روايات وقصص ضمن Antichrist Damien

My Forbidden Husband I kissed my father’s best friend. It was reckless. Disastrous. And worst of all—he hated it. Damien Luca is eighteen years older, untouchable, and every kind of wrong for me. A man carved from power, wealth, and sin—the kind of man who owns half the world and intimidates the rest of it. I told myself I’d let him go. That the crush, the obsession, the pull between us was over. But fate laughs at me—because now, I’m his wife. A marriage neither of us wanted. A vow neither of us can escape. And a fire we’re both trying—and failing—to resist. He’s forbidden. I’m off-limits. But we can’t stop reaching for the one thing we’re not supposed to touch.

Delilah couldn't remember the last time she has ever returned to any place as her home or ever belonged to. Being trapped in a basement where nothing but darkness was her sole companion. For five years she had lived in that basement under the eyes of the lustful human scavengers. Until one fateful night, she managed to escape. But where would she go now? She had no one and nowhere to go. Escaping wasn't easy but preventing getting caught was the real challenge. How long would she be able to protect herself? Damien was everyone's nightmare with those deep charcoal eyes and even darker hair. However, despite the darkness, he was that angel for her she always hoped to find. But will the darkness ever let her see the brightest of days she has ever seen before?

“Alpha Damien... I want you to mark me. Tonight.” As an Omega maid, Clara’s life is flipped upside down when she discovers she is Alpha Damien’s fated mate. The ruthless ruler treats her with breathtaking tenderness, defying the Moonstone pack to crown her as his Luna. But on the day of her Luna Ceremony, the dream turns into a nightmare. Framed for attacking the respected Elder Claude, Clara is brutally rejected and banished by Alpha Damien. Hunted and broken, she is rescued by the enemy Alpha, Liam. He reveals a shocking secret: he is her half-brother, and she is a lost Princess. Clara is finally safe in her new pack, until fate forces her back to Moonstone. She isn't going back to clear her traitor name. This time, her mission is simple: assassinate her Alpha mate.

'She was the one, He needed at night.'“ What we have between us, is just business. Your body in exchange of my money. ” He sneered while hovering above me, our lips only inches apart but I knew he wouldn't let me touch him. Slowly, I nodded my head in a painful yet hateful trance, “ Right. My body. Your money. ” ______Damien Knight Castillo,The Cold-Hearted, Powerful, Ruthless, Mysterious and Dangerously Handsome CEO of Castillo Corporation started craving only one thing in his life and that was Alice Anderson's body after she sold herself to him for only one night in a secret Auction. The problem was that, he was already married to his beloved wife, Madison Knight Castillo. But an option of a mistress is always open, right?

She wanted to be free, but did that mean surrendering everything to Damien and his whims? Tired of her domineering husband, Valerie Tanner decides it's time to start a new life somewhere else. However, when she moves to Live Oak, her brother's friends show her a life of total abandon where someone else calls the shots, and she has no choice but to obey. Once she gives in, Valerie descends into a dark morass of exploits that leaves her reeling and craving more, even though she fights each order she's given. Her mind screams at her that it's wrong, but her body pleads for her to continue. The question now is: how far will she fall before she loses herself? Or, is this the path to show her who she truly is?

"Are you absolutely certain you want to purchase this Bond Severance Potion? Once consumed, it will gradually dissolve your mate bond over fifteen days. After that, the connection will be permanently broken. There's no reversing it, no room for regret." I nodded without hesitation. "Your name?" she asked, preparing to record the sale. "Sierra McKnight." The witch's hand froze, her eyes widening with recognition. Everyone in our country knew that Damien Blackwood, the Alpha King of the Northern Territory, had an Omega mate he'd cherished and pursued for years before their wolves finally bonded. Her name was Sierra McKnight. Without hesitation, I drank the Bond Severance Potion in one swift motion. Opening my phone, I booked a one-way ticket to Europe departing in exactly fifteen days. This time, Alexander would never find me anymore.

They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Cassidy Lane is about to find out that's a lie. After catching her fiancé Tristan in bed with his assistant, Cassidy escapes to Sin City to drown her humiliation in cheap whiskey. She doesn't expect to meet a darkly handsome stranger at the bar—a man with cold eyes and a dangerous smile who listens to her rant about cheating men like she's the most fascinating person alive. One reckless night, a kitschy chapel, and two slurred "I do's" later, Cassidy wakes up in a penthouse she can't afford, wearing a diamond ring worth more than her apartment. After catching her fiancé Tristan in bed with his assistant, Cassidy escapes to Sin City to drown her humiliation in cheap whiskey. She doesn't expect to meet a darkly handsome stranger at the bar—a man with cold eyes and a dangerous smile who listens to her rant about cheating men like she's the most fascinating person alive. One reckless night, a kitschy chapel, and two slurred "I do's" later, Cassidy wakes up in a penthouse she can't afford, wearing a diamond ring worth more than her apartment. Then her new husband walks in. Damien Blackwood. Tech billionaire. Ruthless CEO. The most feared man in the country. And Tristan's boss. Cassidy demands an annulment. Damien refuses. With a multi-billion-dollar merger on the line, a scandal would destroy everything he's built. His solution? A six-month contract. She plays the perfect wife in public, and he'll fund her dream of opening her own event planning studio. No feelings. No complications. Just business. As the lines between contract and chemistry blur, Cassidy must decide: Is this marriage the worst mistake of her life… or the perfect match she never knew she needed?

I thought about him again today. God, I'm so fucked up. I want my brother to ruin me. I want his hands on my body, his mouth on my skin, his name the only word I can remember when he's done with me. I want him to push me against a wall and take everything I've been begging him for in the dark. The worst part? He's not even really my brother. I found out the night I came home, hospital mix-up, swapped at birth, the daughter they raised isn't the daughter they made. Which means Damien Nightbane, the man who's haunted my dirtiest fantasies since I was eighteen, the man whose touch makes me wet and desperate and insane... he's not off-limits anymore. Except he is. Because he raised me. Protected me. Watched me grow up. And I spent two years running from the way his eyes follow me, from the tension that crackles between us, from desires so shameful I can only confess them to a stranger online. A stranger who knows exactly what I want. A stranger who tells me my fantasies aren't wrong. A stranger who makes me feel seen in ways no one else ever has. I should have known better. Should have realized that the man who whispers dark promises through a screen and the man who grips my shoulders too tight in hallways might be the same person. But by the time I figured it out, his hands were already on me. And Damien Nightbane doesn't let go of what's his. Warning: This is a dark, explicit romance featuring a possessive, obsessive billionaire and the woman he's been waiting years to claim. Contains mature themes, explicit content, and a "brother" who's definitely NOT playing nice.

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my stepbrother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.

She was the family disgrace. Now she's their worst nightmare. Eva Moreau's husband cheated with his secretary. Her father sided with his mistress daughter. Her designs were stolen and credited to someone else. Stripped of everything, Eva disappeared into obscurity. But when billionaire CEO Damien Blackwood offers her a deal, a contract marriage in exchange for revenge, Eva accepts. Together, they'll destroy everyone who wronged her. There's just one problem: their fake marriage is starting to feel real. And Eva's dangerous half-brother has been hunting her for years. Now she must choose: her career, her safety, or the man who's breaking down every wall she's built. In the cutthroat world of high fashion, trust is a luxury. Love is a weapon. And revenge is best served in designer heels.