Déesse

Lila Brown est la paria du lycée, mais elle s'en fiche totalement, tout ce qui l'intéresse c'est ses dessins et ses livres, en se tenant loin des autres et surtout des populaires. Mais lors d'un voyage scolaire à la montagne, la reine des populaires, la grande Eva Lewis vient lui parler. Et elle découvre en elle une personne si différente et belle. Alors toutes leurs certitudes et leurs mondes biens construits s'effondrent.

Que se passe-t-il lorsque le roi des vampires sur la planète Terre et de l'héritier du trône de planète Kurr tomber en amour ? Jessica a été posée sur la terre et n'avait aucune idée qu'elle était la princesse de la planète Kurr et héritier de son trône jusqu'à ce qu'elle est capturée par la chair et le mal manger Dragos puis sauvé par Jack, le roi des vampires sur Terre. À l'insu de Jessica, Jack a été gardant son pendant la majeure partie de sa vie de l'ombre comme une promesse de son défunt père. Au cours de ces années il a grandi à l'amour et le désir d'elle. Maintenant qu'il est si près d'elle, il lutte pour soumettre que l'amour et de désir, tandis que Jessica pousse à mettre de l'avant.

(MATURE CONTENT) She was exceptionally beautiful and I wanted to make her mine. Tugging on her jeans, I pulled it off and she gasped when I knelt down in front of her p***y. The milky complexion of her thigh was entrancing and I kissed it before sucking down on it harshly, over and over again, leaving countless kiss marks on her thigh as I worked my way up. Her moans were increasing in volume and I smiled as I watched her bite her lips and thread a hand through my hair, gripping tightly as she tried her hardest to keep her moans in. “Why do you smell so sweet, huh?” I murmured, my lips brushing over her lace underwear. “Do you know how insane you're driving me right now?” I kissed her straight through her panties, and she gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily. ——- ——- ——- “I offered myself to save my brother. Now I’m his captive—his slave. But the longer I stay, the less I want to run.” When Tamara witnesses her boss’s brutal murder, she never expects to end up in the hands of Leon Guerra—the ruthless mafia responsible. To save her brother from Leon’s wrath, Tamara strikes a desperate deal: Offering herself, in exchange for her brother’s life. She expected pain. She didn’t expect passion. Now she’s caught in a web of obsession, danger, and forbidden desire—and falling for the man she swore to hate.

Tricked. Rejected, and Betrayed. Thinking she has had enough share of this world’s cruelties, Blair's only desire is to end up with the man she has loved her entire life. To her, their marriage is much more than just a contract. When she finds out she's pregnant, her hope increases that he'll reciprocate her love. However, even the contract marriage is just another trick designed by her sister, and Raymond played his part perfectly. Unable to bear his rejection, her only option is to run. But will she let her sister's betrayal destroy her? Will she let the heartbreak stop her from seeking revenge?

When life gives you lemon, make lemonade, but what do you do when lemonade is served instead of lemons? I think I'm in deep shit and I don't know how to get out. I was sold to a Mafia underboss, not technically, but he claimed me, a ruthless one at that. I know it's crazy but I'll escape no matter what, I will break these shackles and fly freely like a bird, and if that meant spilling blood, then I am so ready.

On the day my older brother, Noctis, and I get reborn to the timeframe of us becoming the demons' consorts, our wives, Nerissa Loden and Aurelia Ignis, rush over to save us. But we've unanimously decided to give up on getting rescued by Nerissa and Aurelia. Instead, we willingly devote ourselves to the demons. In our previous lifetime, after Noctis and I got saved by the goddesses, the demons kidnapped Nerissa's student, Halric Morledge, as our replacement. Poor Halric died a terrible death soon after. Thanks to that, Nerissa and Aurelia hated me and Noctis to the core. They spread rumors about us being the apocalyptic twins. As a result, our bodies and souls were annihilated. When we open our eyes again, we've returned to the day we get kidnapped by the demons. After exchanging glances with each other, we announce, "We're willing to become the consorts of Isolde Brimstone and Sylvara Eldritch. Please take us with you." Nerissa and Aurelia are able to whisk Halric to safety. They are relieved and happy, seeing as they finally get to protect the man they love the most. But later on, both of them end up losing their minds.

