Force To Be Reckoned With

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT️ This story contains themes of BDSM, including elements of dominance and submission, bondage, name-calling kinks (such as terms like "whore"), consensual rough play, and some scenes that involve violence. If these topics could be triggering or uncomfortable for you, I strongly recommend proceeding with caution or choosing a different story. But if you're into all this delicious chaos—welcome, and get ready for the ride of your life. Things are about to get wild. Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Why was I thinking about his lips? Was I really that starved for attention? I couldn't tear my eyes away. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just the sheer need for something to distract me. But it wasn't just his lips. His jaw was sharp, the muscles of his neck visible beneath the fabric of his shirt. He looked like someone who could make me forget everything. His voice broke through my thoughts. "Something wrong?" I blinked, shaking my head, forcing my eyes to pull away from him. "No. Nothing." I felt his gaze still on me, making me feel like he could see right through all the bullshit I was trying to wear. I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, the heartbreak, or the way he looked at me, but suddenly it didn't feel like a mistake. It felt like something I needed. Without thinking, I stood, my body moving before my mind could catch up. My heart raced as I stepped closer to him, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion. He was surprised, but I didn't care. I grabbed his shirt, pulled him down to me, and pressed my lips to his.

"How do you want me to eat your corpse? Boiled and properly spiced, or grilled, just like barbecue?" Rex asked coldly, his face a mask of cruelty as he approached Arianna, the fearless little bitch who came to steal drugs from him. ***** Arianna Fraser escaped to Las Vegas after killing her step father accidentally, to escape prison time. She began to work at starlight, the biggest hotel resort in Las Vegas boulevard, which belongs to the devil, Rex Santorini, the dreaded crime lord of Las Vegas. Her grandma soon fell sick and she had no money to save her only surviving relative. So she took the most stupid decision. STEAL MEAT FROM THE DEVIL'S MOUTH! She began to steal from Rex till her luck ran out. Few minutes before her execution, he thought of a better use for her. A sex slave! Arianna joined an assassin group in her desperation to get easy money. Her first mission soon arrived, KILL REX SANTORINI. Filled with hesitation as he has begun to treat her well, Arianna kept declining till she found out that Rex was the culprit that killed her mother. Blinded by rage, she became a deranged weapon which Rex's enemy can use against him, worse she had become his biggest weakness. She gets caught in a web of lies and deceit, travelling deeper into the darkness while loosing everything dear to her. When the result of her folly rebounded on her, she had been trapped. However, will Rex find it in himself to save her?. After she had mercilessly tried to kill him on several occasion.

Parang sinukluban ng langit si Rica ng malaman ang kondisyun niya sa doctor. Lalo pa siyang nalugmok sa kalungkutan ng sabihin nitong bilang na ang panahon niya. Halos hindi na naging normal ang Buhay niya magmula noon.Isang alok ng kaibigan ang sasagip sa kanyang lugmok na kapalaran pero hindi akalain ni Rica na iyon ang magdudulot ng samot saring paghihirap sa kanyang buhay

In a world bound by werewolf traditions, Linda and Daniel defy their werewolf pack's expectations with their forbidden love. When Linda is paired with the powerful Alpha, Bruno, during the mating ceremony, she must suppress her true desires. But as her bond with Daniel strengthens, loyalty and desire clash. Linda faces a dangerous choice that could reshape her life and jeopardize their loved ones. Will she defy tradition and embrace her heart's desires, or succumb to the demands of her pack to protect her loved ones?

When my best friend, Dulcie Quinn, and I went to Westhaven on vacation, my boyfriend, Shane Lewis, got me a lower berth in a soft-sleeper. Before I boarded, he pointed at the dark circles under his eyes. “I spent three days trying to snag you a lower berth so you’d be comfortable on the trip. “So no matter what, don’t give it up to anyone else. Not even Dulcie.” He looked so serious that I nodded and told him I understood. Sure enough, as soon as we boarded, Dulcie, who had the berth above mine, asked if we could switch. Remembering what Shane had told me, I shook my head and said no. I explained it to her too. I never expected something to go wrong that very night. When she climbed down to use the bathroom, she missed the handrail and fell. Clutching her stomach, she screamed, “My baby! My baby’s gone!” I did not even have time to ask when she had gotten pregnant. I rushed her off the train and took her to the nearest hospital. Late that night, Dulcie’s husband, Wallace Lambert, arrived at the hospital with Shane. By then, she had already undergone a D&C. The moment she saw me, she pointed at me and started cursing me out. “Do you have any idea how much I sacrificed for that baby?” Shane blamed me too. “I thought you were just joking when you said you were jealous of Dulcie. I never imagined you’d be cruel enough to do something like this!” I didn’t even get the chance to say a word before Wallace slammed me against the wall and strangled me to death. After I died, Dulcie ended up with Shane. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to three minutes before boarding the train.

