother about that, My love. Did I make you wait for long?" 'My love!! Is he supposed to be my damn lover?' __________ ‘Death is not a worry of mine Even if I must swallow poison I must have you, …’ ~ Lucian Mavis.
Drops_of_Tears · 1.4K Views

Skye Bound

When twelve children were born under a blood moon, magic manifested in human blood for the first time. The elves called it an abomination. The Sovereign called it salvation. Valeria Ashwell calls it survival. Born in a night of miracles and battle, Valeria is one of the twelve Gifted—the first humans to ever wield magic. Now a Reaper in Centrex's elite aerial cavalry, she rides a war-forged Pegasus and bends light to her will, becoming the perfect spy in a generations-long war against the elves. But being Gifted comes with a price. The city that claims to protect them watches their every move. Their powers are evolving in ways no one predicted. And the elves will stop at nothing to eliminate these humans who dare to match their magical might. When a routine mission goes wrong near the elven borders of Ashemel, Valeria discovers that neither the war nor her powers are what they seem. With her closest friends—the roguish Sam and the fierce warrior Bren—she must unravel the truth behind the blood moon that marked them all. But in a city of iron spires and ancient grudges, asking the wrong questions can be deadly. Sky Bound is a military fantasy story featuring intricate magic, complex relationships, and high-stakes aerial combat. Join the Reapers as they soar through a world where loyalty and power collide, and the gifts that make them special might also be their doom. Content Warning: This story contains violence, strong language, and mature themes. Schedule: New chapters every Sunday.
Rowan_Sterling · 1.7K Views

The Marshal's Wife is Wild

[Interstellar+Spiritual Power+Pure Romance+Marriage First, Love After+Livestreaming+Gourmet Food+Disguises] Reborn overnight, Qu Tong cried to death; her vast wealth was gone, and she even ended up owing a billion in taxes. Stuck with a cheap husband her cousin didn't want who can't have children? Rarely comes home? And throws in an entire planet to boot? Qu Tong wondered if there could be such good fortune? She carefully guarded her full fertility value, perfunctorily yet sincerely playing the role of a big shot's dainty wife. She grew energy fruits and vegetables, fed them on schedule, and incidentally improved the food for the entire squad by taking care of their home. The Insect Clan attacked, His Highness was injured, ditching class to visit, pah! To check in. His Highness was too aloof; unable to charm him after a long time, she went online searching for strategies and even inquired about how to reasonably inherit all of her husband's wealth in the case of divorce. The next day, Si Yuting glanced at the top search trends, then looked at his guilt-ridden dainty wife and laughed, "That's difficult, considering I'm just divorced, not dead." Well-behaved and clever in front of others, behind their backs she did nothing of the sort. When her shop was reported, she cursed everyone who dissed her in the comment section one by one and blocked them all, leaving the netizens stunned: "Who taught her to curse like that?!!" In the academy competition, the enemy lacked honor, ganging up to bully the weak; Qu Tong pulled out a potion, directly turned the tables, and kicked them all out of the competition—no one can play me for a fool. When encountering a Star Thief, Qu Tong reassured everyone, "Don't panic, I'll go reason with them." Then she single-handedly drove her mecha, cornering the Star Thief: "This is a robbery, hand over everything valuable." ... One day. Qu Tong, holding her medical report, asked, "If I say I can reproduce asexually, would you believe me?" "Guess."
Heart Language · 1M Views

The Kiss of The Moon

Luna é uma doce jovem marcada pela dor. Amparada por um parente após a morte de seus pais, quando tudo dá errado a jovem tem sua liberdade roubada e se vê encurralada em um caminho sem volta. Quando Michael Preston, sexto Duque de Blanchard, retorna à cidade após longos anos, não imaginava que poderia se apaixonar instantaneamente pela jovem mais intrigante da região. A proximidade entre os dois desperta em ambos um sentimento arrebatador capaz de enfrentar qualquer obstáculo. Mas Luna guarda um segredo, algo doloroso que pode colocar em risco não apenas o amor de Michael, como também a sua própria felicidade. – Você fala sobre amor, mas não faz ideia de que duas pessoas podem unir-se por simples e puro desejo. Para muitas pessoas, é o suficiente, afinal nem todos encontram o amor. Não na sociedade em que vivemos. – Não acredito – ela afirmou, tentando afastar-se daquele homem. – Gostaria de saber, senhorita, como o desejo pode influenciar o julgamento de uma pessoa? Ela rezava para que ele não percebesse o quanto estava desestruturada. Ele penetrara sua barreira através de palavras e ela nem percebera. Não teve chances. – O senhor está sendo inconveniente. – Luna apertou os lábios. Não sabia como reagir àquela situação. Mais um pouco e estaria perdida, precisava sair logo daquele jogo de palavras o qual ela não sabia jogar. – Talvez devêssemos voltar para o baile, vossa graça – continuou, então ofereceu a mão a ele para que voltassem, mas sua fuga foi totalmente frustrada quando, ao aceitar sua mão, Michael acabara trazendo-a bruscamente para ele. – Sinto muito – ele respondeu. – Mas eu odeio bailes. – E, dizendo isso, Michael levou a mão à nuca dela, selando seus lábios com um beijo inesperado.
yui_n · 432 Views
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