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Alpha's Dark Desires

Alpha Kane is notorious in the werewolf world—a ruthless leader whose enemies tremble at his approach. Known as the "Ladykiller," he has left a trail of satisfied women, all yearning for a taste of his intense passion. With a reputation for electrifying encounters, he reigns supreme in the realm of desire, leaving a legacy of pleasure in his wake. At 28, Kane has resigned himself to a life of dominance and pleasure, convinced he will never find his mate. That is until fate introduces him to Elena, a captivating and naive young woman whose purity stands in stark contrast to his dark desires. When their paths cross, he is struck by the intensity of their connection but is equally horrified by the idea of tainting her innocence with his brutal needs. Kane grapples with a tumultuous dilemma: Should he protect her from the dark passions that define him, or will she ignite a fire within him that challenges his very identity? As he struggles to reconcile his predatory instincts with the tender bond forming between them, the stakes rise. Can he tame his ruthless nature to embrace the love he never expected? Or will his fears drive them apart, leaving them both unfulfilled? As desire collides with innocence, Elena must decide: will she surrender to the alpha’s intoxicating allure and explore the depths of her own passions, or will she find the strength to confront his demons and demand the love she deserves? In this gripping tale of power, submission, and redemption, witness a love story where dark desires collide with the purity of the heart, challenging the boundaries of pleasure and passion. Will Kane become the prince charming he never thought he could be, or will he forever remain a prisoner of his own dark legacy?
lucy_mumbua · 9.2K Views

Art of Cuckoldry: The Dominance System

Dick's life has always been sh*t—bullied, belittled, and ignored by his family. But when he stumbles upon a mysterious system that gives him the power to dominate both his body and the people around him, everything changes. No more playing the victim. Now, he's the one pulling the strings, and he's not just going to survive—he's going to thrive. With his newfound strength and confidence, Dick rises from the ashes of his pathetic life. From gym conquests to manipulating his family, no one is safe from his plans. Whether it's his stepsister, spoiled rich girls, or even the women who thought they were untouchable, Dick takes what he wants, and they all submit in the end. This isn’t your fairytale redemption arc. This Cinderella f*cks. Warnings: Power Games Galore: Expect manipulation, mind games, and a whole lot of domination. Nobody’s safe from Dick’s rise to power—whether they like it or not. Explicit Sexual Content: This isn’t a romance novel; it’s a f*ckfest of control. Detailed sex scenes abound, so if you're here for the smut, strap in. Soft-Incest Tag: Yes, there's family drama... but not the kind you're used to. Step-siblings, step-mothers, and step-cousins are all on the table(or on the bed, counter...)—and, let’s just say, things get complicated. Psychological Warfare: Dick plays with minds as much as bodies. Expect emotional manipulation, submission, and plenty of characters wrestling with power dynamics. Revenge Served Hot: Bullied? Belittled? Ignored? Not anymore. This is a revenge story with a twist—Cinderella might be f*cked over, but he’s doing the f*cking now. Not Your Grandma’s Fairytale: No swooning heroines or happy endings here (well, those kinds of happy endings). This is dark, gritty, and unapologetic. Morally Gray at Best: The characters don’t play nice. This is a story about power, domination, and control, where morality is often optional. Strong Language: If you don’t like swearing or sharp-tongued characters, this isn’t the story for you. Expect plenty of harsh words to go with the harsh deeds. Abso-fucking-lutely No R*pe, Forcing, Drugging, or H*rassing: Everything that happens is consensual, even when it’s manipulative. No lines are crossed when it comes to force or coercion.
DickWithaCapitalD · 165.5K Views

Deviant: No Longer Human

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. And the world will soon know what that truly means. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**
SKuLL · 1M Views

WHAT! I Have To Kill Heaven's Son To Live!

