Damian Robin Costume

At the class reunion, Grace Sullivan grabs me and tears into me with vicious lies. "She's an exiled Rogue who slept her way to the top with the director, Damian Pierce! My father's bed at the clinic? She spread her legs for it!" She slaps me across the face, rallying others to join the beating. Finally, she stomps down hard on my hand, the one gripping the scalpel, crushing the bones. Ethan Carter just stands there watching, cold and unmoved. He doesn't lift a finger to stop her. The pain sends tremors through my entire body, but I scream right back at her. "You're just jealous that I'm the better healer, that Ethan chose me over you, so you made up filthy lies to destroy me! "I'm a healer. Right now, your father is dying, and I'm the one who can save him. You want to stop me? Then get ready to plan his funeral." That's when my father, Damian, storms in and roars the truth for everyone to hear. "She's my daughter! Everything she has, she earned!" With my shattered hand, I push through the pain and charge into the operating room anyway. I'm not just saving a life tonight. I'm making sure the liar and the traitor both pay the price they deserve.

"Stop squirming, Babydoll. I won't let you go," he said without blinking his eyes, frightening Pearl as he restrained her body. "Who are you? I don't know you," Pearl answered fearfully. He stroked Pearl's flawless skin with the tips of his fingers, then took hold of her jaw. Pearl opened her eyes wide at once. Her breath stopped. This time, she will die. "You know me well, doll. You are my mate.” *** Pearl Rosental has one big dream: to get the best position at a famous design company, The Excellor Enterprise. Therefore, she worked hard to get the opportunity to participate in their internship program. Unfortunately, her father and stepmother forced her to marry Kellent’s only heir, Taggart. Pearl rejected Taggart as her mate despite his urgent need to imprint her. Later, she learns that Taggart is The Excellor's president and owner. Taggart never stepped back from his obsession when he found out about her. Pearl is more than just a mate; she also keeps a big secret about her blood, which captivates Taggart's cousin, Damian. Damian and his father, Matthew, have been trying to steal the Alpha’s crown for a hundred years. Damian falls for Pearl, leading him one step closer to becoming the next Alpha.

Lexie Sinclair's life was already on the brink of collapse. Her jobs were failing, bills piling up, and time running out. Then, everything fell apart—until an unexpected offer came from the most powerful man she could imagine. Damian Valour. The ruthless, untouchable CEO with one proposition. He needed a fiancée to fill the role until his real bride, Victoria returned. For Lexie, it was the deal of a lifetime. For him, it was purely business. But when lines blur between the contract and something real, Lexie finds herself in a twisted game of control and desire, fighting for more than just survival.

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my husband, Damian Pyke, once again left me for his first love. He said, "Taking care of a child alone isn't easy for Waverly. You're both women—can't you show her some understanding?" Not only was I willing to understand Waverly Benson, but I was also ready to step aside entirely so they could raise her child together. So, I packed my bags and applied for an overseas architecture program through my workplace. However, he eventually regretted it, crying and begging me not to go.

When her family faces ruin, Elena Harper signs a contract to marry the nation’s most feared billionaire, Damian Cross—a CEO known for his ruthless decisions and colder-than-ice demeanor. But what begins as a business arrangement quickly spirals into a dangerous dance of power, secrets, and hidden desires. Behind his flawless empire lies a man tormented by betrayal, haunted by a secret past. Behind her fragile smile hides a woman stronger than he could ever imagine. Love was never part of the deal… but in a world of lies, obsession, and betrayal, love might be the only thing that saves them both.

Before Amy Wilson caught her fiancé in bed, she thought she was in happiness. Her father was the richest businessman in the whole of New York City, she is the apple of her father's eyes, and he loved her a lot. But everything changed when that thing happened. Four years later, she is back as Teresa Martins, the lady who has made a name for herself in Just a short while, and she is back with a husband, the ruthless Damian Martins, and they are ready to destroy the people who wanted her dead. Will she be able to get back at the people who wanted her dead, or it will be the other way round?.

