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"Leave me," she whispered in a heavy voice.

"Never, Gattina," he spoke huskily while moving his fingers along her thigh, which made her shiver.

"I..I...am..m...not..y..yours," she stuttered, enjoying the havoc created in her body by his calloused fingers.

Suddenly he wrapped his sexy digits against her swan-like beautiful neck and squeezed but not hard to hurt her, but enough to make her feel wet between her plump thighs.

"YOU ARE MINE, GATTINA. ONLY MINE. I WILL DESTROY WHOEVER WILL SNATCH YOU FROM ME. I WILL MAKE HIS LIFE HELL. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES. " HE shouted in a dominating tone.

She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure in her body from his dominance, and let out a husky sigh.

His eyes darkened in desire, " FUCK IT."

He smashed his lips against her and sucked the hell out of her pink petals. He was sucking and biting her, letting out his frustration on her beautiful lips...

Entering a new era of rebirth, equipped with the mystical "Book of Myriad Magic," unlocking its pages grants a myriad of abilities from movies, anime, and games!

"The Municipal Security Bureau is conducting a trial today for a cult case discovered on the Upper Cross Avenue. Seventeen dark wizards have been sentenced to immediate execution, and additionally, nine vampires have also received the death penalty."

Upon hearing the voice from the old radio, Li Wei wiped the short knife and handgun in his hands, embarking on a path of hunting demons!

This is the post-cataclysm era, where devils and hunters dance together, and gunfire and superpowers illuminate the starry sky!

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he asks and I shudder.
"Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter.
"Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me.
"I am a slut, only for you," I murmur.


I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend, but he never saw me as a woman. He always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Something was off in the air when he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and the fire in his eyes.

So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I would ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real or if I wasn't hallucinating.

The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away because of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

"No. Everything that comes out of your mouth is a lie. Say one truth. I dare you to tell me one fucking truth."

"I love you."

"No, you don't. Say something else."

"I can't live without you."

"Shut up, you bastard! How can you say you love me when all you ever do is hurt me?"

Once a predator locks onto its prey, there's no letting go.

Leah Walsh is a lonely wife, starved for the love her husband no longer gives.
Aiden Kingston is a ruthless caporegime of the city's most feared crime family. A man who doesn't understand the word no.

She fights her attraction to him, but one reckless choice shatters her marriage and binds her to him. Now, Leah is trapped in his violent world, where simply standing by his side makes her a target for his enemies. Every attempt to escape his chains only tightens them, and Aiden's obsession grows stronger each passing day.

Will leah break free or surrender to the man who is determined to ruin her and claim her as his?

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.

(Nora Moore and Ethan Allen).

"Say you're a slut." He said, watching her finger herself, absentmindedly stroking his dick.

"I," she gasped,

closing her eyes, but being thrilled at saying the words,

"I am a slut.. oh, please fuck me."

He turned her around, forcing her up onto her hands and knees. She felt him run his hands down her back, up her spread ass, and finally pull on her hips as he positioned himself behind her. She moaned and turned herself up for him, pushing her open cunt back onto him.

He leaned forward and grabbed her braids, pulling her head back as he rammed his dick inside her hard. She cried out and tightened around his dick,

"Oh god, yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard and dirty." She moaned out. "I'm a fucking slut. Hurt my pussy."

I was born the year the Rift opened. They said I would close it. They were wrong about so many things.

My name is Mia, and everything I touch is dying.

The flowers beneath my mother's window turned black overnight. The herbs I gathered at dawn rotted in my hands. When the court wizard finally told me the truth—that someone cursed me, that my presence would kill everyone I love—I realized the prophecy everyone believed was never meant to save the kingdom. It was meant to destroy me.

So I ran. Not to fulfill some destiny, but to survive it.

Now I'm traveling with a hunter who lost his companions to the same curse I carry, chasing fragments of a prophecy the Fae sing differently. An elf took a baby from the palace the night I was born. And somewhere between the lies I've been told and the truth I'm hunting, I'm starting to suspect: What if I'm not the princess from the prophecy at all?

My life took a turn for the worse when I married an arrogant billionaire who made me pregnant. Little did I know that this was just the beginning of my misery. However, a sudden and unexpected tragedy completely transformed my life, igniting a burning rage and deep contempt for him.

Believed to be dead by everyone, I have spent the past four years plotting my revenge. Returning now, my sole purpose is to make my billionaire ex-husband pay for what he did. With my own wealth, I will inflict torment upon his already debt-ridden existence.

The man I despise the most, Mr. Diego Alfonzo, is the target of my vengeance. I have vowed to myself that I will seek retribution against him.

My crave for revenge is insatiable; I yearn to witness his suffering.

"You are probably the next of a..." then someone seized the book from her hands.
"Didn't you learn to not touch that which doesn't concern you?" he asked.
"I, I, I didn't know you'd get mad, I...." She answered shakily.
*
"I'll be gentle", that made her feel somehow safe, for a second there.
He told her to loosen up a little, just to feel better. She nodded, but each time she'd make him stop. She was clueless when it came to such, she gave in to his kisses, his fingers playing on her waist and he kissed her, deeply this time.
He slowly placed his hands on her shoulders, pushing down her very transparent nightwear.
*
Aurora is a beautiful virgin in her early twenties. She has long black hair, blue eyes with a tint of brown in them. She is five feet tall, with the body of a goddess and a stripper at Laurel nightlights. She takes on this job due to her very unsettled situation after she loses he mum and dad in a fire. It’s been three years and she had no other job opportunities coming her way. She dances at Mr. X’s nightclub, but no one has ever gotten the chance to have her. Mr. X’s mind is blown away once he catches a glimpse of her. He immediately requests for her, but she turns him down.