For as long as Reon could remember, he lived as a loner, focusing solely on his studies and part-time jobs to get by. No family, no social life, no personal life, no happiness, no sadness. . . . But then, he was transmigrated into a novel he had read for the first time, all because of a complaint about the main character—though he was not the protagonist, but merely a subordinate of a minor third-rate villain! How can someone be so petty? . . . However, he didn't mind. Since he found himself in a fantasy world filled with magic, swords, and cultivation, he resolved to live life to the fullest, something he had missed in his previous existence. In a realm where the strong are respected and the weak are crushed like ants. . . . In this world, he will choose to embrace adventure and romance, a wine glass in one hand and a woman in the other. For all of this, he needed strength... . . . [Ding! Host has awakened the "Heaven Plundering System!" If the host wants to survive in this world, he must kill heaven's child, or he may perish...] . . . WHAAT! . . . . ****WARNING**** . . . . If you prefer a dense, shy, beta, submissive protagonist, then this novel is not for you. Here, the main character will be Domineering, Ruthless, Calm, Intelligent, Cunning, and Alpha-type—caring only for his loved ones while remaining cold toward the rest of the world. . . . Additionally, female leads will be Strong, Intelligent, and Loyal—not merely waiting for the main character to come and rescue them like a fairytale prince. . . . The harem in this story will be large, with each member being capable and equally important to the plot. Every character will have their own significance and development, contributing meaningfully to the story. . . . NO NTR!! NO YURI!! NO FUTA!! NO YAOI!! . . . [There will be smut scenes in later chapters, it will be marked as (R-18) beside the headline. Minors, please exercise caution] . . . °°°°This is my first novel, and since English is not my primary language, I ask for your understanding if you come across any mistakes. The story will unfold at a slower pace, so I encourage fellow Daoists to be patient and support me on this journey. If you have any suggestions or ideas, feel free to share them in the comments. I will consider adding them if I find them truly good.°°°°
MysticWanderer · 47.7K Views

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 75.9K Views

30 Days of Passion and Revenge

**This book is a dark romance and contains abusive and mature content.** In a world where power and passion collide, Lily Anderson finds herself entangled in a web of deceit and desire with Ethan Blackwood, a man of enigmatic charm and ruthless ambition. Their tumultuous relationship is a battleground of wills and wits, where Lily struggles to maintain her dignity and autonomy against Ethan's domineering control. As they navigate through a series of encounters that test the limits of trust and betrayal, a question lingers in the air: Can love flourish in the shadows of manipulation, or will it wither under the weight of dark intentions? Throughout their journey, the dialogue between Lily and Ethan is peppered with moments of tension and revelation, offering a glimpse into the complex dynamics of their relationship: "I'm not finished," Lily glared at him defiantly, reaching for another bottle from the ice bucket. With a resounding crash, Ethan upended the entire bucket, his eyes darkening with barely contained fury. "Get the hell out of here, all of you!" He snarled, his face contorted with rage. How dare they ogle his woman like that? "You belong to me. Your body, your time, your very existence—all of it is mine to do with as I please," Ethan growled, his face mere inches from hers, asserting a claim that Lily vehemently resisted. "I don't belong to anyone," she spat, her voice trembling. "Least of all a monster like you." "You'll learn, Lily. One way or another, you'll learn your place," Ethan's lips curled into a cruel smile, promising a future of struggle and submission. "I'll do anything you want," Lily whispered, her soul fracturing with each syllable, as she made a choice that would change her life forever. "Because my name is Ethan Blackwood," he said, a statement that carried with it a weight of power and a promise of consequences yet to be seen.
novel_evaray · 181.8K Views

