Double Sided Scythe Novels & Stories

On the day my sight returned, our family doctor, Anna Leone, stood right in front of me and mouthed to my husband, Don Marco Vitale, "Double the lubricant tonight. I promise it'll send you straight to heaven, my Don." Marco pressed a gentle kiss to my eyes. Then he turned away and replied with the same silent lip movements, "You little tease. That mouth of yours—and the one below—I'm crazy about them both." The two of them exchanged a knowing smile, convinced their secret was flawless. What they didn't know was that not only had my vision fully recovered—I was also fluent in lip-reading. My gaze drifted to the bottle of lubricant sitting brazenly in the wall cabinet. I said nothing. Instead, I quietly sent a single text message: [Papa, I've decided to come home.] In three days, I would vanish completely. All I would leave behind for them would be the hollowed-out fortune of billions—and that bottle of "lubricant" I had replaced with high-strength industrial superglue.

“I warned you, pumpkin,” he grumbled after my first cry for him to slow down. But he could tell I was lying because I couldn't stop grinding my clit against his upper thigh. I shivered when his fingers found my pussy. The touch made me realize how wet I was. He slid two fingers around my clit playfully, and it only made me moan shamelessly. I could feel the urge in my stomach, my body breathing, expecting what followed as he slid those fingers in effortlessly. “Vinicio…” I gasped. He chuckled. “You’re so wet, Laura… I won’t be gentle.” He looked up, straight through my naked body and into my eyes. “Tell me how bad you want me to fuck you, and I’ll double it.” *** What happens when a contract of three months is not enough? When she runs away after finding out it only took one night before she could get pregnant?

It was a bad idea. She knew it but she had no choice. After finding herself penniless after the death of her parents who nevertheless had a good fortune, Rose had no other idea than to loot the trunk of her old house to pay for her little sister's treatment. Anyway, it wasn't a theft because nobody knows about this safe... The house was empty because it was for sale, she was going to sneak in and she would never set foot there again. It was a perfect idea... When she entered the house, she suspected that there was someone but she persisted and continued... -Who are you? What are you doing at my house? She was so relieved that no one had touched her money so she hadn't even heard the footsteps... She turned to see a man...a man with a mask covering half his face. .. Frightened, she did not expect that this night could change her life... -I'll let you take your trunk and I'll offer you double more so that you serve as my escort, for one night... Rose could not understand such a proposal. However, she had no choice...

"We can never be close-" Ahankara said, but couldn't finish her sentence as the small of her back pressed against the water fountain, with Yashvir standing right in front of her. She sucked in a breath, feeling her heart beat pace. "You were saying?" Yashvir raised an eyebrow, taking one last step towards her, so that her body would touch his if either of them moved even in an inch towards each other. "We-we can never be close, Yuvraj," Ahankara replied, even though she felt her voice would disappear any second. "Get away from me." "Hmm, only time will tell that, Princess," Yashvir replied, now leaning towards her.- - - -Yashvir Rathore of Kalang is a fierce Prince, known to be cruel and vicious. Being the Crown Prince of the strongest Kingdom in the state, he has a million responsibilities to take care of, which has made him arrogant and bitter. He is engaged to a Princess from a strong kingdom, so she would eventually become his Queen and further strengthen his rule. Ahankara Singh of the small kingdom of Adibar, is not your average Princess. Not only is she ravishingly beautiful, but at the same time witty, talented, generous and proud of those qualities. There is only one thing she hates in the world more than cruelty: cruel kings. So what happens when one such King meets her by accident, and is immediately awestruck by her elegance and her beauty? Yashvir forgets everything about his engagement, and decides that he wants her, and no one can stop him from getting what he wants.We thus get a marriage of coercion, a fairy-tale of one sided love, drama, palace intrigues, a lot of romance, and a roller-coaster of emotions, forming the story of Yashvir and Ahankara - Of Flames and Roses.

I donated blood to save the sister of a powerful wealthy heir. The man insisted on repaying me for saving her life. Not only did he gift me a luxury sports car worth hundreds of thousands as a gift, but he also handed me the keys to a multimillion-dollar mansion. Just as I was about to accept the gifts, my female coworker slapped my hand away. “If you do a good deed, you shouldn’t expect anything in return. It’s fine to accept gratitude, but how could you accept the gifts? We may not be rich, but we still have dignity. If you accept charity like this, people will only look down on you!” Then, my boyfriend of five years, who was also our manager, sided with her. “Sadie, you can’t take handouts like this. If you do, don’t blame me for breaking up with you.” Brainwashed by the two of them, I turned down the wealthy heir’s generosity just to preserve my so-called “dignity”. However, the moment I refused, they immediately claimed the car and mansion in my name behind my back. Worse, they even used my life-saving act to secure high-paying jobs for themselves from the wealthy heir. When I found out, I confronted my boyfriend in fury, only to discover he had gotten together with that coworker. During the fight, they shoved me down the stairs and I died on the spot. However, after my death, the two of them started livestreaming online. By mocking me for being fake and refusing wealth out of pride, they became internet celebrities and rose to fame and fortune. The moment I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day the wealthy heir offered me the gifts. This time, I accepted all of it without hesitation.

