Gazelle Punch

Damon Karsyn had this creepy desire for . When he found out the perfect match for him, his demon horn began to wiggle in satisfaction. His manipulative, dominant, and masochistic side will lead him to destroy the innocent toy of him. Keatton Morgan is the only child and heiress of Elise and William Morgan. The epitome of a persistent and intelligent son he is but on the contrary to it, he was weak and fragile but feisty. In spite of his gender identity and sexual orientation, he wants to prove to his parent that he can be successful without depending on them. "Please, Dr. Karsyn. Do-Don't me" Keatton pleaded while his blood began to flow. "The prey is now in my inferno. Don't worry Kitty ! I will give you blissful hell" and with one punch, Keattons vision began to dim.

Travis "Punch" Mitchell is not just any wolf shifter. He should absolutely be illegal, everything about him is sculpted by the goddess herself. He is the lead enforcer of the Flying Death, one of the most deadly and notorious packs there is. Alpha Axel "Dozer" Dennison adopted him and knew immediately that Punch was no ordinary pup. It takes a killer to know a killer. As fate would have it, Alpha Dozer has a beautiful daughter nobody dares to go near. Punch however, is already closer than anyone else to the female. They are in a constant tit for tat with each other, neither ever winning and always walking away frustrated with the other. He's a lot of bark, but no bite when it comes to her. Hazel Dennison is a girl who knows what she wants but is extremely immature with how she gets it. Punch is not only her ultimate nemesis, he is her crush. Her dream mate who wants nothing to do with her. Little does she know he's the female he loves to hate. When she takes matters into her own hands and dates another Alpha's son, Punch can't just sit back. Unfortunately for him, pack business interferes in his love life and everything goes upside down. Excerpt: I find myself leaning against the wall by his room, grateful my parents’ room is downstairs. "Go to bed,” I hear, barely above a whisper. "No,” I say, defiantly, turning to face his door. Either he sensed my heartbeat out here or he smelled me. Maybe both. I can’t wait to have my wolf. This sucks. He needs to know I’m not backing down. I’m not a dumb pup, I more than know what I want. Him. However I can get him.

Talentless and lackluster in academics, Christen McGuire is nothing more than a disappointment in her family’s eyes. As the youngest daughter of McGuire Lighting, she married Forrest Riverdale, billionaire and owner of one of the top corporations in the world, and the only man who accepted her as a person. Or so she had thought, when upon marrying him, noticed they rarely did anything a normal couple would, and tried to change herself for the better. Thankfully, Forrest never showed any interest in women; it was only a matter of time until she finally wins his heart over. Until one day, she caught sight of him getting along with another woman. Looking content with that person, showing much emotions Christen never knew he could make. Adding the divorce on top of that? It was a punch in the face for Christen, as she gave in to fate. Tearful and disheartened, she signed the agreement, and left. *** Elated to be out of the marriage with who may as well be the most useless woman on the planet, words cannot express the joy Forrest felt to be with his true love once more. After he had gotten exiled out of his pack on false accusations, he worked his way up to success in the human world, and became a fitting man and werewolf to be with his mate. And yet, despite finally having it all, something still seemed to be missing in his life. Coming to realize the one thing that was missing- she who had actually become an important part of his life, more than the mate he thought he loved- Forrest sought to have Christen back. Will the werewolf find the human he pushed away? Will he be able to mend the heart he shattered?

Isabel's life has been a constant struggle with the word "ugly." Her Leucoderma skin disease had made her believe that she could never be beautiful. It seemed like every person she met had an opinion about her appearance, and none of them were kind. They made her feel like it was a crime to not be born with flawless skin. Despite her outside flaws, Isabel had a pure soul, but unfortunately, no one ever bothered to understand it. Instead, they treated her like she was worthless, as if her appearance was all that mattered. But hope arrived when Isabel's marriage was arranged with the handsome and charming Mason Williams. For the first time in her life, Isabel started to believe that someone might accept her for who she was, without judging her physical appearance. She dreamed of Mason being the love of her life, someone who would see past her flaws and cherish her inner beauty. However, on the day of their marriage, Isabel's hopes were crushed when Mason Williams called her "The Ugly Bride." It was like a punch in the stomach, and Isabel wondered if Mason would ever be able to love her for who she truly was. Would he hate her forever or be able to see past her physical flaws and fall madly in love with her pure soul? Only time could tell...

If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way... It's pretty simple: 1) Don't get caught 2) Always have a Plan B 3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life! Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it. In the book of being BAD, there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination... Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you. Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff. Number three: You aren't bad until quite frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy. ~*~ "I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face. I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face. "So...?" He says after a couple of seconds of silence. "So what?" "So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasizing on the stupid name. His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite. I smirked, "Then find me one." Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off. "I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into liquorice," he scoffs. "Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play."