Taming The Psychopathic Alpha : Supernatural School

"Go fuck yourself!" August spat, his eyes narrowing with fury. "Mmm, I’d rather fuck you, darling." Hunter ’s grin widened, dangerously predatory. August, an angry human forced into a supernatural academy against his will, never expected to cross paths with the academy's most feared Alpha—Hunter . "Why did you claim me with your dog scent?!" Hunter smirked, leaning closer, his thick red tongue licking August's neck. "Because you were acting like a bitch, so you’ll be treated like a bitch." —- At Valoric Academy, a prestigious school where Alphas rule and supernatural creatures walk the halls, danger lurks in every shadow. The Royals—powerful and feared Alphas—enforce a brutal hierarchy. Among them is Hunter, a psychotic and deadly Alpha who rarely shows himself, living in a penthouse provided by the academy to keep others safe from his volatile temper. His reputation strikes fear into even the strongest students. August, a feisty human with a fiery spirit, has no idea that by entering Valoric Academy, he’s walking into a world where humans don’t belong. When he’s suddenly claimed by Hunter, a wolf who everyone fears, his life is turned upside down. Hunter is dangerous, unpredictable, and undeniably obsessed with August. But August isn't one to bow down easily. As he fights against the Alpha’s possessive control, he discovers a shocking truth—he’s mated to the very wolf who tried to break him. Hunter’s madness clashes with August’s stubborn defiance. In a school teeming with vampires, werewolves, and other supernatural creatures, a twisted love story unfolds where survival depends on more than just power—it depends on submission and defiance.
Rain_345 · 4.1K Views

Blackmailed to marry the ruthless billionaire

When his passionate, lips brushed over hers, leaving her wet all over and wanting, she found herself inching closer, to have more of him... More of what he could offer, only for the mysterious male to pull away, dragging his tongue across his wet lips as he left her needing and craving for his touch. "Remind me of what you said a moment before Ms. Throne. As far as I recall, you precisely refused my advances, saying you know what your body wants and so on. You almost convinced me into believing you could never be a good submissive." He tsked. Only after hearing his curt words was she called out of her fantasy world. "Y-You're wrong. In the world I live in, I only dream of my prince charming sweeping me off my feet as stupid as it sounds. And then we'd go to places together and have our happily ever after. Like I've said before... I don't need a dominant man disciplining me like I'm some wayward kid, bossing me around to do his sick bidding and neither am I going to be a 'Sub' to some dude. I'm sorry but that's not who I am. I have to refuse your offer, again." She knew herself well. She'd never want to engage in the BDSM world of a dummy sub, willingly allowing her body to be used in the cruellest of ways just to satisfy one bloody hunger-strived alpha, Dom. Never. She thought, racing out without looking back. "You can run but you can't hide how your body responds to mine... You can only deny it all you want but not for long. Surely, we will meet again, Manquer Zari. Soon and next time—You will be fully mine." To Claim. To Discipline To Own. Pain and pleasure.
Kia_Kendral · 2.3K Views

Affair with my Ex's Billionaire Father

#Age gap #taboo #Erotica #Smut #love triangle #boyxgirl #mild bdsm #dominant #possessive #submissive #poortorich #billionaire #mafia He hated her when she dated his son; told her she wasn't good enough to be a part his family because of her family background. He belittled her and made her feel unworthy. He was the reason they broke up. He is the most feared mobster in Russia. He is Milomir " Smerť " Petrov. (Smerť - death) Two years after she dated Ivanov Petrov, realized that her father (Viktor) was in debt with her ex's father. "You me a lot of money, Viktor. How are you going to pay me back the money?" Milo (Milomir) spoke in a calm and calculated tone. "Please! I'll do anything! I will come work for you for the rest of my life for free!" Viktor begged as tears streamed down his face. "Your work is of no benefit to me," his eyes landed on Viktor's daughter, Emilie, "...her...I want her." "What?!" "Viktor, I don't like repeating myself." Emilie sacrifices herself to save her father. Milomir is not interested in being her boyfriend, no. He wants to be her lover. 19yrs his junior, their relationship is already taboo. To make matters worse, Emilie had dated Milo's son, Ivanov just two years before. Adding his bold tastes in bed, the relationship grows intimate very quickly. Can the complicated relationship between Milo and Emilie weather that kind of storm? Emilie will have issues coming between father and son... *** (Excerpt) "When I say get on your knees, you do it," Milo told Viktoria in an authoritative and dominant tone. "And if don't?" Viktoria asked, matching his confident posture. "You know what will happen to your father." Viktoria's posture faltered. His threats were ice cold, like his heart, if he had one. "You are sick!" She screamed. "If I'm sick, then you're just as sick as me. I can see your nipples poking through that 'fuck me' dress you have on." "T-That's because of the cold..." She stammered. When he took a step towards her, she took a step back. He reached out, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her to his chest. She could feel something poking at her stomach. He leaned into her ear and whispered, "What about last night? I heard you screaming my name with your fingers deep inside you as you pleasured yourself into oblivion."
Erotictales · 1.6K Views

