Diluc Voice Lines Novels & Stories

“Are… are you going to hurt me?” The question left me in a shaky whisper, my throat tight, my voice betraying me. His eyes narrowed, a dark gleam flashing in them. His mouth curved into something cruel. “I’m going to ruin you,” he corrected, each word drawn out with slow, lethal certainty. “I’ll give you every filthy thing you fantasize about, and I’ll claim every inch of you until there’s nothing left to hide behind.” **** He thought I was just a girl obsessed with dark fantasies… he had no idea I'd been planning his downfall for five years. Every step I took led me closer to him. Every choice I made was never a coincidence. And when I finally got the chance, I let him see me. Let him notice me. Let him believe I was just another girl drawn to his darkness. But nothing about this is accidental. Now I’m caught in something deeper than I planned. A game I thought I understood… but don’t. Because the closer I get to him, the harder it is to remember why I started. His touch lingers longer than it should. His presence feels… familiar in ways I can’t explain. And somewhere along the line, this stopped feeling like revenge. So what happens when the lines blur? When the person I’m supposed to destroy starts to feel like the only one who sees me? When truths begin to surface and nothing is as simple as I believed? And when everything I built my life on starts to fall apart? Will I still be the one in control?

He thinks I’m a dangerous party crasher looking for trouble. I think he’s right. Moving into a breathtakingly luxurious new estate was supposed to be a fresh start for my family—or at least a temporary sanctuary for the next six months. Instead, it’s a chaotic den of wild parties, elite strangers, and secrets. When a late-night hunt for food leads me straight into the massive, high-tech kitchen, I don't just find a midnight snack. I find him. Callum. He’s devastatingly gorgeous, intensely arrogant, and radiates a dangerous, intoxicating aura that completely paralyzes me. He also happens to believe I’ve broken into his house to steal his hidden, highly illegal stash. Before I can even find my voice to deny it, he’s cornering me in the dark, threatening to have his guards throw me out on the streets, and making it thrillingly clear that I am completely out of my depth. My fiercely protective older brother arrives just in time to slam a wedge between us, but the damage is already done. Callum has made his verdict: I’m naive, I’m defenseless, and worst of all... I'm not his type. I’ve always been the quiet, overly trusting sister who stays in the shadows while the world moves past. But as the lines between enemies, strangers, and something much more hazardous begin to blur, I have a terrifying feeling that surviving the next six months under the same roof as Callum is going to be the hardest thing I've ever done. Because he is absolute trouble—and I might just be ready to crash his world.

There is a saying that work should not be mixed with pleasure. The CEO of Marshmello Printing Press, Mike Ross, seems to be doing the exact opposite of this. Isioma becomes a huge victim of this power-drunk CEO. How is an innocent, naïve girl supposed to navigate her life with work, friendship, pleasure, and love mixed into one without messing up the grey lines? Read Houston Reels to find out.

On my first day at a new hospital, I treated a pregnant woman in critical condition. With the nurses’ help, we stabilized her condition and safely delivered her baby. As soon as she could speak, she reached for her phone. Her voice was filled with pride as she said, “Honey, I gave birth to a son!” The voice that came through the speaker made me freeze. “Baby, you’re amazing!” Those few words were enough to send me spiraling into despair. I had known that voice for ten years. It belonged to my husband, Liam Stretton.

"I don't want to go with you on this business trip," Lucy Landon said at the dinner table. Her voice was calm, so calm that no one could sense anything unusual. Steven Cooper's trip was set for June 1st. It wasn't their wedding anniversary, nor was it anyone's birthday. Just an ordinary Children's Day. Three days ago, she had stumbled upon a voice message on Steven's phone. A child's soft and childish voice had said, "Daddy, for Children's Day, I want to go to Maldove to see the fishes!"

Blurb: Ethan never expected to fall for the one person he shouldn’t, his charming, successful stepfather, Nathan. Their love is a secret, hidden from his mother and sister, but when a jealous ex and a scheming rival start digging into their lives, keeping it that way becomes harder. As truths unravel and lines are crossed, Ethan and Nathan must decide, fight for what they have or let the world tear them apart.

After getting his heart mercilessly broken by a maid when he was younger, Cameron swears never to love another. But, there is something about Avery that has him crossing the lines he set. He draws a final line promising himself a marriage contract will be the only thing that binds them together. Will he be able to resist her charms? The billionaire swears to protect his fragile heart at all cost.

The Asara Pack - Related to The Pack's Girl There is turbulence in the Asara Pack this Mating Moon. The males and females are at war. The Mating Moon sends all wolf's blood pumping. But the females have been taught to fear the animal aggression of the males as they claim their mates under the pink moon. But the males know that to continue their assembled pack they must obey the Alpha's decree that mates will be taken under this moon and lines continued.

TRIGGER WARNING 🔞 This novel contains mature themes intended for ADULT READERS ONLY. Future chapters will include explicit sexual content, graphic erotic scenes, and explicit dialogue that may not be suitable for all audiences. Lights off. Masks on. Rules carved in stone. In a world where love is nothing two broken souls make a pact of pleasure only. No love allowed. Purple Hearts has learned the hard way that love destroys everything it touches. Echo Reid knows love is a lie. Scarred by a past he can’t outrun, For him, intimacy is just a game—a way to numb the pain that never truly fades. “Spread your legs, my sweet Purple,” he groans against her skin, his voice dark “Please…” she begs, her nails digging into his back as pride dissolving “Please what?” he teases, dark and dangerous. “I want you inside me,” she rasps, sweat beading on her forehead as she surrenders to the stranger who makes her feel more alive. His lips trace paths of fire across her body, sending jolts of unfamiliar ecstasy through her veins. But when her hands fly to his face, almost tearing away the mask that hides him from her, he pulls back—cold, sharp, unforgiving. “Sweet Purple,” he says, a smile playing at his lips, “remember the rules.” Before she can apologize, he’s gone—vanishing into the shadows as if he was never there at all, leaving her alone in the silence. “Until we meet again.” But what happens when the masks start to slip? When the lines between pleasure and pain blur? When two people who swore they’d never love again find themselves craving more than just a moment in the dark? Is love truly a tragedy… or could it be the only thing that can save them both?

"You think you can hunt us in our own territory, little star?" Cain's voice is velvet wrapped around steel as he and his brothers flank me in the shadowy alley. "We know exactly who you are." I was a cop. Then my brother's mutilated corpse turned up in a ditch and every piece of blood-soaked evidence screamed the Vultures MC's name. Three ruthless brothers who ruled through fear, pain, and absolute dominance. So I dyed my hair blonde, erased my identity, and walked straight into the devil's den. Their bar. Their territory. Their world of sin and savagery. I'd destroy them from within or die trying. But nothing prepared me for Cain's predatory stare that strips me bare with a glance. Or Jax's twisted smile that promises delicious torment. Or Ryder's brutal hands that pin me against cold brick while his breath burns against my neck, whispering dark threats that make my body betray every principle I've ever held. Now I'm drowning in their intoxicating darkness. Leather, blood, and raw masculine hunger that consumes everything in its path. They're marking me, claiming me, breaking me down piece by piece until I can't remember who I was before them. When I finally uncover the shocking truth about my brother's murder, everything I believed shatters. The real killer has been hiding in plain sight, and now I'm caught between two deadly worlds. My oath as a cop and my surrender to these beautiful monsters. But when the lines blur between justice and vengeance, between duty and desire, how far will I fall before I lose myself completely?