All Might X Deku Mom

"Your mom becomes my mom, and I'll give you ten billion!" Samuel Vaughan said seriously to Maria Conrad. Maria Conrad propped her chin on her hand, "For ten billion, you actually want me to betray my mom. No way..." While Samuel Vaughan was thinking, Maria Conrad suddenly spoke up: "It must be more money, thirty billion!" Maria Conrad said with a calculating look. "Deal! Add thirty billion, and bring your sister." Lambert Vaughan (smiling slyly): "Good kid, it's finally worth raising."

🔔🔔 Fair warning: this book contains steamy scenes, forbidden desires, stepdad and daughter taboos and languages strictly 18+ When desire crosses the line, hearts are bound to burn. Isabella has always lived in the shadow of control until one night shatters every boundary she thought she could keep. Drawn to a man she can’t have, she’s caught between guilt and a passion that refuses to die. But when betrayal seeps into their secret world, love turns to obsession. A woman scorned, a man torn between two dangerous desires and a house that hides more than one sin beneath its roof.

I am the hated true daughter of my family. One day, I was kidnapped along with my sister. The kidnappers cut off a section of my finger and sent it to my parents. But they just thanked God that the kidnappers had not cut off my sister’s finger. They deciphered the hint from my sister and alerted the police, but the kidnappers learned about it. To protect my sister, they told the kidnappers that I was the one who revealed the address to them. Because of it, I was tortured to death while my sister was saved. Oddly, when my parents found my mangled body, they broke down and said that they were going to make my sister and the kidnappers pay.

“คุณปล่อยฉันไปเถอะ…ฉันจะหาเงินมาใช้หนี้ก้อนนั้นให้เอง" “ฉันมีวิธีที่ดีกว่านั้นอีก” นัยน์ตาหวานวูบไหวระริก ไม่เข้าใจสิ่งที่เขาต้องการจะสื่อ “มันเอาน้องฉันจนท้อง ฉันก็เอาน้องมันคืนบ้าง เธอว่าเป็นไง”

"From now on, whenever you call me ‘Daddy’ in public, only you and I will know the true meaning behind it," said Gabriel Bloodfang. Every time I call him Daddy, only the two of us understand the truth hidden behind that word. To the world, I’m just a human girl saved by Alpha Bloodfang. To the Pack, I’m nothing more than a lucky adopted daughter. But to me, Daddy is everything, he’s my first love and my forbidden desire. One look from him makes my blood tremble. One touch from him ignites a fire that no law could ever extinguish.

Desperate for a way out of rejection and poverty, Pearl Augustine accepts a nanny job with an outrageous salary—working for billionaire Ace Warren. What she doesn’t expect is his daughter. Mia Warren is spoiled, sharp-tongued, and feared by everyone in the mansion. Behind her cruelty is a lonely child longing for a mother. As Pearl becomes the only one who can reach her, walls begin to fall—especially those around Ace, a grieving man hiding behind wealth and control. What started as “just a job” quickly turns into something dangerous: attachment. Sometimes, healing begins where you least expect it.

She took her best friend's comatose brother's identity because she needed the money and she was running out of options. Walked straight into a job working for Lorenzo Moretti — the most feared man in New York — told herself it was temporary, told herself she just needed enough to cover her mother's hospital bills and then she would be gone. By day she is Kia, his quiet obedient male assistant who knows his schedule better than he does. By night she is Alessia, the woman he keeps coming back to in the dark without ever asking her name. This man never once figured out that both people he needs the most are the same person standing right in front of him every single day. She told herself she would never catch feelings for him. She lied.

How does Iris, a boring college student pique the interest of Smoke, a not so human entity. There's a fine like between love and obsession, but he crossed that line long ago.

While we're having our dinner on Christmas Eve, my mom suddenly asks me loudly, "Do you have your chastity?" I look confused. "What?" My mom just smiles very smugly. "I knew you were the adventurous type! You must have lost it because of someone else!" After that, she shoots my husband, Louis Hartson, a knowing look. "You don't know about this yet, right? Before Yvonne married you, she was an absolute player in the dating pool. Her father and I couldn't keep her under control at all!" I widen my eyes in shock. "What are you talking about?" My mom is even happier when she sees how angry I am. "Oh? You have the guts to do it, yet you're too cowardly to admit to it?" I can only clench my fists tightly under the table after hearing my mom's slanderous accusations. Since she likes spreading baseless rumors about me this much, I'm not going to keep her secret for her anymore.

I was born broken. My Alpha mother was the one who branded me. She said emotion was a sin. A weakness. Especially for a werewolf. Especially for an Alpha’s heir. The day we were born, she clamped emotion-suppressing collars around our necks. Mine and my twin sister's. The slightest flicker of emotion, and the collar flashed red. My mother would then push the button, injecting me with a diluted "silver solution" to suppress my feelings. But my sister Cassia's collar? Always a calm, steady blue. Even when she shattered Mom's precious moonstone, it just pulsed gently. And me? I’d just whisper, "Mom, the thunder scares me," and my collar would erupt in a violent red. Then came the sting of silver poison burning through my blood.. I used to argue. But Mom always said the same thing. "The data doesn't lie. Pain is a teacher. This is for your own good." After thousands of these injections, I started to believe it, too. That I was born out of control. The night of the alliance's Moon Goddess Festival, Mom was taking my sister to the rooftop party. Something scared me during the day. The collar flashed red, and my mother started the punishment. But this time, the collar malfunctioned. It shot a dose a thousand times stronger into my neck. I collapsed on the carpet, begging, "Mother, the collar... it hurts so much... help me." My collar was flashing a frantic red. My mother just looked down at me, drenched in a cold sweat, and pressed the button for the maximum dose. "You'd lose control like this just for attention? You're a lost cause." She turned, took my sister, and slammed the door. I couldn't help but think, Mom must be right. The collar is red. It doesn't really hurt. I'm just being dramatic, looking for pity again. I'm sorry, Mom. In my next life, I'll be the perfect daughter you always wanted.