The Shattered Prodigy

In the vibrant city of Elendril, where magic flows as freely as the laughter of its high elf inhabitants, Linian stands on the brink of greatness. Once heralded as a prodigy, his promising future crumbles under the weight of insurmountable expectations and his own spiraling laziness. As whispers of failure chase him through the streets, Linian seeks solace in the shadows, unaware that danger lurks in the darkest corners of his beloved city. Kidnapped by a group of ruthless mercenaries, Linian finds himself sold at an underground auction, stripped of his dignity and identity. The cruel hand of fate delivers him into the possession of a sadistic collector, a beautiful girl with a taste for torment. Bound and naked, he is forced into a life of submission, learning the harsh lessons of obedience under her merciless gaze. As the days blur into an endless cycle of humiliation and despair, Linian struggles to maintain a flicker of hope in the suffocating darkness. But even the most broken spirits can ignite a spark of rebellion. As he navigates the twisted games of his captor, Linian uncovers hidden depths of strength within himself, awakening the prodigy buried beneath layers of shame. Driven by a desperate desire for freedom, Linian plots to reclaim his life, challenging the very chains that bind him. Will he find the courage to defy his captor and rise from the ashes of his shattered pride, or will he forever remain a toy in the hands of fate?
Isomxon_Ismailov · 162 Views

THE CEO'S PREMIER PASSION

VOLUME 1 [COMPLETED] VOLUME 2 [COMPLETED] Olivia Clarke’s world is shattered when she was forcibly married to the billionaire Alexander Bennett, leaving her fiancé at the altar. Determined to escape her unwanted marriage, Olivia vows to make Alexander divorce her so she can return to her fiancé. But Alexander, consumed by possessiveness, refuses to let the woman he ever loved go. With money and influence at his disposal, he promises to give her everything that she desires. Confident that love will bloom between them but Olivia has just one desire “Mr. Billionaire, let me go… I don’t love you.” Will Olivia succumb to Alexander’s charms, or will she find a way to break free and reclaim her heart? **** "Holding a wedding without me?" a hoarse and manly voice echoed from the door, bodyguards dressed in black suits surrounded the hall and this got me.   Who were they? Then a tall man, with rough black hair, hazel eyes, and dressed in a tailored design suit walked in with his hands in his pocket.   After a moment of silence, he looked up at me and then at Dad.   "Mr. Bennett, it's you…can we please resolve this case somewhere else? My daughter is getting married now." Father said with a pleading tone and I was surprised, so I walked towards him and shivered in fear.   I couldn't help but be scared, the man's aura was far more dangerous than that of my boss and he seemed like someone from the second generation of billionaires, how did Father get entangled with him?   "No, I want it to be settled here," he added.   I clenched my fist as I swallowed the lump in my throat. Can't he see I am about to get married right now? "I understand," Father said in a submissive tone, this only meant that he was in the wrong.   "Father, who is this?" I asked when Natalie rushed towards me before whispering a few words, my lips fell in shock. Alexander Bennett?   "Bruno, show him the contract." Mr. Bennett signaled and a man dressed in a brown suit approached us with a blue file containing a well printed contract.   Father held it with shivering hands as he read the contract "This…" he stuttered and then glared at me.   Out of curiosity, I grabbed the file from Father before reading it, there was just one clause written on it.   He wanted me to marry him today and pay off father's debt or else father will have to spend the rest of his life in jail.   The paper fell off my hand as I glared at Mr. Bennett, this was the first time we met so why would he want to marry me? Now that I remember, the other man looks familiar. He is the man I scolded yesterday, did they want to take revenge?   "Father, please tell me you don't owe him such a huge sum," I asked with a glimmer of hope, praying that this was all a dream. Caleb walked towards me as he was confused as well, he picked up the paper and read it.   "This is crazy." he launched his fist to hit Mr. Bennett who quickly dodged it and some guards hurried and pinned Caleb down.   "It's my wedding, you can't replace me," Caleb said in a bitter tone. check out my other book 180 DAYS TO DIVORCE
T_RAE_23 · 550.2K Views

