Romans & histoires Giyuu Punishment Worm

WARNING!!! EXPLICIT CONTENT AHEAD (Violence, Rape, Sex Scenes) Read at your own risk. After everyone believed he was dead, Lee Hyun-woo came back with three different personalities. But whatever his persona is, his only desire is to hunt down the mastermind of his family's massacre and find the woman he loves. Lee Hyun-woo, known as Baek Chang Seol, the heartless and ruthless mafia boss of the "Diamond Kkhangpae," has three rules: strict obedience, absolute loyalty, and compliance with extreme punishment for transgression. No one has seen his face, for he always wears a mask, and so he can only be identified by a three-diamond tattoo on his left arm. Jeong Hyeo-ri, in her new identity as Park So-hee, became an undercover agent, skilled in martial arts who went back to South Korea to avenge her father's death and find her mother, who went missing seven years ago. After Jeong Hyeo-ri performed an undercover operation, the "Diamond Kkhangpae" caught her and brought her to the mafia boss. Knowing how skilled she was, Lee Hyun-woo wanted her to work for him, but she would only accept it if he would reveal his true identity. Lee Hyun-woo accepted the challenge on one condition—she had to defeat him in a duel. But what if the so-called duel ends up in bed; would it change everything?

Roxana!!" A man in mask said as he danced with her in the palace, Roxana why are you doing this to me huh?? Roxana gritted her teeth and looked deep in his beautiful eyes!" Lord Adrienne I fell in love with you but you killed it Although it was my tribulation, Am aware you knew my tribulation didn't complete and our fate was predestined!". Adrienne I can never Love you again' surely not in this life! Not in this life!" Everywhere went quite for Roxana and Adrienne' Her soft word pierced his soul and cut through him!" The amount of pain he felt was nothing compared to the punishment given to him by his father Lucifer, Roxana said it to him but she felt immense pain and was choking up with tears but gained her poisture. Roxana you can't marry my best friend Ramiel!! I will and be his wife!" I won't let such happen while am alive!" He said looking into her eyes and breathing on her neck. Adrienne I'll fight you to the end" Either way one of us must die". He held her hands to the chest and grabbing her waistline ". Hook line do you really hate me this much???That you can't stand me by your side " he said sadly and felt his inner burn as a tear droplet escaped his eyes. Adrienne I hate you to the core of my being!! Even though am your Dragon and beast.

When Aria Harrington returns home to find her family murdered and her twin sister Lira sacrificed to pay a debt, she vows revenge on the ruthless Alpha Kol Lannister— the man who ordered their deaths. I pressed my palm to the fresh dirt. "You loved him once, Lira." What a bittersweet lie. I thought Lira had met Alpha Kol by chance and they fell in love but after the story my uncle had told me, I realised Lira hadn't loved him. She was forced to and she wanted out. But she wasn’t smart enough. Well, I wouldn't make that mistake. "I'll make sure he dies loving me." ———— Three years later, Aria returns, using her uncanny resemblance to Lira to stoke Kol’s obsession. But when Kol forces her into a sham marriage, Aria discovers the horrifying truth: Lira is alive, and she’s been pulling the strings from the shadows. Now, Aria must choose between her revenge and the twisted bond forming with Kol even as she begins to question herself— Why did Lira fake her death, and what is her plan now? Does Kol truly love her, or is this punishment for Lira’s betrayal? What does Uncle Jarek know about Lira that Aria doesn’t? And most importantly, will she follow through on her revenge, or will she completely fall for the very man she had vowed to kill?

My mate, Kane Blackwood, was the most feared Alpha in the Northlands. For three years, he treated me like something that belonged to him. He would drag me into his arms on the stone steps after moon rituals, pin me against the wall in Blackthorn Keep’s long corridors, and bite the mark on the back of my neck beside the patrol trails in the border woods, as if he needed everyone to remember exactly whose Luna I was. I used to think that was his way of loving me. Rough. Possessive. Lacking tenderness. But love, all the same. Until one night, I stopped outside the council hall and heard an elder say in a furious voice, “Those charcoal sketches on the black market were released by your people, weren’t they? Every one of them is of you and Elena in bed. She has become a joke across the pack. Do you even understand what you’ve done?” There was a brief silence. Then Kane said, coldly, “She is the Luna the council chose for me. She is not the woman I wanted.” I stood frozen outside the door. All those years, I thought his roughness meant he loved me too fiercely to be gentle. But it was never love. It was humiliation. Punishment for taking the place of the woman he actually wanted. I lowered my eyes to the moonstone bracelet on my wrist, the one he had clasped there the day our mating contract was sealed. If that was all I had ever been to him, then I would leave.

To avoid being accused of favoritism, my mother forced me, despite my severe anemia, to participate in the school's group blood donation drive. After only 100 milliliters, my vision started going dark. I reached for the needle, trying to stop the procedure, but the young nurse immediately grabbed my wrist and pinned it down. "Only 100 milliliters and you already want to quit? The other students all donated 400." She glanced at my pale face, her eyes full of disgust. "Donating blood is something honorable. Selfish people like you, pretending to be sick just to get out of it, deserve to have double drawn as punishment!" Nearby, my mother watched me coldly, disappointment written all over her face. "Briana Hayes, is this really how I raised you? "Everyone else donated. Don't think you're special. "You will finish these 400 milliliters today, even if it kills you!" I gasped for air, my heartbeat pounding so violently it felt like my chest would explode. By the time they reached the third bag, my vision had completely blurred, and I collapsed heavily onto the floor. My soul slowly drifted upward as I looked at my mother with guilt in my eyes. I'm sorry, Mom. I really wasn't lying. This time… I truly couldn't hold on any longer.