Oops! The Alpha Billionaire is my baby daddy. With a few days countdown to live, Clara ran away from her abusive boyfriend to Bryxton City to provide for her child before her death day. On her first day as a waitress in one of the popular restaurants in Bryxton City Clara met with Alexander an Alpha Billionaire he asked her to be his contract wife for four month. Living with a proud Billionaire like Alexander was a big problem but what seemed more dangerous to Clara was finding out that he is the Alpha king of all the werewolves in Bryxton. Her relationship with Alexander took a great turn around when he found out that Clara's daughter was his child. Finding out so many secrets about her past will Clara still stay with the Alpha who once hurt her and also the father of her child.

Ericka Matthews has been in love with her roommate for two years. The problem? Dominic Anderson made her sign a contract when she moved in: no romance allowed, or she's out. She's respected that boundary, hidden her feelings, and watched him from across the breakfast table every morning without letting on. Then Dominic kisses her. And immediately tells her not to kiss him back. Heartbroken and humiliated, Ericka decides to disappear. She has a backup plan, savings, and an apartment lined up. She'll be gone before he even notices. But when she collapses on campus and ends up in the hospital, Dominic is forced to confront what losing her actually means. The contract gets torn up. Confessions are made. And it turns out their mothers have been running a secret spy network dedicated to getting them together for three years. Now they just have to survive Sunday dinner with both families and Aunt Linda's unopened Christmas presents. A contemporary romance about two idiots who wasted three years pretending to be "just roommates," the meddling families who saw right through them, and the kiss that finally broke all the rules.

Until today, no one had ever looked at her and thought she was perfect. Laura Elizondo is a delicate woman with an auburn hair, has previously interacted with her father’s colleagues, but she is left speechless by the stunning man named Alejandro Baldassarre. But after being married for almost a year and a half already, Laura witnessed how her husband has become as cold as ice. Laura desperate to leave a relationship that has shown to be as cold and nasty as it is doggedly passionate, planned to file for a divorce. However, Alejandro makes Theresa promise something before he will fulfill her wish and that is to give him: a son. She hated everything that happened so far. The most incriminating thing is that Laura knew how her father’s nasty behind-the-scenes schemes were the reasons of Alejandro’s unfair treatment of her. So Laura has to dig deep to find some empowering information about her spouse, who refers to her as his beloved, even so with such frigid regard. Only to find herself be in a space of such entanglement that makes it harder for her to cut ties with Alejandro.

Dad is famous for being a total simp over Mom in the elite society. Naturally, he views Callie Archer, the stepdaughter whom Mom has brought with her, as his own. But Callie is afflicted with a severe case of walking phobia. Her feet couldn't touch the ground at all. Only when she's stepping on my back can she roam around in the house freely. So, whenever Callie looks in a certain direction, Mom will press my head down and force me to crawl toward Callie to serve as her doormat. The doctor issues a warning to my family that my spine is severely contorted. So when Callie wants to admire the flowers in the yard while wearing a pair of spiked shoes again, I can't endure the pain anymore, so I shiver slightly out of instinct. Callie ends up losing her balance and falling to the ground. She bawls like a baby afterward. Mom rushes over immediately before kicking me in the gut, her high heel lodging into my flesh. "It's extremely rare for Callie to be willing to leave the house! Why must you ruin her mood? Can't you just be more understanding and play your role as a doormat for the sake of your sister's illness?" Meanwhile, Dad scoops Callie into his arms, his heart bleeding for her plight. He coaxes her gently, telling her that he'll buy her new dresses later. I can only curl up on the ground while hacking up blood. But Dad just thinks I'm playing the pity card. He commands his men to throw me into the basement. Apparently, I can only be released once I've learned to stay stationary when I'm supporting Callie. As I clutch my broken ribs, I feel my tears flowing down my face as well as the blood from my injuries. I'm sorry, Dad. Next time, I will definitely not move a muscle, just like a corpse.

What is obsession? Am I obsessed? At first, I was just his substitute, then I became his real bride, then the supposed real bride returned, and I was kidnapped, tortured, and forced to divorce. Then I committed suicide because I couldn’t handle it, but I didn’t fucking die. Then I became a stalker of my ex-husband, who barely remembers me because I was declared dead by the world, and my face got melted down when acid was poured on me. I had a surgery that changed my whole face and my entire identity. Then I started working for him again and he fell in love with the new me, yet still traumatized by the old me, so I had to reveal to him that I was the same person. He was happy and relieved, but the world wasn’t. We were chewed on, spat out, and stepped on. Then he was fired from his company by his grandmother, who adopted a new son to take over the company. Then I was kidnapped again, and bombs were planted on me. We were able to defuse the bomb and escape. Then we were shot in the head by God knows who. His surgery was successful, but mine wasn’t, so I forgot everything about him and was forbidden to remember because a damn bullet is stuck in my head that could kill me if it moves to a sensitive part of my brain. Then suddenly, he was on the TV, framed for murder. I couldn’t hold back, I found myself in prison fighting for him with a gun in my hand, and somehow ended up in a coma, because the damn bullet in my head shifted… to the wrong direction. Then, in between this chaos, the doctor announced I-was-pregnant.