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Brendan And His Gardevoir

The Devil's Son and His Fated Bride

*Who would have thought a precious legitimate princess was forced to secretly marry a predator in the middle of the night when the silver moon shone bright in the middle of the starry sky? __ The night the prince arrived to claim her, Reneira braced herself for the inevitable circumstances. However, nothing could have prepared her for the truth that this wasn’t just a marriage. Her new husband was a sweet torment, an immortal, god-like bully disguised in an impossibly beautiful human form with no rival. His every gaze felt like a punishment, and his sinful aura tempted her in ways she never expected. This god of lust refused to touch her or accept her as his true wife. Believing that her dignity was lost forever, she resigned herself to her fate, hoping to make a home in the hell she’d been thrown into. But fate, as it often did play, had other plans. ~*~ “Don’t even think about seducing me by licking your lips like that, doe-eye!” He breathed in her ear as he joined her in bed, shirtless, his muscular abdomen rippling with each movement. “I… I’m not doing it on purpose!” she stammered, her breath catching in her chest when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her body against him. His mouth hovered near her ear. “I’m going to make you forget what happened today. My body is yours as compensation.” ~*~ Reward plan: *1_ Adding the story to your library, inviting others to be top ten collection ranking: Two extra chapters on Fridays (aside from the daily 2 chaps.) *2_ 100 power stones daily: Two extra chaps on Sundays *3_ 50 Golden Tickets weekly: 3 chapters mass release, aside from other releases. *4_ Privilege purchase and Magic castle gifts: 15 chaps mass release monthly
Winterknight7574 · 120.4K Views

To His Hell and Back

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."
mata0eve · 105.6K Views

Devil And His Princess

Childhood Rivals to Lovers!! Or more like Childhood enemies to lovers!! The two families; Reid and Martson has been ruling ReiMar Enterprises for generations. The rule says: being greatest shareholders, president is chosen from Martson family whereas Vice president is chosen from Reid family. Mira being born into the family of Reid, believed to bring the greatest misfortune to Reid family. Her mother died by climbing the building right in front of her daughter. She was just 8 year old that time. "Mom, why are you covered in blood?" she asked as tears streamed down her cheeks. The woman looked at her daughter, smiled sadly, crasessed her daughter cheeks. "Live a good life away from Reid and Martson. You-- have to stay away from th--." She said, before falling dead. Due to trauma, her memories were blurry she didn't remember her mother's death. Everyone said her mother died in car accident. She stayed in the Reid family, she was told to that her mother last wish was to get vice president position. What a ridicule! She was just a chess piece for Reid family. She thought they loved her, but she was wrong. They were thirsty of her blood just like a vampire thirsts blood. They pushed her, they almost killed her. In this game of inheritance, the only way to select the vice president between her and her step brother would be to win the favor of all board members and determine the fate of the heir's future. It was almost impossible to win the favor of the board of directors. To gain the favor of those bunch of old directors. Because not everyone liked her, but for Mira there is nothing that she can't achieve. To win against her foe, she had to join hands with the one she hates the most, Zion Martson, her childhood Rival. Rule1: Don't fall in love with Zion! Rule2: Must fulfill her mother's will! Zion Marston, an epitome of beauty, arrogance, charisma. He was known to be a completely arrogant, self centered, egoistical, cold-face person. He was known to be a ruthless, merciless business man in the business world. Being entangled in the thread of fate, he was forced into an unwanted marriage by his grandfather. No one dared to go against his grandfather's wish, left with no choice he agreed. Childhood enemies who can't stand each other's presence are bound in a marriage of inconvenience. What will happen when their denied feelings for each other bloom into 'love'. ...... Please Read my book, add in library, vote with powerstones and Golden tickets!!
_Carolina_writes_ · 34.9K Views