Mason Laurel is the most powerful Alpha and werewolf in Mexico City. He goes by the title, “Mr. X”. He doesn’t want his true identity out to the public. He’d rather not let it mix with his Mafia business. He lives discreetly, but you know he’s there. He is a very influential man, financially stable, and extremely deadly to go against. He is in his early thirties. He is charming, cocky, confident, yet very arrogant. He has a personality trait that screams, “I’ll get what I want”.
He gets bored with his over-controlling lifestyle from his throne. More so because nothing entices him within his great walls as much as before. So he decides to go have fun at one of his reputable nightclubs, “Laurel nightlights”.
You’d expect a man of his stature, to have hundreds of women to have their eyes gouging out for him. Well, they do. But he would get tired of the excess attention and seek out a challenge. That comes to light when he sets his eyes on Devi or how she prefers being called when she performs, “Aurora”.

At twenty-three, Crystal Melody Taylor is a renowned impostor, her fraudulent acts of using her charms to lure men to her bedroom then drug them to sleep is what has been putting food on her table.
If she is being discovered, she pulls out a pretty and charming face that no one will believe she is guilty.
This has been gone on for several years, each time playing with the men's desires.
To Crystal, she wants to support her father's company which Is under the control of her uncle, he keeps sending her on endless missions just to have her will done.

"You should be scared," I whispered, brushing my fingertips along her spine, slow and teasing, then down over the swell of her ass. My palm lingered, gripping one cheek possessively. "Because you've just given yourself to the devil."

I leaned down, my lips brushing her ear.

“And the devil? He doesn’t believe in mercy."
....

I should have known better than to sign his contract.

My new husband was never meant to be real. He was supposed to be a name on paper, a shield against the vultures circling my late husband's empire. An arrangement with an expiration date.

But Killian Cross doesn't let go.

He's ruthless, obsessive, and dangerously possessive. The kind of man who doesn't just own his empire. He owns everything in his grasp. And now, that includes me.

I thought I could play his game and walk away unscathed.

I was wrong.

Because my contract husband has made one thing clear. I belong to him now.

But what happens when the shadows surrounding him become my prison? What if love isn’t enough for the hell awaiting us? Will I be able to save him when he needs me? Or will we both drown in the raging tempest?

Up until this point, I've never felt really attracted to the father of an ex. My life is at risk.
My ex's hot dad appears. Ex-military.
Commanding. Sure, daddy.
I wouldn't mind spending time with Jesse in close quarters. Dark, tall, and quite well-built.
He asserts himself in a way that makes me feel warm all over. He is, however, totally off-limits, right?
Do I run the risk of tearing my family and friends apart?
Or will it all be irrelevant if I find myself in a pitch-black room with a pistol pointed at my head?

A bride bought by a violent husband.
It was an easy agreement. Marry him, and I will get out of my nightmare in exchange. One of the heirs to a prosperous but clandestine family company is Wilder. He's cold. Rough. Brutal, Callous.
He's engulfing me in his darkness right now. I'm doomed to fail because I am stuck in his game. But I don't follow the guidelines.
Finding out the secrets of his family will provide me the advantage and ultimately my independence.
However, it gets difficult to find the light, the furt here I go. I must flee, my life is in danger, but I can't help but crave his cruel adoration, his callous desires.
There is no denying that my spouse is a monster conceivably I am too.

"We do not need you in our lives with all your lies and manipulation." She yelled out at the top of her voice causing her to almost pass out.

They have an instant connection, one they label as lust, but goes much deeper. He is wealthy, arrogant, rather distant, and emotionally unavailable, or so it seems to her after their first steamy encounter. He practically dismisses and gives her instructions like she is of no consequence. But she is not one to take orders and has a mind of her own. She demands to leave the next morning, though he warns her it might not be safe. She tells herself she never has to see him again. After all, he is a billionaire and she is just a lowly small business owner. It is a case of one and done, her hurt is a matter of pride and has nothing to do with deeper feelings.

He finds he has a real problem on his hands. He recognized the well-dressed goons that crashed the gala he and she was attending. They are part of his past, one he had thought was long behind him. He refuses to leave her to defend herself, so he takes her to his penthouse and then does what he does best. He turned on the charm and seduced her. Much to his chagrin, he feels an unexpected connection to her, something he has never felt with any other woman, but with his past coming back to haunt him, she will not be safe anywhere near him. He assumes his indifferent, distant demeanor and watches her leave, knowing it is for the best, but noting the dismay he feels deep within himself.

Her surprise pregnancy puts a different spin on everything. Growing up without parents, he has always wanted a family of his own. Now he is going be a father and he will do everything to protect her and their baby from his mafia past or die trying. She is rather feisty, very independent, and not amenable to his plans to have her stay within the walls of his penthouse, heavily guarded and away from friends and her work. Their story becomes a bit of a battle of wills, fierce passion, and deeper feelings that neither will admit. It also includes danger, suspense, and some surprising twists.