Why Does The Idol Turn Corrupt In Corrupt Idol Possessing Violet 1?

40 forbidden stories. 40 powerful, ruthless men. 40 innocent or untouched women who will never be the same again. This isn’t sweet love. This isn’t gentle romance. This is raw, filthy, panty-soaking corruption. Watch as innocent girls get ruined on their stepbrother’s cock, spread wide on their doctor’s examination table, claimed by mafia kings, shared by three dominant men, fucked by their best friend’s father, and broken by men who know exactly how to turn good girls into dripping, begging sluts. From the shy virgin who walks in on her stepbrother stroking his huge cock… to the curious patient who lets her doctor do a very “thorough” exam… to the innocent girl sold to a billionaire who teaches her every dirty pleasure she never knew existed. These men don’t ask, they take, they corrupt, they ruin and their women? They learn to love every second of it. Warning: Extremely explicit. Extremely addictive. Your panties will be soaked. Your fingers will wander. Are you ready to get ruined?"

Demon | Stockholm Syndrome | Possessive | Lust | Obsession A demon with a human; unthinkable. A king with his slave… A perfect combination. Gabrielle's life changes forever when she and her friends accidentally summon a demon one fateful night. Taken as a slave to the demon realm, she finds herself at the mercy of the Demon King of Lust. But Gabrielle is not made to be a slave, to bow down. Adrian is accustomed to unquestioning obedience. His existence takes an unexpected turn when he encounters Gabrielle, an innocent human who defies his every command. Driven by an insatiable need to dominate her, Adrian becomes captivated by the challenge she presents. But she is just a human, just a slave. Their kinds are destined to despise each other—light and darkness, innocence and lust. As their worlds collide, Adrian's lust for control becomes something far more dangerous. Can he resist her, or will his desire transform into something much, much more dangerous?

The kindom of Silver Aisles has been in an ongoing war with the King of the werewolves. Their two kingdoms have collided for years, only to get even more worse after the werewolf King Arthur, killed Prince Viktor’s entire family on their way home from a ball and captured him, who is now the Lycan King. 2 years after Viktor was captured by the werewolf kingdom, he escaped and retaliated by kidnapping the werewolf King’s only child, Princess Violette. King Viktor named Violette his slave and plans to use her to torture her Father. But as time goes on, Viktor begins to grow feelings for her.. and with news of his mating curse, Viktor thinks maybe the war might come to end. An ending where he has a Queen.

"Huh? Innocent and pure male god?" Albrey Hamilton's cold thin lips brushed Oakley's cheeks gently, his hand gripping the person's pale and smooth chin. "Very funny, isn't it?" Albrey Hamilton's hand ruffled Oakley’s hair, tousling it. "Aren't you just a plaything?" Albrey Hamilton sneered coldly and domineeringly captured the lips of the person beneath him. Immediately, Albrey pinned down the person's waist and thrust into the person fiercely creating a loud papapa noise that resounded in the low-key luxurious room Oakley's eyes and face reddened which wasn't known if it was due to pleasure, fury or embarrassment. Oakley's eyes pooled with tears that slipped past his cheeks rapidly yet he only bit his lower lip, a stubborn and defying expression on his face. He refused to part his lips, speak or acknowledge the cruel words of the person hovering over him. "Naive." Albrey's thin lips curved in a cynical disparage. "How do you think your fans will react when they discover their pure idol sold his body to me to become famous?" Albrey sneered coldly, his eyes darkening with coldness at Oakley's silence. Oakley stiffened after hearing the ridiculing word that emitted from Albrey's lips.

After dying in prison from experimentation, I had gone back in time 2 years before my death. My faith in the Imperial Family, my affection for my own family, they can all go to hell! For that goal, I seek the second prince of this Empire, Azazel von Elysian for cooperation. "I will help you become the Emperor. In return, make me your Empress. I want everyone to be at my feet." With this agreement, we were bound by a bond where we would crush the Empire to create anew. I will make him the perfect Tyrant. - "Verena, tell me what you desire. I'll give it to you with all my heart." He whispered softly to my ear while holding me from behind, as if to lock me in his embrace forever. "Why are you asking me when we have already reached our goals?" He tighten his embrace, burying his head onto my shoulder. "... Please forget I asked." As time passes, he has developed a strong attachment to me, bordering on obsession. "Please don't abandon me... If you do, I'll kill myself." My eyes went wide, shiver ran down my spine as I unconsciously stepped back because of his threat. That Tyrant Emperor that I created is kneeling on the floor in front of me, the one who has used him. As if he's child who would be abandoned by his parents. I thought he would hate me at the least, but he turned into a crazy, obsessive tyrant that followed my wishes. He wouldn't let me escape his golden cage that he created for me. "If you're going to hell, Verena, bring me along with you." - Warning : The story contains adult content such as violence, consumption of heavy drinks, illegal drugs, blood and murder. Readers who are uncomfortable with the content, it's recommended not to read.

Before we submit our college applications, I help our homeroom teacher hand out each student's sealed official records envelope as the class monitor. But the class belle, Vivian Nash, says she's an art student who's about to debut as a celebrity. To thank everyone for taking care of her, she asks the whole class to tear open their sealed envelopes and slip one of her glamor shots inside so they can "share in her good luck." My boyfriend, Brandon Dunn, immediately steps up as her childhood friend. He says he doesn't just want one of her photos, but he also wants her autograph on his envelope. Afraid something might go wrong, I immediately warn him that opening the sealed envelope could negatively affect his application to Caldoria University's School of Foreign Service. Before I can even finish speaking, Brandon kicks me hard in the stomach. The other students laugh and mock me. "You're just stirring up trouble for no reason. Everyone knows what you're really thinking. You're just afraid Vivian will get back together with your boyfriend!" I'm so furious I can't even find the words. But due to my responsibility as the class monitor, I call our homeroom teacher over and forcefully stop the absurd stunt. Later, everyone gets into their dream colleges. Well, everyone except for Vivian. At our class reunion six months later, Vivian suddenly bursts into tears in front of the entire class. She accuses loudly, "Why did you isolate me? It's your fault I made a mistake on my college application!" I'm dumbfounded. Suddenly, she grabs me by the throat and forces poisoned liquor down my throat. I die before I can be saved. After my death, Brandon and our classmates all defend Vivian. They even paint me as the class bully. Meanwhile, she goes viral by livestreaming her sob story and quickly becomes a rising celebrity. When I open my eyes again, I'm back at the moment Brandon is eagerly playing the gallant knight backing up his damsel. This time, I take the initiative and hand him his sealed envelope. "I think Vivian is right. It'd be nice to keep one of her photos as a souvenir."