Firefrost : Mr Grumpy and His Little Flower

Frostfire: Mr. Grumpy and His Little Flower Isabelle When I took the job working for Sebastian Kingston, I thought it was my chance to secure a better future for my daughter. But nothing could have prepared me for the cold, dangerous allure of my new boss. Sebastian is everything I don't want, everything I can’t have, yet I’m drawn to him in ways I can’t explain. When he offers me a weird deal—to be his fake girlfriend for a month—the money is too good to refuse, but can my heart survive the bargain? What begins as a simple arrangement quickly turns into a tangled mess of desire and fear. As I get closer to Sebastian, the line between reality and the charade blurs, leaving me terrified of losing everything that matters most. But then I quickly realize that falling for this man could mean losing the only things I hold dear. Sebastian Hiring Isabelle Summers was supposed to be a straightforward arrangement—a job, nothing personal. But from the moment she stepped into my world, everything shifted. She’s warm and full of life, the opposite of the cold control I’ve perfected. She doesn’t belong in my world, yet I can’t seem to resist her. So I make her a deal—be my fake girlfriend for a month to get my family off my back. Simple, right? Except nothing about Isabelle is simple. The more time I spend with her, the harder it is to keep my distance. What started as a calculated move is quickly spiraling into something I never expected, the walls I’ve built are beginning to crumble. And when she suddenly runs from me at a crucial moment of my life, I am left to wonder if I really know the woman I am hopelessly falling for.
Allegra_D · 1.5K Views

The Alpha And His Beautiful Monster

Senior student Victoria Winner is the campus queen and the heiress of her father’s empire, her name and beauty give her the strength to feel she owns the world. She is the hottest girl on campus, yet she doesn't want to date because, for her, no one is above her, and she is too beautiful to date just with anyone. And too proud of herself that no boys have ever kissed her. Girls envy her while she can toy the boys with her fingers. Until one day, a new guy on campus ruined her reputation by kissing her. Oliver Prize is the handsome and hot Alpha of the Valiant Pack, the most feared pack in the entire werewolf community. He was devastated when the elders asked him to watch over his mate from the Sterling Pack since he doesn’t believe in falling in love, and having a mate; for him, it was only a waste of time and energy. Oliver was forced to pretend as a high school senior student transferee at Zenith Academy, and his bad-boy yet mysterious aura made the girls fall for him except with one girl, Victoria. Excerpt: “How dare you steal my first kiss from me?" Victoria hissed as she looked daggers at Oliver. "And why do you ever feel so stressed about it when I can feel you enjoyed that kiss so much? It was just a kiss, Victoria. Besides, you don't even know how to kiss." Oliver replied with a smirk that made her angrier. "If you want, I can give you a kissing tutorial for free." He said and left her without taking a second glance, and that is why Victoria hated him with all her heart. He was the only guy on campus who got the courage to mess with the school queen by kissing her. He hated everything about her especially her guts, but he couldn't deny himself that the kiss he shared with Victoria was the best kiss he ever had. During Victoria's eighteenth birthday, she discovered what she truly is, a secret she can't even tell her best friend. And she realized the world she knew was all lies. Victoria couldn't accept what she was, and she found refuge in the arms of her mortal enemy, Oliver Prize. Victoria realized her archnemesis was her only salvation to survive in the new world full of mysteries and wickedness where she thought she would never belong. Can Victoria protect her heart from falling in love with the boy she hated the most? Is the Alpha going to deny or accept to himself that love exist and it is real when he realizes Victoria Winner, the mate he wanted to reject, captured his heart? (Warning: Contain mature content on the later part of the story.)
sirenbeauty · 292.7K Views

