Novelas y relatos de Byakuya Ultimate Punishment

Some fates are written in the stars. Others must be rewritten in fire. Lucille, born into the lowest-ranking werewolf pack, the Omegas, called, the Commoners, never imagined the Moon Goddess would mate her to someone so far above her: the heir to the third most powerful man in the nation. But what should have been her salvation became her downfall. Despised and humiliated by her fated mate, Lucille broke a sacred law by rejecting him, unaware of the consequences. Branded a traitor, she was sentenced to five years of servitude in his home, enduring cruel treatment under his command. When she dared to escape, even briefly, the punishment nearly broke her. Then everything changed. A newly elected High Councilor overturned her sentence, granting her the one thing she thought she’d never have again. Freedom. Now Lucille is determined to build a future on her own terms. But fate isn’t done with her yet. When she falls in love with a man who makes her believe in happiness again, she discovers a devastating truth: he is the cousin of her former mate. Their love is forbidden. The laws are clear. And the Goddess may not forgive her a second time. Can love survive when destiny has already spoken? Will Lucille forever be bound to the stigma of her choices forever? Or will fate, give her a second embrace?

I misbehaved. My knees ached from being planted on the aggressively cold floor for so long, but I would take the pain for as long as possible, if it meant gaining the Devil's forgiveness. I whimpered helplessly as the beast of a man pierced me with his cold eyes, ever so subtly patting his strong thigh twice. "D-daddy please-" My pleas were unfinished and went unheard as he continued to pick up the black paddle from his desk and roll up his sleeves. "Don't waste my time, angel." He muttered gruffly, the depth of his well matured voice making every fibre of my being to tremble. "Bend over daddy's lap and receive your punishment, princess." "Y-yes daddy." For her he'd slaughter a nation and drag many to Hell. The Devil has had his eyes on Vanessa since he met the innocent, untainted angel. His Angel. He'd do anything to keep her, to feel her impeccable skin under his impure fingertips, to kiss and stain the luscious lips of an angel with sin and to ruin her innocence and carve his name into her soul. And she's not just about to resist him. When an innocent, naive, little angel mingles with the step-father from Hell.

The first thing the fake heiress did when she saw me was imitate me. I loved fishtail dresses. Hence, she immediately bought all the fishtail dresses in the city. I loved roses. Thus, she made the entire rose garden hers. I thought she was only jealous that my family had brought me home. Unexpectedly, my elder brother mistook her for me when he saw her from the back when she was wearing a fishtail dress. He gave me forty-nine lashes as punishment that night. She was carrying roses in her arms when my father saw her cheek and mistook her for me. Then, my father immediately drove me out of the house. Before I could investigate the matter, I died of acute renal failure. After my death, I saw her marry my fiance with my family’s blessing. She made a remark on the night of her wedding. “System, I’ve got to thank you for letting me change people’s memories. As long as others mistake me for her, I can casually change their memories.” Enlightenment gripped me, but it was too late. It did not occur to me that I would return to the moment when she had just purchased the fishtail dresses.

DARK ROMANCE! "I-I love him," she stammered, shivering under his intense gaze. But his whisper sent shivers down her spine. "But I love you," he said, his smirk hinting at a dark intention that left her numb. "Leave me! I'm not yours!" she protested, her brown eyes wide with fear, shock, and sadness. Yet, her sparkling tears only drew him in. He leaned in closer, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch a mix of tenderness and menace. "How can I, kitten, when you're already mine? Trapped with me, sinfully," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. Her throat constricted in fear as she realized escape was impossible. But his next words crushed her world. "Punishment time, kitten," he growled, his voice dripping with lust and obsession. His dark eyes seemed to devour her, leaving her knees weak. A lone tear escaped her eye as she realized she was trapped. He would cage her, sinfully. She was a bright doll, but his darkness shattered her hopes. She was a vast ocean, and he was a pirate who'd found his treasure in her - a treasure he'd claim by any means. @2024darkoceanfics

