Batman Under The Red Hood Black Mask Novels & Stories

When a heavily pregnant employee went into labour, the CEO rushed her to the hospital, leaving a billion dollar deal which surprised everyone. "Sir, we need your signature on the contract papers or we will take it to another company." "My wife needs me more than my ink on some papers!" The CEO gave a stunning reply. Even Ava was surprised to hear him call her his wife. That was the first time he claimed her to he his in public. The news of Ava Smith being his pregnant wife stunned everyone. How will the contract marriage unfold when there is no emotions but business purpose? And what will happen when there us a suspicious mafia that is hungry for their lives. To find out, read the story full of love, mystery, thriller, betrayal and suspense that will drive a rollercoaster of your emotions.

My sister and I transmigrated into a savage beastman world where females were terrifyingly scarce. For the sake of reproduction, the Grand Druid allowed us to take our pick of mates first. Whoever gave birth to a child first, her husband would be crowned the Beast King. My sister, Chloe, was power-hungry. She immediately claimed Lucius, the noble and devastatingly handsome Merfolk Prince. I chose Bjorn, a werewolf guard who seemed honest and loyal. Chloe mated with Lucius, but she gave birth to two deformed half-merfolk pups, making her the laughingstock of the horde. Lucius was sadistic by nature and beat her constantly, while Bjorn treated me with the utmost care. After I gave birth to our first child, he successfully ascended to the Beast King's throne and crowned me as his supreme Queen, revered by all beasts. Chloe went mad with jealousy. At my Queen's coronation, she drove a poisoned dagger straight through my heart. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day we chose our mates. Chloe rushed forward and latched onto Bjorn's arm. "Elena, this time, the Queen's throne is mine." I instantly realized that she had been reborn, too. I looked toward the small, reddish-brown wyvern huddled in the corner. "I choose him."

"I am a monster, Miss Hart. You wouldn't want nor wish to see me..." He is mysterious and brilliant, wealthy and prominent, but no single soul has seen him in person. Well, no one should see him—that's one of his many rules. No one can touch him either; that's another rule. Except for me because I have broken every rule. Now I'm extremely drawn to him. His peculiarity is out of this world, and his beauty is beyond physical. But the Master has demons of his own and is being chased by his brutal past. Suddenly, we've become the reflection of each other's nightmares. I realize that the Master and I are not so different. Is this newly found bond just another uncertain fate that could deepen our wounds, or is it finally going to be our redemption?

Life is hard, but for Delaney Waters, it’s especially harder. From the moment she was born, she was excluded due to the fact that she was born under a black moon, one of the worst moons in werewolf lore. Even Delaney’s mother treats her like everyone else; coldly. On her eighteenth birthday, everything changes unexpectedly for her because she finds her mate and he is none other than Alec Castell, the son of the Alpha. This discovery leads them both down a path from which there is no return, and Delaney, as always, gets the rough end of the stick. A terrible event ruins Delaney’s life indefinitely, turning her into someone callous and bitter, and with a thirst to get back at the world that treated her so cruelly and unfairly. Her quest for vengeance leads to discoveries that shatter her foundations and make her question her entire existence, turning everything she thought she knew about herself on its head. Will she succeed in overcoming her badly-written fate or will the past repeat itself once more?

My twin sister died in my arms with his name on her lips. Five years later, I wear red lipstick and heels to seduce the man who murdered her. ~ Five years ago, Anastasia’s world ended in gunfire and ash. Her entire family was slaughtered on her eighteenth birthday, by the man her twin sister loved. Left for dead, Anastasia was saved by a stranger. Broken, enraged, and alone, she was taken in by a woman who taught her how to disappear… and how to kill. Now, she’s Skye, trained to seduce, infiltrate, and destroy. Her mission is simple: get close to Nikolaus Volkov, close enough to break him. But killing him isn’t enough. She wants to make him suffer, to crave her, to need her. And when he’s completely at her mercy… she’ll rip him apart the way he tore her world to pieces. A kiss meant to disarm ignites something deadly, Desire. Obsession. Confusion. Nikolaus is not the cold-blooded monster she expected. He’s worse. And yet, with every stolen glance and kiss, Skye begins to slip. Revenge was the plan. Desire was never part of it. Now, she’s playing a game she might not win. Under Her Skirt: The Last Kiss is a dark, twisted mafia romance of seduction, revenge, and ruin, where every kiss could be a betrayal… and every heartbeat could be your last.