Slave To The Wolf King

Jesse is a normal girl from a fucked-up family. The only thing she wants is freedom. Casimir, the dark and ruthless Wolf King, reigns in the underground dens of the wolf world with the power to compel anyone to do anything he commands. But he needs a new mate because the last two killed themselves. After watching Casimir steal the minds and wills of the other women kidnapped as potential mates, Jesse knows he is even more powerful than the urban legends she's heard. Fearing that she might lose herself forever, Jesse offers to submit to Casimir's dominance, make herself his slave, and bear his heir. But in return, he must vow never to use that compulsion on her. Fascinated by her boldness and the surge in his power when she offers herself, Casimir accepts her as his mate. But Casimir isn't the only wolf who wants Jesse. While Jesse cannot deny the sizzling chemistry between herself and Casimir, the King is emotionless and sometimes cruel. She's often drawn to the tender safety offered by a much less powerful wolf. A male Casimir would kill if he knew how deeply they connected. Will Casimir break Jesse just as he broke two mates before her? Will he discover her potentially deadly connection with another male? Or, will the smart and resourceful Jesse betray him and flee with the other wolf? Has the Wolf King finally met his match? *** "The position of Queen requires three things," I snapped impatiently. "First, the ability to bear heirs. Second, submission to me as King and Mate. And third, acceptance that I will not offer love." I stopped for a moment, "My Queen will receive anything material she wishes. But she will submit to me, and I will not bow. She will share my bed, my power, and my wealth... She will not share my heart." I waited, but none of them spoke. Good. I turned back to my servant to order them moved to the next challenge when a quiet but strong voice rose behind me. "Are you violent?" I turned back to the fire-haired woman with a flat smile. "Show me a wolf who isn't. And I am the King of the others. What do you think?" Her throat bobbed. The tear in the neckline of her cotton shirt offered a fleeting glimpse of plump cleavage. My cock twitched. "I meant with your Queen… um, Sire," she said uncertainly. "You said you have to dominate, that she has to submit. What is she submitting to?" I smirked. "I don't make a habit of leaving bruises," I said, letting a dark promise seep into my tone. "But they've been known to happen." It was quite thrilling when she paled. I once again turned away, gesturing to my man to start moving them when her voice rose one more time. "I'll volunteer," she said. When I whirled, she licked her lips then stepped forward. "I will be your mate… if you'll have me." Hiding my shock, I offered my most predatory grin to the poor, naive idiot. "My mate, like everyone else in this kingdom, is my slave. Now... are you certain?"
Aimee Lynn Lane · 129.7K Views

The Male Lead is Obsessed with Me (Book 2)

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.
Mary_Algen_Guiang1 · 302.2K Views

