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The Billionaire's Kept Woman

The Billionaire's Kept Woman

It's Friday, Karmina usually has her morning tea in the garden. But this time, she received her documents that can't be seen by anyone. At the moment, she's staring at the photos of the girl who was living her life in luxury after she nearly killed her daughter. The girl has something in her head. She was diagnosed with OLD or Obsessive Love Disorder and Borderline Personality Disorder.
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WHEN I START

WHEN I START

Even though he didn't force her to tell him. But that sentence managed to provoke Dea to say what happened after marriage. The psychiatrist is a good listener to his patients. "So that's it, sir," Dea ended after telling everything that happened to her. “Fine, I understand. But while interacting with Aiden, as your husband. What happened psychosomatic?” Dea shook her head, her psychological condition was fine when she was with Aiden. Even though they often fight, they don't cause physical disturbances because of their psychological condition.
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Undercover

Undercover

“That's right, it's hard to find someone who's so excellent inside and out, beautiful in appearance, more enthusiastic on the inside, biting hard every time I don't spare, my body is really is lewd as usual. Ha ha, that also justifies me as an excuse to admire a lot of SM. I've ordered some of the top 100 sex products from the LA City Music Club, using them every day, making sure that person opens up that little lewd mouth that my aunt hates every time. rush in” As Martin was in his prime, as he heard it, his face was completely blank, tilting his head and whispering to Jenny who was sitting next to him, "Being a psychologist is so good, you can listen to the contents every day. such a novel
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Fated Moon Wolves

Fated Moon Wolves

“Who the fuck do you think you are-” Rain dismissed her and spoke over her, letting his claws extend out of his hands, and scraping them along the sides of the ethos as he ripped black shreds of the murky ink that seemed to be everywhere, all the witches moaned in pain as one. Whatever this place was the witches were psychically connected to it and hurting them caused pain. Rain found joy in their pain. He enjoyed seeing them hurting. Finally Auroa shut the fuck up. Rain continued his speech.
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Obsession

Obsession

They cried out my name when I opened my eyes. My whole body was still in pain. Bruises were on my chest, abdomen. I saw the oracle standing at the corner. "Ella!" Cathy and June cried out my name again. I tried to sit but the oracle forbade. "Don't move right now," she ordered. I fell on my pillow again. My heart was still broken and empty. My wolf was completely silent. She was not forming any bond with me anymore. She was depressed inside me. "Did somebody rejected you today?" the oracle asked.
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Alpha Obsession : Sinful Pleasure

Alpha Obsession : Sinful Pleasure

Strong. “Look at them,” I said, my voice low and commanding. I gestured to my women. “They think they’re done.” Leo, a broad-shouldered brute with scars across his knuckles, grinned, his amber eyes flashing. “They look pretty fucked out, Beta.” I walked over to where Aida lay, her dark hair fanned out, one leg still trembling. I trailed a finger up her inner thigh, feeling the sticky wetness there. She whimpered, a sound that went straight to my cock.
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The executioner and the Alpha King

The executioner and the Alpha King

Not since Sonia broke the illusion by calling both her name and Kaya’s. Our bond—mine and my spirit wolf’s—is whole again. Tattered, yes, but no longer hidden. Still, the damage is done. “I can’t believe he’s still defending her,” Trixie says, picking at a loaf of stolen bread. “Aries too. Like, how dumb can wolves be?” “Potion dumb,” Parker replies, mouth full. “It rewires the mate recognition center in the brain. Like pouring bleach into a GPS. Makes you drive straight into a volcano thinking it’s the beach.”
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Obsessive love disorder

Obsessive love disorder

I made all these promises to myself . Please dont make me break my promises by getting on my nerves as always Riya ..i warned her mentally.. When i was immensed in all these thoughts, my phone started ringing and i went to pick it up !!! Riya's POV : My tears refusing to cease...Digusting feeling captured my entire body.. I've been rubbing my already paining lips nonstop trying to erase every possible thing.But no!! Nothing calmed me...I felt defeated.I felt disgusted. I couldn't stop him and that frustates me more. He forced himself on me...I cant believe it still..
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Making Past Perfect

Making Past Perfect

“I started with visions and telepathy. I felt connected to the girl from before, and I managed to send thoughts!” “That’s amazing!” Odette exclaimed. “Can you do it with us?” “Let me try,” Alice said, closing her eyes and focusing. She reached out to both of them, envisioning a bright thread connecting their minds. “Can you hear me?” A moment later, Johnson's eyes widened. “I heard you! It was like a whisper in my mind.” Odette clapped her hands in delight. “You’re really getting the hang of this!” Alice grinned, buoyed by their encouragement. “Next was psychometry. I touched the compass and felt a man’s past—a mix of longing and betrayal. It was overwhelming but exhilarating.”
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A Mile From Gehanna's Gateway

A Mile From Gehanna's Gateway

When he unlocks my cell and strides in, his shadow drops down on me as his average figure stands in my front, yet I refuse to look at him. I try as much as I can to avoid eye contact because either his countenance disgusts me or my face will suffer the fate if he lands a deafening strike across it. “I still would like to know if you loved the little session, though,” Owen mutters as he crouches in front of me. He is psychic; has this rare ability to get into your head and project scenarios. It is one feature that makes him different, and exceptionally cruel. I murmur behind my teeth, “You have broken me enough. Have you not had your fill?”
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