Duke Barlow and His Sweet Root Queen

[Version 1] “You wanted a serious marriage with me, that's what you said. And now you’re trying to secretly meet your brother,” Vance said, pushing Liquorice onto the bed. At that moment, their eyes met. Liquorice could see dangerous gold sparks radiating strongly from his usually harmless black eyes. And she can smell the scent of the forest after the rain, that was Vance’s pheromone. “Yes. I tried, but what you did was push me away. Vance, our marriage is only political, you said so,” Liquorice replied firmly. “Are you angry with me about it?” Vance took his duchess’s hand and placed a kiss on her beautiful hand. His voice was as seductive as the sing of the fairy Anastasia. However, this time, Liquorice wouldn’t be weak, “This is a political marriage, I have no reason to be angry.” “Then why do you keep saving me, over and over again?” Vance looked into his duchess’s emerald eyes, unable to hide his confident smile. Liquorice pulled her hand away from him, “I did it for my own benefit.” Vance leaned close to her ear and whispered, “You know you can’t fool me with such a fragile lie. Sweet Root, don’t go anywhere and stay with your husband tonight.” [Version 2] "Enter Jadeherb and destroy it from within, this is your mission," Duke Truman told her. "My dear little sister, go into Jadeherb and bring me valuable information to awaken the mystical dragon. When I become the king of the seven empires, no one will be able to harm you," her brother told her. "My duchess, my Sweet Root, come to me, I will protect you," Duke Barlow told her. For centuries, there were no kings, only 7 dukes ruling their empires, and the Council regulated power. This was how the world worked. In the Council, the no-end war between the Reds and the Blues was obvious. However, an unexpected political marriage took place. The groom was Vance II Barlow, the Duke of Jadeherb, representing the Blues. The bride was Liquorice Ryland, whose godfather was the duke representing the Reds, Klay Truman. The council informed the people that this marriage was a handshake of friendship between the Reds and the Blues, ushering in a new era of peace, but Liquorice did not believe it. Because she had been trained to be a spy for the past year. Liquorice understood that she was just a small pawn on the chessboard of men. Who will Liquorice choose? What will be the end of the battle between the Reds and the Blues? Are there any other plots going on?
Olivia_Moriarty · 447 Views

His Charisma

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti
guordio_masetti · 9.8K Views

The Don and His Diva

Maril Santoro is a petty thief with dreams of becoming a notorious gangster. Her targets are always the corrupt and the lawless, driven by her quirky sense of justice. When her best friend is heartbroken after being cheated on by her boyfriend, Maril devises a plan to teach him a lesson he won't forget. However, in a hilarious twist of fate, she ends up kidnapping the wrong man—Rhysand Moretti, a powerful mafia lord. What begins as a comical blunder spirals into a series of misadventures as Maril's life collides with Rhysand’s dangerous world. Despite her initial fear, Maril’s bold and unpredictable nature captures Rhysand’s interest, leading to an unexpected and tumultuous relationship. Join The Don and his Diva to find out how their story proceeds. ---------------------------- Maril: Great, Maril. Just great. How could you be blind and not realize who you were kidnapping? It was supposed to be that scumbag, not a mafia lord. Rhysand: Excuse me! Did you just call me a scumbag? Maril: Nope. Never. I swear! Rhysand: I have to say you’ve got guts. People usually avoid me, not abduct me. This is a first. Maril: Listen, Mr. Wrong Guy, it was a mistake. A big, ridiculous, terrible mistake. How about we pretend this never happened? I untie you and you go back to your dangerous mafia life while I return to… well whatever it is I do. Rhysand: And what if I’m not interested in forgetting this ever happened? Maril: Why do you want to remember something so embarrassing? Shouldn’t you be trying to forget this pathetic incident? Rhysand: I don’t think it’s pathetic. I’d word it intriguing. After all, it’s not every day I come across someone as daring as you. Maril: Look, Mr. Mafia Lord…. Rhysand: Rhysand Moretti. Maril: Right, Mr. Moretti, this was all an accident, a confusion. I apologize for my mistake. I mean no harm, you mean no harm. Can’t we forget everything and end this amicably? Rhysand: We can. Maril: Thank …. Rhysand: But we won’t. Maril: What’s that supposed to mean? Rhysand: It means you’ve piqued my interest, lady. And in my world, it’s not something that happens often. Maril: Oh great, just what I needed in my life – another complication.
prada_murthy · 6.4K Views
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