It was the rumored Sebastian Black I was finally getting married. But he didn’t even come on the wedding day. I was standing at the altar without a man. The man I was getting married to was rumored to be impotent and cold. He hated women and also maltreats them. Most people called him Mr. D Dark instead of Black. Why was I marrying him? I didn’t care to what he would do to me or if he would kill me afterwards. All I wanted was to keep mother alive and see her well again. * * “You didn’t come to the wedding.” Isabelle stated as Sebastian slowly unbuckled his shirts. “Why? Why did you do that?” Isabelle yelled and that amazed him. No woman had dared raised a voice at him. What made this woman special? He stopped his hands at a bottom he was trying to get off. His eyes turning at Isabelle, coldly. She didn’t even flinch. P.E.R.F.E.C.T he said in his head. He had always wanted someone who would challenge him and even question his decisions And 'that' he had found in this woman. “I like you,” he said advancing closer to her. “What can I do to make you forgive me.”

At the moment, my dick was gracefully ready start working with her pussy, she felt a little be shy, but when I rubbed onto her and dipped two fingers in it, my shyness was replaced with intense pleasure, fuck it felt too good to ignore. “Ahhh,” she moaned, as i slipped the third finger into her pussy. “I will ensure you come for me six times before calling it a day,” I said, huskily. came to my front, while he kept fingering her pussy, mercilessly. I forcefully pushed my hard cock into her mouth, till it touched the back of my throat. “Suck it,” i instructed and without thinking, she started sucking my cock, while I fingered from behind. The pleasure was intense, her legs began to shake, and she couldn't suck any further, she just wanted to moan, but my cock prevented her. When i noticed she couldn't suck my cock any further, I started fucking her mouth, while my fingers fucked her asshole. “You have a fucking nice ass, and I would enjoy fucking it,” I grunted, pressing his fingers in my pussy. Soon, she was coming all over the place, and my eyes had already rolled back, but that didn't make me stop fingering or mouth fucking me. I fucked her mouth till my come fills them. “Drink it,” I instructed and in one swallow my cum was down her throat and to be honest…. She want more? As she shakes with pleasure, her moan turns deep, and she whispers, “She wants more”—a need that will break everything apart. will this forbidden ecstasy unravel their secrets or seal their fate?

When love is twisted by witchcraft, only destiny can break the spell. __________ “She’s ours, Zade—everything we’ve ever wanted and she’s actually here. I can’t lose her.” My voice cracked at the end. I felt ashamed. I was an Alpha and I couldn’t mark my mate. In all of history I’d never heard of such a thing. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. No one has. Everyone I had indirectly asked, who had found their mate, didn't have a problem marking their mate once they found her. So why's my case any different?

TLS #3 Blane Samuel A definition of a nice guy, a guy who always think about others first than himself. Since his break up with Lauren Hastington, he's a wreck. He thought he won't look at another woman but he was wrong. One day, a beautiful girl in red dress came to him caught his eyes. Camilla Medilton Beautiful model who always have positive thinking and live her life the fullest. With her beautiful face and body, every guy wants her until it made some of them take a bad step. Since she sense the bad situation, she took a random guy to be his boyfriend and apparently that guy is Blane Samuel.

It's my birthday, but my Alpha mate, Jackson Daveed, has a church wedding with his first love. When I question him about it, he says, "Laila's been poisoned with wolfsbane. I was just giving her a wedding per her final wishes. You think so lowly of us—can't you tell whether or not I've cheated?" He knows better than anyone that I lost my wolf after saving him—he and I no longer have the mind-link between mates. I've long since become a regular person who's worthless. I don't cry or cause a fuss. Instead, I make an appointment with a healer to have an abortion. But for some reason, Jackson, who's always scorned me, goes out of his mind as he tries to track me down.