"Brother, please spare my life!" Sera cried out. She kneeled and bowed down to show sincerity but her brother's eyes did not show any emotion. "There is no mercy for traitors, Sera. That's the family motto, remember?" Xander's voice was stern and filled with contempt. "I didn't do it! I don't even know what the Duchess looked like!" She was desperate but none of her family members even tried to listen to her. "We shouldn't have accepted you. The prophecy was true when it said that you will only bring tragedy to this family!" Her father's voice was filled with rage. All her life, all she asked was to be acknowledged. All she wanted was to feel the warmth of a family. Was it too much to ask for? "I wish I was never born," she mumbled. "Prepare to die, Seraphina. This is the punishment for taking my mother's life." Xander lifted his sword and drops of blood splattered when the blade cut through Sera's head. "Sera!" Seraphina jolted when she heard her mother's voice. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the familiar small room and she immediately touched her neck to confirm that her head was not severed. What happened? Why am I back to my ten-year-old self?

~~~ "How many punishments do you have pending, Lucienne?” Immediately the word punishment left his ears, I turned hot, my tongue went numb, my throat became dry, my hands trembled and very became sweaty. "Answer me!" He demanded and I flinched, my gaze now directed to the ground. "S-seventeen," I stammered, my tears and liquid from the different things hurdled at me mixing and landing on the soil. "So this makes it eighteen?” he asked and I forced myself to nod. He dished out some orders to the pack members before turning to me. "Then let's get this started. Your kneels must not leave the ground till we get to our destination. And no, it's not part of your eighteen punishments. Let's go!" ~~~~ Haunted by a past filled with pain and betrayal, Lucienne bears the scars of a life marred by tragedy. Tangled in the clutches of a possessive mate, who constantly makes sure happiness is far from her, she battles not only the physical wounds but the emotional turmoil from years ago. As she tries to escape this painful life, will Lucienne find the strength to embrace love and happiness, or will the echoes of her history shatter the remnants of the once-happy girl she used to be and make her a lone wolf for life?

Three years ago, she ruthlessly dumped her penniless boyfriend in order to repay her mother’s gambling debt of eight hundred thousand dollars；Three years later, during a punishment game, she kissed the most dangerous man in the bar—never expecting their fates to intertwine once more.Broad Ramsden.The ex-boyfriend she had abandoned was now the all-powerful godfather of the mafia.“Evelyn, the score between us isn’t settled yet.”He cornered her in the booth, his eyes bloodthirsty and deranged.She thought he would kill her.But instead, he trapped her by his side—giving her the best job, the most expensive clothes, the gentlest shelter—and also the cruelest humiliation.“Don’t reject me. You know it hurts you to leave me.”When he took her hand and placed it over his heart, she realized—He hated her, yet he couldn’t let her go more than he hated her.And the secret she had buried deep in her heart for three years was enough to destroy everything.He thought she was greedy for wealth and status; she thought he was consumed by hatred.But the truth—it seemed, wasn’t what either of them believed.How would they face the love they once had?

The night my parents died, I was found amongst the ashes of our home. My eyes glowed red, and my hair had been altered to a flaming hue to match. My pack ostracised me, deeming me responsible for the death of my beloved parents. For years, I have been treated like a slave and was underfed, bullied, and abused. The son of the Alpha, Jordan, and my cousin Ruth were the worst offenders. Yet, I endured as I planned my escape. When I turn nineteen, I am out of here. Or so I thought. One night, out of the blue, Jordan kisses me, everything changes, and I find myself falling in love with the one who was my tormentor. So naive, so foolish, just when I think I will have a happy ending, reality slaps me in the face. The same night I find myself in the arms of my mate, Jordan, I find myself rejected for a nightmare of a betrayal I had no hope in preventing. As punishment, I was shunned in the worst possible way and turned rouge. As the cold seeps in, I dream of a white wolf—my white wolf. He has always appeared in my mind when I most needed him, his presence always comforting me. Is this the end of my story? I have lost hope and the will to live.

Nico tightened the belt around my neck, leaned down, and pressed himself against me, thrusting into my body. The lack of oxygen intensified all my sensations; I gasped for breath, trying to escape. He thrust deeper and harder, pain and pleasure spreading up my spine, a tingling sensation leaving me weak and collapsing onto the bed. "Can you feel it, my baby?" Another heavy blow, his hand slapping mercilessly against my forced, upturned buttocks. "This is my declaration of ownership over your body." I closed my eyes, enduring his continued penetration, sharp pleasure erupting from that point that threatened to utterly break me. He moved closer, his fingers wiping away the tears on my face. "Your body, your soul, belong to me." Three days after my boyfriend Nikolai disappeared, my life completely collapsed. When I saw him again, I wasn't greeted by the usual warm embrace; Nico Moretti saw me as the murderer of his twin brother. But the punishment I silently endured gradually took a turn for the worse. "If you want to hurt her, then step over my dead body." "Nico, I'm pregnant."

"On my knees, your highness…"Luciano groaned when he heard my words.I bite my lips seductively,I could see the lust and need in his eyes. "Damn it! Spoiled brat!"He cursed under his breath and grabbed my hair roughly but carefully,then slid it in my mouth… _____________ Hazel had everything a woman would ever wish for, a loving and caring husband, a happy home and all the power in the palm of her hands. However, her heavenly life becomes a nightmare when her husband finds his fated mate.Betrayed and broken,Hazel tries to get free from the chains of fate but Hazel finds it hard because of the ties that binds her to her husband. As though Hazel's husband finding his fated mate was not enough punishment from the goddess, her pack was attacked and she was taken by the heartless Lycan prince as his captive. Luciano, the Lycan prince who held onto his kingdom's rules tightly covets Hazel's beauty and he can't help the fire igniting within him. What happens when the secret from the past unfolds that threatens both Hazel's and the prince's lives? Will their love be strong enough to hold them together or will they be consumed by anger, betrayal and pain?