My Obsessed Billionaire Stepbrothers

By day, I’m Aurelia, endlessly tormented. by my two stepbrothers. They should be off-limits, forbidden, yet every teasing comment, every touch that lingers a little too long, is a spark that sets off flames of my unrequited crush on them. When a mysterious invitation to work at a secretive VIP club comes my way, I think it’s my chance to escape. But the club is a darker world than I imagined. Here, I don’t merely submit; I’m masked, displayed on a stage, to be used, savored, devoured by men coated in power and sin. What happens when the stepbrothers who plague my thoughts claim the woman behind the scarlet mask, ignorant that it’s me they’re touching, tasting, conquering? That is before ’He’ comes along, the club’s mysterious owner, a dark prince who knows exactly how to tie a girl up in knots—both literally and figuratively. His eyes watch me from the shadows, always hungry, always wanting more than just a stage performance. His twisted fantasies should scare me, but they only pull me closer into his all consuming darkness. But when my mask slips and my identity is almost exposed, the dark prince of the club becomes an obsessive hunter. He’s not just after my submission; he wants to unmask my soul, rip out my heart, and claim it as his own. Now, I’m caught between my stepbrothers, who know my darkest secrets, and a wicked prince whose dark desires should terrify me, but don’t. It’s a sick, twisted tale of love and possession, but one question remains: who’ll own me when the clock strikes 12?
naansiringson · 147.7K Views

Eve of the Doomsday

Eve Ziffer always believed that one day her nano-machines would save humanity. It needed to be saved—from pollution, from the climate change, from the wars. Yet in the end, her research instead turned out to be the thing that pushed it into the very abyss. After surviving an attack and waking up from a six-years long coma that followed, Eve opens her eyes to see the world changed beyond recognition. Walking corpses roam the streets, and humans fight them with swords and superpowers. Now Eve is the only person able to finish her own work and fix the nano-machines that brought this devastation. Whether the last vestiges of mankind would disappear, or would the human race rise like a phoenix from the ashes—all lies in hands of Eve and the people she will meet along the way. They will fight and they will scheme and they will talk, because human vices are adversaries as bad as the zombies; and trials of friendship and love can be as perilous as any battle. ===================== Victor leaned towards her face, burning her with his glare. “No.” “I’m doing this for myself, for you and for science. Any single one of these reasons is enough to keep disagreeing with you.” Victor’s eyes dropped to her lips. ‘There is more than a single way to dominate a person…’ Before he could even try to stop himself, he dived in, pressing his lips on hers. His hand grabbed the back of Eve’s head, another fell on Eve’s thin waist and followed the alluring lines of her figure to her hip. His body was burning with inner fire. Eve was too shocked to think. She never expected for this standoff to end like it did. Victor kissed her as if he wanted to eat her. His bites stung, but his lips soothed. The heat of his hand burned her skin even through clothes. Then Eve finally regained her sanity. She drove her knee into Victor’s groin. He gasped and bended in pain, letting Eve go. Before he could resist, she continued the combo with a strike to the back of his head and a submission hold on his arm. “What are you doing?! I should’ve listened to Xia better. Men really are worse than dogs! How did I miss the moment when your brain had turned into mush, Victor?” “I didn’t think that I would need to spell it out, but there can be no romantic interactions in work time, and no romantic relations between researchers and test subjects. More than that, I’m not interested!” ==================== [Status: completed] Warning! May contain darker themes, mentions of rape, descriptions of gore, etc etc etc. Check out my other story - My Vampire Assistant https://www.webnovel.com/book/my-antique-assistant_20063615405026605 Join my discord server for SPECIAL CONTENT - https://discord.gg/74h73Re2Ak
Garessta · 385.3K Views

My AI Girlfriend is a Real Human?!