For ten years, Lily was the anchor. She worked three jobs, endured a repressive upbringing, and poured every cent into a future with Thomas, the man she believed was her soulmate. But when Thomas finally returns from abroad, the "happily ever after" Lily bought and paid for is revealed to be a meticulously crafted lie. The betrayal cuts deeper than infidelity; Lily discovers that her ex best friend has been a part of Thomas’s double life. As she uncovers dark truths about their history and the real reason Thomas was there for a decade, Lily realizes she was never a partner—she was a pawn. Stripped of her illusions and fueled by a cold, simmering rage, Lily realizes that to destroy people of their influence, she needs a power she doesn't yet possess. Enter Julian Vane, a mysterious and formidable figure with his own vendetta against the same circles that ruined Lily. Together, they strike a bargain: a marriage built on strategy rather than love. As Lily steps into a world of wealth, secrets, and shadows, she must decide how much of her soul she’s willing to lose to get even—and whether her new marriage is just another heartbreak waiting to happen.

I am a miserable nurse. During the Halloween season, there was a three day break but I was not given any days off. Upset, I decided to join a game featuring a haunted hospital. There was an old man wrapped in IV tubes chasing after a player. I sprinted forward and shoved him into the chair. After effortlessly jabbing the IV line back in him, I told him off, "It’s just an IV drip, not an action movie. Sit. Down. Move again and I’ll strap you to the chair!" The old man did a double take before blinking in a flustered manner. "Sorry for causing you trouble, ma'am." At night, children ghosts began to run and laugh wildly in the corridor. I grabbed one in each hand and hauled them up. "If you’re not going to stay put in the ward, I’ll give you an injection!" Why did I still have to work in a game? I was so tired. The other players cried out, "Clem! That's a ghost. Are you not scared?" I sneered, "Sorry, but burnt-out workers hold more grudges than ghosts ever could."

They say love is like a double edged sword. The one who makes you the happiest, can also hurt you the most. This was the fate of Melissa, when the only man her heart had only ever throbbed for and devoted her life to, Robert Mondragon……..her husband, discarded her like old soiled rags when he divorces her on the very day she planned to announce her pregnancy at the birthday celebration of her father in law. Putting an end to their contractual marriage that was always devoid of love, with the sudden reappearance of his first love and old flame…… Jodie Sanchez back in their lives, causing a rift in their union. Devasted Melissa leaves and ends up in an almost fatal car accident. One that alters the course of her life forever, when she wakes up with a new identity as Isabella Cassagrande, heiress to the Cassagrande fortune one of the most prominent families in Romania. Just when life gives her a second chance, she is plunged back into the Mondragon orbit with the arrival of Dante Romero an overzealous and ruthless billionaire business man. One that exposes a whirlwind of secrets and deceit, as they work hand in hand to crumble the Mondragon name and legacy.

New book I loved Dexter Lorenzo with my entire existence but unfortunately I was never the one for him. I was infertile and he said he would love me no matter what.For four years he had always been that sweet and caring husband, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world and even other girls were jealous of me. They thought I had the most influential man in Manila City wrapped around my fingers but behind closed doors, it was hell… That day, I learned the fact that he’s been cheating on me a long time ago, living a double life and having a twins with someone else. And that woman was no other person than my half sister “Emily Weston” I was mad and filled with furry. I pushed her but I didn’t expect that it would kill her babies. Dexter was furious and sent his lawyer to force me to sign the divorce papers. I was locked up for months and when I finally got out, no property and jewelry belonged to me anymore. I promised to come back for revenge. This time around, with triplets.

Naomi Belle was raised in the shadows—an elite assassin whose name alone made the underworld flinch. But after uncovering the truth about her stolen past, and a slight problem, she walks away from blood and darkness to return home… only to discover her parents are alive and she has an overprotective brother who think she’s an angel. Unfortunately, Naomi’s idea of “gentle and well-behaved” involves resisting the urge to snap necks when irritated. Keeping her secret identity hidden is hard enough—until a nosy, sharp-eyed businessman named Stephen Smith literally catches her red-handed. Instead of exposing her, Stephen starts teasing his way into her double life—and her guarded heart. His relentless humor, maddening charm, and inconveniently golden personality chip away at Naomi’s killer instincts, one smirk at a time. But love doesn’t erase danger. The underworld hasn’t forgotten its deadliest recruit, and Naomi’s family and Stephen become perfect leverage. Between keeping her halo straight for her brother and hiding a gun under her cardigan, Naomi will have to decide which identity to protect—and who she’s willing to kill for when both worlds collide.