Blade Dancer Psp Novels & Stories

One woman. Three names. A thousand lies. Corinne Sterling thought her secret was airtight. Teaching paid the bills but stripping paid the debts—that was the price of a corporate betrayal that ruined her name and stole her future. Her mask was supposed to keep her safe, until she caught the eye of the one man who has the power to ruin her. Lucian Delacroix is a powerful widower, a devoted father to twin boys and a man who doesn’t believe in coincidences. When he recognizes the eyes behind the glasses of his son’s teacher as the masked dancer that nearly upturned his world, his curiosity turns into a dangerous obsession. Instead of exposing her, he claims her. Instead of destroying her, he offers her a lifeline: his name, his protection and a wedding ring. It was supposed to be a cold business arrangement, they were supposed to be skeptical allies. But as they dig into a conspiracy of fraud and murder that tied their lives together long before they met, the lines of their fake marriage begin to blur. And in this dangerous game of desire and deception, the price of love might be more than either is prepared to pay.

"I give you two choices, let me fuck your vagina or let me fuck your corpse." Lucas said , he swiped his hands under the drawer, he brought out a gun, a full barreled gun. Bella hoped the alpha's son rejects her, she hoped he never considered her. she saw Lucas walking towards her, with hate and anger. He walked towards her, quickly climbing on the bed, there was no other way for her to escape his claws, he would have her and she won't do anything about it. "Please, do not do these please" Bella screamed, her eyes filled with tears, thick dark circles circled her eyes. He was ready to reject her, but he had a plan, a plan to accept her, take her then reject her....... "Whore, I have some important announcement to make" Lucas said, he laid on the huge bed, regaining the strength he had loosed by having sex with her. "I will reject you, because you do not worth to be my mate." Bella felt something loosed grip from her, as if she was been freed from something dark immediately Lucas pronounced those words. She is still alive under his torture. She That same night she was rejected, she ran away, she ran to the vampire's land, hurt and battered. Running into the hands of Blade Hemlock's men, the vampire king's men who were sent to guard the land. The goddess got her remated to the vampire king, Blade Hemlock. Would she accept her true found love, or would she run away and not accept her new found life in the vampire's pack. Now let's roll into the mysterious tide, between these two mates, who had experienced a painful past. Would they overcome it, or would they allow their past destroy their sweet future?

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.

In the dim glow of his office, Professor Adrian Knight had his star student bent over the desk, her skirt shoved up her waist as he thrust deep and slow, his voice low growl against her ear. "Quiet, Miss Sinclair... or the whole university will hear how wet your professor makes you." By day, Juliet Sinclair is Veridian University's brilliant top student. By night, she's Luna, the most coveted pole dancer at Midnight Eclipse, stripping and grinding for cash to save her dying mother. Their forbidden hunger was never supposed to happen. But one stolen kiss shattered every rule. Now, a ruthless VIP client and Adrian's vengeful ex-wife are closing in with blackmail, leaked videos, and deadly threats. One wrong move, and Juliet loses everything, her degree, her mother's life, and the dangerously addictive man who owns her body and soul. She was his best student by day... and his most dangerous secret by night. In a world that demands they stay apart, how far will they go to stay together? SHHHH... PROFESSOR A scorching forbidden professor-student dark romance.

For seven months, billionaire heir Donovan Knight has been obsessed with one woman: Scarlet Rose, the mysterious dancer who performs at the city's most exclusive club. He's offered her champagne, his penthouse, enough money to buy the entire venue, she won't even look at him twice. Then one night, riding home from a performance, Harper Monroe crashes her bicycle directly into him. Donovan takes one look at her oversized glasses, frizzy wig, and unfortunate mole, and tells her brutally that she's not his type. Harper, who is actually Scarlet Rose in disguise, tells him he's an arrogant jerk and rides away. Days later, their meddling mothers arrange a marriage between them. Donovan is horrified. Of all the women in the city, he's being forced to marry the plain, boring girl who insulted him. Harper is equally disgusted, she's being pushed into marriage with the shallow playboy who's been harassing her alter ego for months. They agree to a marriage in name only. Separate lives. Separate bedrooms. No emotions involved.

One of the men cracked his knuckles loud enough to make my stomach flip. Another grabbed my wrist and slammed my hand flat on the table. A blade glinted as it rose. ​“Please! Please—” Hot tears blurred my vision. My heartbeat roared in my ears. ​“Make it quick.” Moe snapped his fingers. "Seven hundred thousand," Kieran said, sliding the folder across the table. "Pretend to be my wife for six months." ​Kieran Wolfe is a billionaire with a cold heart who must marry to secure his inheritance. But he has one rule: she can never, under any circumstances, touch him. ​Sienna thinks the debt collectors were the dangerous ones. But as she signs the contract, she realises that being the wife of a man who refuses all human contact might be a far more dangerous game.

Astrid’s life ended in blood and betrayal. Her second chance begins in the pages of a book she once read—Blood and Moonlight, a world where ancient vampires and fierce werewolves wage a war older than the moon itself.Reborn in the body of a doomed noble girl whose death will ignite the coming carnage, Astrid must outwit fate itself to survive. Every whispered promise hides a blade, every stolen glance could be a trap, and the line between love and danger is razor-thin.But the deeper she steps into the game of predators, the more she realizes someone here knows the truth about her past life—someone who might be the very killer who ended it.Survival means rewriting the story.Love might mean losing her soul.And in a world ruled by fangs and claws, Astrid will have to decide—Will she be prey… or predator?

Three months into the silent treatment from my Alpha mate, Samson Holt, he holds a grand ceremony befitting of a Luna for the return of his beloved Leia Harton. Because of this, I—the real Luna—am now the laughing stock of the entire pack. "Sharon's just an orphan wolf with no real lineage. How could someone like her be our Luna?" "Exactly! Leia's the one who truly deserves to stand beside the Alpha." Ignoring them, I take up a silver blade and slash it hard across my throat. They never knew that I wasn't truly one of them. I wasn't a wolf at all, but a human from another world. And the Moon Goddess just told me that if I die in this world, I can finally go home and reunite with my family.

In a world where the powerful rule, a world that belonged to dominion. A world that conceals demons and vicious beasts within the shadows of the darkness. As if these barbarous creatures weren't enough; rose a man who crushed many clans and sects. His every step echoed the cry of those who he massacred brutally. Leaving traces of those helpless curses behind him in the dust. He was known as the 'Devil on earth' 'The leader of the shadow army' and 'The black Blade of Linya'. Many forces joined hands to stop him, only to be butchered by his powerful blade. Until someone completely opposite stood against him. A beautiful woman who had his tattoo engraved on her chest. Would he cherish her or destroy her? But then again what could be expected from the Lord of terrors who was known to bear no heart in his stone-cold chest? 18+

She had taken away his best friend, and he was determined to make her pay dearly for her regrettable mistake. A ruthless mobster is willing to make a girl suffer firsthand for daring to kill his best friend, even if it was in self-defense. He will show no mercy, and simply repaying her in kind won't suffice; he knows death would be too easy for her, which is why he kidnaps her, subjecting her to a true living hell. Elisa is an exotic dancer who uses her body to attract the attention of men who pay well, money that she uses to pay for her university studies. A virgin and naive girl who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Eliminating every friend or acquaintance around her wouldn't be enough. His hatred is lethal and his resentment imminent. An enchanting and unknown weakness for the mafia, and a beautiful misfortune for the sweet innocent. She only wanted easy and quick money to pay for university, and now she must pay a blood debt for defending her honor. How long will that justice with a taste of revenge last? And what if that justice turns out to be a double-edged sword?