Sabrina was dared to punch the Mafia king. She's beautiful, stunning, a full-package type of a woman that every man dreamed of. Danien Cullen, the Mafia King who was abruptly punched by a woman he never met before. He's handsome, dominant, ruthless and a naughty pervert. After that incident happened in the resort, the two of them met once again when Sabrina was advised to meet the owner of Cullen's Enterprise. What if she learnt that the CEO and the owner of the company is the same man who become a victim of her dare in the resort? What would she do? The billionaire Mafia is an English version of the Mafia king!

He just wants a quiet life.She wants nothing more than to punch others.He stays away from fights.She's trouble in disguise.He wants nothing to do with her but they keep meeting,this can only be fate trying to bring them together.She wants nothing to do with him,but he is drawn to her despite not wanting anything to do with her.Opposite attracts.**Extract from the story."Stop ! If you know what's good for you,stay away from me, I am only trouble in disguise".

What happened next, made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. After having some sort of argument, he started hitting and kicking her. Conri could feel the anger and frustration build inside him with every punch… After what felt like an eternity, he stopped and walked away, leaving her on the ground, bleeding. Everything became hazy around her, and she did not even try to get up. After he had left, she still laid on the ground, not moving. She just closed her eyes and gave herself some time to heal… Tala was not sure for how long she laid there, she was already fully healed, she just did not want to get up. Something moved closer to her, and she jumped up. She turned around and saw one the most gorgeous, powerful, muscled man she has ever laid eyes on. She did not know men like that existed… Her father never let her go anywhere... He asked her a few questions, not understanding why he was interested in her at all… The more she heard his voice, the more her body reacted. This feeling inside her was very new to her and she did not know how to control it. She felt herself become aroused and she was still a virgin! She wanted him, she found him very attractive, and her inner wolf was screaming to come out. There was something about this wolf, something that made Tala scared, yet excited all at the same time. She had to get away from him… He would never be interested in someone like her anyway and she could not dare to think like that at all… She turned around and started walking very quickly back to the camp. For she knew she was already promised to someone else…

“Admit it,” He growls, pressing my back into the wall. “You like it when I piss you off.” Fuck, I hate Hayes so much. My breath hitches and I brace my hands against his chest. “You’re delusional.” “Am I?” He smirks and leans in, mouth hovering just inches from my ear. “Then why do you look like you're about to kiss me–or punch me? Either way, Carter, I win.” “Fuck you!” I spit. Dorian chuckles darkly, roughly kicking my legs apart so he can press his knee hard up against my dick. “Oh you will, Golden boy. And when you do, it won’t be because I forced you. It’ll be because you begged for my cock.” For Noah Carter, hockey isn’t just a game–it’s an escape. The golden boy captain with a killer smile and a secret he can’t afford to slip, Noah’s carefully crafted lie is falling apart with every practice and every time he locks eyes with HIM. HIM. Dorian Hayes is fire on the ice with only one mission--Make it to the NHL. But there’s one person he never expected to see when he got in Bridgewater to play for the Artic-Blades. Noah Fucking Carter. The one person he hates with everything inside him. Cue in a plan to destroy everything Noah stands for. But every time their bodies collide on the ice, Dorian can’t deny the pull. It’s infuriating, maddening…and addictive. He doesn’t want to want Noah, but when their rivalry shifts from Icy stares to scalding touches, Dorian is forced to confront a truth he’s spent years skating away from: sometimes, the person you hate the most is the only one who truly sees you.

"Why are you here?" mahinahon kong tanong. "Can't we just forget what happened and fix our relationship!" Nanggigigil nyang sagot "Wow ha! After i saw you with my very own eyes, having sex with my sister? Well, fuck you!" I smiled bitterly. "I'm drunk okay! And i don't know what i do! Bakit kasi magkamukha kayo ng kapatid mo!" He shouted. "Lasing ka man o hindi, alam mo ang ginagawa mo! At hindi ko kasalanan kung magkamuka kami! Why don't you ask our parents! At saka .. kung talagang mahal mo ako .. naramdaman mong hindi ako yon." He looks guilty. Nagbaba sya ng tingin. Nagpatuloy ako sa pagsasalita. "Magkaiba naman siguro kami ng halik diba? Magkaiba kami!" Gigil kong saad. I want to punch his face. I want to hurt him so bad kasi sobrang sakit ng ginawa nila saken. "I'm sorry. Saktan mo ako kung gusto mo. Please, ayusin lang natin to" he pleaded. Lumayo ako ng distansya sa kanya. "It can't be fix by just saying sorry. At gusto kong malaman mo na mas masakit kasi .. bkt kapatid ko pa? Of all people, bakit sya pa!" Sigaw ko habang umiiyak. Lumuhod sya harapan ko. "Please hon .. just this once .. forgive me" Umiiyak na din sya Mas lalo akong nasasaktan sa nakikita ko, tumalikod ako at .. "Umalis kana. Hindi ako Diyos para luhuran"