Liam Jones, once the indulged heir to a billionaire's fortune, was thrust into the military by his father, in search of self-discovery. With a twist of fate, he crossed paths with Rose, a foreign medical student studying in his home country, all thanks to his mysterious brother, Lucas. "Are you my assigned companion? Please provide your name for registration. I'm here to be the perfect girlfriend for you, Mister." Discovered in a recharge pod given as a gift from Lucas, Rose became the unexpected object of Liam's affections. Despite a lifetime of dismissing the idea of dating robots, Liam fell deeply for her, vowing never to let her slip away. Little did he know, Rose, the seemingly submissive humanoid, was no robot. Rose had struck a deal with her journalist friend to help her uncover fraud in Lucas' Lovebot Company, in return of a year's financial aid for med school. The plot darkened when Rose, caught in the act, was turned into half robot, half-human by some scientists and sent to Liam as an AI girlfriend. Having endured the hardships of masquerading as a humanoid robot and being used by Liam for his desires, Rose grappled with whether she can reciprocate his feelings. Despite sensing the man's deep affection, she questioned her ability to do so after everything. As the narrative unfolds, dark secrets within the futuristic humanoid robot company would also come to light... ------------- The cover art does not belong to me. All credits go to the original creator.
snowflake248 · 27.1K Views

Red Mark of Fate

"What's that smell?" Taiga asked her brusquely cutting her off. "What?" She could tell her brother was angry. This surprised her. He almost never got angry with her. What was his problem she thought. "Also where did you get this sweater. I don't remember ever seeing you wearing it." He asked again. Megumi could feel her heart beating out of her chest. She started to panic but quickly composed herself, putting on a poker face. "A friend let me borrow it okay, its not a big deal, get off my case." She said shrugging him off. But his grip on her arm got tighter. "No, that smell. It doesn't smell like Rin and I know you don't have any other friend's so who is it?" "What? Rude! I have other friends!" She said feeling offended, despite his words being the truth. " I swear to God Megumi, don't lie to me. Who gave this to you because the smell coming out of you is the scent of a prey, and a deer no less." Megumi cursed inwardly. She forgot how good her brother's sense of smell was. It almost rivalled her own. Megumi didn't bother trying to hide it, she couldn't lie to her brother anyway. "So what if it is? Where's the problem in that?" Her words seemed to anger her brother even more. "Where's the problem in that?! Megumi are you serious?" "Do you not realize how dangerous this is?" Megumi looked at him confused. Taira couldn't help sighing seeing how genuinely lost his sister was. "Having a deer's scent on you is a form of marking Megumi. It's a form of submission for wolves!" This revelation shocked Megumi almost beyond repair. "How can a wolf submit to its prey?!" In what world did that make sense? ************************************************************************************************** Megumi Ahane, born into a wealthy family and blessed with wolf genes resents the life she has to live. In a world where you are either prey or predator, Megumi finds herself in a conflicting position where she has to choose between rejecting the genes she was born with or giving in to fate. ************************************************************************************************** Note: This story takes place in a modern setting but has some fantastical elements to it. There are a couple of twists and turns as well as some betrayal but overall there's not too much toxicity between the protagonist and the male lead. This story is both short and sweet.
NSchan · 25.7K Views

The Cursed Rental

Li Tao is a Chinese student studying in Canada. Upon arriving, he rents a house that is inexplicably cheap. He shares the house with several international roommates: Luna, a sincere and optimistic Chinese girl; a warm and friendly Indian sibling pair; a cheerful African American youth; and an aloof French artist. However, this seemingly ordinary house conceals countless bizarre rules. The consequences of breaking these rules are unknown, but their existence seems to be a warning of the house's dark past. As a series of unexplainable incidents unfold, Li Tao and his roommates gradually realize that the house not only confines their lives but also draws outsiders into its grip. As they delve deeper, they discover that the house's rules were tampered with by a former tenant: a beautiful yet ruthless "green tea bitch" who caused a catastrophic tragedy but escaped proper punishment. Seeking revenge and driven by malice, she collaborated with a mysterious charlatan to use the house to attract equally malevolent souls, reenacting a fate of self-destruction. In this chilling game of life and death, can Li Tao and his roommates break the house's curse and escape? With goodwill and betrayal, reason and madness intertwining, how will they maintain their sanity and find the sole path to survival amidst the fog and fear? Is uncovering the house’s ultimate secret an act of defiance or submission? All answers lie buried within the eerie mist that envelops everything.
WLP0116 · 2.9K Views
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