Xalara Silvyn, a seemingly powerless girl from the Shadowveil slums, is claimed as a fated mate by Cassian Holt, heir to a powerful noble house of ember magic. After being brought to his estate, she discovers their bond was merely Cassian's temporary fascination. At his engagement gala to Vionna Kress, he publicly betrays Xalara, relegating her to servitude under his cruel fiancée. As Vionna systematically humiliates Xalara, the crystal pendant Xalara found in a hidden chamber beneath the Veil becomes her sole comfort. With help from Cassian's brother Verin, she learns the crystal may connect to House Silvyn—a noble family of essence-based primal magic supposedly destroyed centuries ago. When Vionna arranges to transfer Xalara for potentially fatal bond severance after her wedding to Cassian, Xalara's desperate situation takes an unexpected turn. During the wedding feast, she encounters Lord Elaric Nox, a feared shadow magic tyrant avoiding political marriage proposals. After overhearing his frustrations with traditional arrangements, Xalara's impulsive quip "Where do I sign?" intrigues him. Elaric's emissaries arrive at the wedding with a formal offer—a contract marriage of mutual benefit. Elaric gains a shield against political marriage pressure while offering Xalara protection from Vionna and access to knowledge about her crystal and heritage. Their three-year contract specifies a purely practical arrangement with no emotional obligations. At House Nox, Xalara begins training in essence magic under Elaric's guidance, discovering her "minor" warming ability is actually rare primal magic thought extinct. As she awakens to her true abilities and learns about her possible connection to House Silvyn, the bond with Cassian naturally fades. Meanwhile, a complex but respectful dynamic develops between Xalara and Elaric as they navigate their unconventional arrangement.

Jenna's parents were murdered in cold blood which made her despise everything that had do with her werewolf curse. She lives far away from her pack in a bid to escape the reality of living as a werewolf. But when she meets her mate, Smith, a nonchalant and arrogant Alpha Rogue with a dark past, she couldn't help but fall helplessly in love with him. The perfect love story of the duo took a dark turn when the truth about the murder of Jenna's parents was revealed. Would she be able to forgive the murderer who killed her parents? Would she be able to deal with the ugly secrets about her parents that she never knew about? There's only one way to find out…

"Alpha Harrison wants you to be taken to the wolves of Castmere, so they'll use you for rituals." Zoe said, her breathing tensed. "He says you're too much bad luck." "And the Luna?" I asked, knowing that the Luna always had her way. "Luna Cara wants the hounds to have your meat." ***** Nyx Freeman, an omega in Starweaver pack had always face the worst treatment just because of a perceived claim of her mother being a traitor. Condemned and about to face the worst and most gruesome death, the moon goddess decides to shine her light on her. Caleb, a cold and powerful Alpha bids for her and saves her just in time. But then, Kieran, a dominant and well respected Alpha also comes by instantly claiming her as his mate. Will the new bond between Nyx and Kieran be able to withstand the test of time or the looming war seeking to tear the wolf realm apart?

The project I had poured my heart and soul into earned the company over a hundred million in profit, yet the credit was handed to the vice president's nephew. I stood in a corner, the stack of source code documents trembling in my hands, nearly crushed by my grip. That nephew—who couldn't even get Hello World to compile—was now on stage, smiling brightly as he accepted the award. The vice president came over and draped an arm around my shoulder like we were old friends. "You're just an outsourced worker," he said casually. "These honors wouldn't mean anything to you anyway. Jason is new. He's got limitless potential. From now on, you'll be responsible for mentoring him properly." Only then did I realize that decades of struggle had been nothing more than laying out a red carpet for someone else's glory. That very night, while reviewing the project's code repository, I discovered a massive flaw—one serious enough to bring the entire system crashing down within three days.