Damian’s c^ck slammed deeper into my throat while Zavian thrust his fingers harder into my dripping cunt, forcing me to take every inch like the bad girl I was becoming. My toes curled, body thrashing, while I cursed myself for loving it…Yet, I am still taking them both like the bad girl they have made me. * It should have ended the night I met Damian. But he walked back into my life as my stepbrother… this time, he didn’t come alone. He brought his most hated brother. My mother has just married her high school lover after thirty years apart. I shouldn’t be with her, but it was the only way to bring my dreams to life. Damian and Zavian were two worlds apart—one cold, hot, and brooding; the other sweet enough to melt any heart with just words. Amidst all of this, we were supposed to be nothing more than siblings. But the Delgado brothers were dangerous, and everything I couldn’t resist. They fought and competed for everything—and my poor, broken self was no exception. For the first time in their lives, they finally agreed on something and it was to share and unravel me while fighting to win my heart. I shouldn't want one, let alone the two…But why choose… when I could have both Delgado brothers? * High sexual content. Rated 18+. If you live for smut…. then you have found a home.

J'ai patienté trois heures à la fête d'anniversaire de mon petit ami, Roméo Bossuet. Celui qui devait être le héros du jour dans son costume élégant a été appelé à l'hôpital par son premier amour, Gisèle Favre. Prétextant une entorse à la cheville pour susciter la sympathie, cette femme a même filmé une vidéo d'un baiser avec Roméo. Pris par l'émotion, Roméo, soi-disant invalide des jambes, s'est levé pour la plaquer contre la porte. « Roméo, pourquoi tu dis pas à Nina que tes jambes sont guéries ? » La voix de Roméo était pâteuse : « Si elle l'apprenait, elle insisterait pour que je l'épouse. Mais qu'est-elle pour moi ? Juste une bonne gratuite ! Elle est pas digne de devenir ma femme. » Ils s'embrassaient passionnément. Gisèle, vêtue d'une robe de mariée que j'avais conçue de mes propres mains, regardait la caméra avec provocation. La vidéo s'est arrêtée sur le son de leurs baisers fougueux. À ce moment-là, j'ai compris que Roméo m'avait toujours menti… J'ai jeté le gâteau que j'avais préparé pour lui à la poubelle, puis ai pris mon téléphone pour envoyer un message à ma mère : « Maman, j'irai au rendez-vous arrangé, je te promets. »

In my first life, I believed love was salvation. I tore my future apart for two men who had grown up beside me—Marcus Black and Damian Knight. I chose one of them, only to be abandoned on my wedding day for Elena Rivers. My grandmother died that same day, shattered by grief. When I was at my lowest, the other man took my hand and promised he would never betray me. I believed him. I married him. And slowly, my world went cold. I thought his distance was regret. I thought my failing health was fate. Until the night I was dying, and I watched him run past me—to save Elena, whose injuries were nothing more than a scratch. That was when I understood. My life had never been a love story. It was a carefully scripted game. After my death, I learned the truth: Marcus and Damian had already written their wills, leaving everything to Elena Rivers. They had sabotaged my education, manipulated my career, and even fabricated a chronic illness to keep me weak, dependent, and easy to control. They never wanted me to succeed. They only wanted me quiet—so Elena could shine. But fate gave me another chance. This time, I tore up my admission letter to Harvard. This time, I rejected their confessions before they could cage me again. In this life, I will not be the woman they use, betray, or discard. I will live for myself. And I will never walk the same path twice.

A Spin-off to Rejected Mythical Luna —Julian X Robin Story They say destiny determines how our lives play out, that the Moon Goddess shapes our paths. But if that’s true, then she did a terrible job with mine. Because as I’m being dragged away, all eyes on me and tears burning down my cheeks, I finally understand how cruel destiny can be. After surviving the war with my Alpha and the Luna, a new battle begins, one I didn’t choose but must finish. Revenge? Justice? Maybe that’s what I should live for. Maybe that’s what should keep me fighting, to hunt down the Men of Shadows who destroyed everything I loved. But as I run through that field with the people I now dare to call friends, none of that seems to matter anymore. All I want is my life back. My family. My pack. Him. And if that means killing again, I’ll do it, only this time, I knew better than to do it alone. “Did you really think leaving me behind was the best choice?” he asked, his breath hot against my skin. “I came to you twice, Julian,” he says, his grip firm, his voice trembling with something between pain and love. “You pushed me away both times. This time, I won’t let you fight alone.” Then his lips crashed against mine, and a single tear slipped free. Was this the retribution I’d been seeking… or just the beginning of a curse written by fate.