Dangerous Ceo Manhwa Novels & Stories

I finally decided to write my first book. And honestly, it feels like stepping into a room I’ve always been daydreaming of but never dared to enter. The beginning might not be perfect. Still a little rough around the edges, but I promise, it only gets better. This story dives deep into a dark, addictive romance. One that’s brutal, steamy, and emotionally intense. Inside, you’ll find a captive romance, enemies-to-lovers tension, obsession, lust, second chances, betrayal, drama, a dangerously possessive antihero, and forbidden power.

I couldn't explain it, but something about him made me feel safe. Suddenly, his fingers brushed against my exposed back, and I felt a rush of heat wash over me. My body began to feel twice as hot, and I couldn't explain what was happening to me. I felt a need, something I couldn't put into words. Without thinking, I grabbed his arms and pushed him toward the bed. Before I knew what was happening, I was on top of him, straddling his waist. My gown had ridden up, exposing my white kacy thong, and I could feel the cool air against my skin.

Nikolay killed people; he was a dangerous man, and my brother and I were now under his control. Of course, if my brother were a decent and honorable person, I wouldn't be here doing immoral things and fearing for my life every second, because I had seen enough of Nikolay to say he had a strange feeling that he was bipolar. Sometimes he treated me well, and other times he was a real annoyance or even worse. I remembered the previous day. His slap had scared me more than any other shout or anything else that could have happened. Nikolay was dangerous, and when he got bored with this game, he wouldn't just kill my brother.

I hissed as pain shot through me, but I didn’t care. I grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer. “You told me she was safe.” My voice was low now, dangerous. “You told me she was safe, Diego.” His jaw tightened. “Clyde—” “You told me!” I roared, shaking him despite the weakness already creeping into my body. Before he could answer, one of the men rushed toward us. “Boss—” “Not now!” Diego snapped. But the man didn’t stop. “We found someone—”

The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her. Her name, Selene, was like a breath of fresh air to my soul, and her pretty face was a rare sight to behold. She was a fantasy I was obsessed with. An obsession that was having me on chokehold. She was a sacrifice I was ready to make, but with my witch mother and dangerous father, who had lost their parents, brother, and friends to the attack of the werewolves, being with her was going to be hell and a dead end. They will kill her, or I might end up being killed by her people. It was a very dangerous path.

It's kind of funny seeing a guy as confident and powerful and dangerous-looking stuttering like a 5 year old, but the situation is stopling me from laughing. He sits there and he doesn't say, or do anything, just sits there for a few long moments; I'm not even sure if he's breathing. And then, all of a sudden, he stands up, pushing the chair bacwards so hard that it falls over, and covers his face with his palms. "Motherfucker." he mumbles to himself and then gives me that dangerous look he has when he's planning to kill someone. Oh boy. "With who? You're pregnant with who?" he roars out and I want to sink into the ground because everybody's eyes are on us.

The idea of unraveling the circumstances of her death felt like a race against time, especially with enemies like Emma lurking in the shadows and Kimberly pushing for a life I wanted no part of. Mr. Hunt, despite his deadly reputation, had offered his help. I knew I had to be careful with him; while he was resourceful, I couldn’t ignore the potential danger he posed. Each step forward could pull me deeper into a labyrinth of deception, and I had to navigate this web with extreme caution. The specter of my lost memories haunted me, but I was determined to find the truth—not just for myself, but for Selene, whose life had been cut short by the very family that now sought to control me. ~♤~

What is going to win love or hate? this book contains CEO Romance, love, family, friendship, violence and mature content read at your own risk

He will serve new CEO from now on. He’s Dawn Lewis. 23-year-old, a serious-workaholic-secretary in MBC. Everyone following his lead. He is super strict to schedules and time. He can only rest when they were home. He’s Yami’s best friend and his gay from head to toe. He became so beautiful and pretty. He has white, fluffy, soft and skinny skin. He has the same height as Yami. They both-adorable but monster in work. That’s their rules, btw.

“S, if I trample and absorb Italy in a single stroke, and clean up even Hanbi-dan with that intensified firepower, it's settled right?” In fact, if that was possible, it would be the most perfect scenario of ruin, but... “Instead...” LF's beautiful lips whispered close enough to touch below Hyeon-sin's ear. “...I cannot guarantee up to the lives of your friend code name ‘Hyeol’, and CEO of Kenz.” Hyeon-sin's chest was clogged as if placing a lead weight. It was because at the end of the information and options he presented, only a hell stained with a sea of blood was foreseen.