Camellia Garden Doll Mga Nobela at Kwento

RAYNE DE LUCA is the devil, and I am the sacrifice thrown at his feet. I am the pawn in his little game unbeknownst to my father, but who says I am who you all think I am? Who says I will allow myself be wrapped around his finger like the doll he wants me to be? Sometimes everyone forgets who I am. Too bad, I won't remind you. You will watch and you will know, all by yourself. Sincerely, LILITH.

“Did you think you could run from me, doll? Or is this just your way of testing me?" After being abandoned by her family, being sold by her godmother was the last thing Iris Paulman expected. Raised in a church in a small town, Iris’s world was one filled with faith and innocence. But when her godmother put her up for sale to clear her pending debt, Irish life takes a drastic turn. What happens when ruthless mafia lord Damon Vyon decides to buy her?

"I begged you not to kill my babies, they were our babies. But you were so blind in rage that you didn't even think for once and killed them. You are no less than a monster," Camellia, said with anger and rage. while the surgical knife was on his neck. She hated him to the extent that she had forgotten that she was a doctor who was meant to save life for people but here she was killing him. " I am sorry, Camellia. What I did was wrong and I will happily die in your arms if my sin would be forgiven then please go ahead," his words pierced in her heart. Her hands were shivering, and after hearing his words, she wiped her tears from one hand and pushed him away from her. She couldn't kill him, not today nor in the future. " Mama, Please don't kill, Daddy?" she felt like a criminal in front of her child and stared blankly at her.

The day I received my medical report and found out I was pregnant, my husband—Alpha Scott Hansen—held a small wedding ceremony in the hospital garden with his first love and former mate, Gillian Boyd. He explained, “Her final wish in this life was to be my bride.” But what about me? What was I to him? A replacement? It finally hit me—ten years of unwavering devotion and sacrifice meant nothing compared to a single tear shed by his first love.

A pedophilic catholic therapist, a sucidal little satanist, the ghost of a girl who needs to be avenged, an abominable catholic priest... Life is an endless circle, but Adulf Cain thinks he's found the sense of life once lost... The life that Adam lost forever in paradise. but in this new garden, the dice is rolled by two portals, they are waring... One for, the other against the birth of a child that might be the only prediction humanity needs for doom... And she is a young woman. God's messenger mustn't spare her... But now he's drawn even to fall in love .

All my life, I never truly got to live. Everything I said or did had been at the whims of others. I was nothing more than a doll for people to play with and toss away when they became bored of her. When I finally decided to live for myself and my baby, I died full of regrets unable to accomplish anything. However, the Moon Goddess saw fit to give me a second chance, and I refused to waste it. The first step in my path of revenge and ensuring a good life for the both of us was to enter a contract marriage with Maverick Peterson, a powerful demon werewolf hybrid, and the suspected father of my baby.

If you've read the book of life, then you must know the story about the Fallen and the descendants of Anak. Well the leader of the fallen has a new trick up his sleeves. What if, the sons of the fallen weren't completed terminated in the destruction of the world; but their blood and powers, transcended through generations, until five bastards of the new age with immense powers, corresponding to the forces of mother nature are handpicked by the devil himself and used as puppets to destroy the world. What happens happens to his beautiful garden of Eden when there are no heroes: only villains? Who will save it before Armageddon comes: or would this be it????

I woke up and found myself transmigrated into my nemesis' doll. At first, I thought he was still a child at heart for keeping this. Then, I realized he was just unhinged. The doll's face looked just like mine. And then the bigger surprise was that he was a beastfolk. Every night, he would torture me with his literal serpent tail. I eventually told him I knew what he was. He imprisoned me on the bed and smiled at me gently. What came next were cruel words. "Since you already know, I'll drop the mask now. Tell me, do you want to use those toys or my tail?"

For his father's once courageous act of righteousness, the orphan daughter Zhang Liuliu lived in a single garden that has been handed down for hundreds of years. A fake is a fake. No matter how much you pretend, you are not a real daughter, just an orphan girl. Zhang Liuliu, 17, did not understand this truth. I want to stay here and become a real lady. Finally, I got a result of being sent away. Four years later, Zhang Liuliu, 22, returned with a guilty heart. Recognize yourself, return to the ordinary, just want to return to their original position, and live a good life. But, Brother Shan, how did your eyes change?

Note: This isn't incest. *** "You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire." I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... *. *. *. *.* Harbouring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?