Thalia Ruelle had always loved Mikael Vireaux but her love was never returned. The day she finally confessed her feelings, he broke her heart with gentle words… and the announcement that he was marrying her best friend, Alina Lowe. Still, Thalia stayed by their side, hiding her heartbreak behind a smile. Until the night everything shattered. Thalia visits Alina to congratulate her on the engagement. But instead of celebration, she’s met with anger and screaming until Alina throws her out. By morning, Alina went missing. Everything was a mess and everyone assumed she was dead. And the last person to see her was Thalia. When Kael returns from a business trip and learns of Alina’s death and the rumors surrounding it, he makes a chilling assumption that Thalia who was consumed by jealousy and rejection, murdered her best friend. As punishment, he does the unthinkable. He imprisons her in his own home. Now bound to him, Thalia lives beneath Kael’s cruelty. His coldness, his rage, his quiet vow to make her suffer. And yet… she never stops showing him kindness and her love. But when Kael finds out the truth of Alina's fake death, Thalia’s spirit has already fractured. To prove her innocence, her only choice was to take her own life. Will Kael realize the truth in time to save her? Or has his revenge already destroyed the only woman who ever truly loved him?

My best friend is a death angel named Faro, and my father works for the devil. I am an incubus demon who has a talking cat named Samson, who happens to be a cursed wizard stuck to live his life as a black cat, an annoying companion who sheds entirely too much. Being an incubus I survived solely on the pleasures of the flesh. I was Dipping my dick into a different woman almost every night for the past hundred years. Whether paid for or brought home to my penthouse from the local watering hole I had company quite frequently to feed my hunger. Cursed to earth I had unlimited wealth and countless numbers of females to recharge me at whim. My punishment from Lucifer wasn't all that bad. At least it wasn't until a wisp of a female brought me to my knees. Could I fall in love, for real? It was inconceivable even though I was named for it; it was the furthest from who and what I was. I was, at the very least, an uncaring prick. Could someone like me know what love was and did I want to know? That's the real question I asked myself. This is my story of how my demon heart started to beat after centuries of being a cold obsidian stone by a young redheaded female with unique secrets of her own. Could she love me enough to walk through the fires of hell for me? This is her story...

Content Warning: This is a dark, slow-burn, reverse harem omegaverse romance featuring intense bullying, heat cycles, possessive alphas, forced proximity, knotting, biting, rejection, and healing through fire. 18+ only. This story will hurt, haunt, and seduce you. They broke me. Marked me. Claimed me. Now I'm the Omega they'll burn for. --- I was born to obey. I was raised to be silent. But when the Moon chose me... she screamed. Rhea Mooncrest spent her life in the shadows-an Omega hidden, scarred, and unwanted. Bullied for being weak. Rejected for being different. Her only crime? Surviving. But everything changes the night of the Omega Presentation Ceremony, when fate binds her to the four most dangerous alphas in the Silverfang Pack. Ash, Zane, Kai, and Blaze-her childhood tormentors. The ones who used to shove her into lockers... now burn for her scent. The ones who mocked her... now crave her submission. I didn't choose them. And I refuse to be theirs. When Rhea dares to reject the bond, she shatters their pride-and ignites a cruel obsession. Forced to live with them under Alpha law, every day is a twisted game of power and punishment, dominance and desire. Ash watches her like a storm building. Zane flirts with fire behind a smile. Kai plays games with her mind-and her body. Blaze? He breaks anything that touches her, including himself. They say I belong to them.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, my wife handed me a divorce agreement that was valid for seven days. She had fallen for a male intern at her company who was seven years younger than her. She wanted to experience what she called a proper romance with him, one that would last exactly seven days. On the first day, they booked an entire private cinema and made love to each other from the entrance to their seats. On the second day, they went to the seaside to set off fireworks, and the light spread across half the skyline of Veyron. On the fifth day, the intern burst into an art exhibition I hosted and cried in front of the entire press. He accused me of coming between them. That same evening, the story of a rising painter becoming a homewrecker for love reached the top of the trending searches, and the hate comments poured in. On the sixth day, my wife apologized to me on the intern’s behalf, and his punishment was a three‑day ban from shopping. On the seventh day, my wife finally sensed something was wrong. She called me ninety‑nine times and reminded me that we were supposed to reconcile the next day. I replied with a single “okay” and quietly told my assistant to arrange for my luggage to be shipped out. What she did not know was that seven days earlier, I had already made plans to go abroad to continue my studies. This time, I was done playing her game.

My mother never believed me. To her, I was always just a lying pup. In my pack, every cub wore a Moon Oath Collar. Red meant you lied. White meant you told the truth. My sister’s collar always glowed a soft white. Even when she pretended to be sick to get out of an exam, her collar only gave off that gentle white light. Mine was different. Even when I was truly sick, my collar would burst into a violent red, and the punishment current would follow immediately. On my sister’s birthday, Mother prepared a bonfire feast for the whole pack. Just before they left, a splitting pain tore through my head, and I collapsed on the floor, begging her to help me. For one second, she almost picked me up. Then my collar flashed red. “To ruin your sister’s birthday, you’re even pretending to die? What a vicious child.” Then she walked out with my sister and left me alone on the floor. I died alone on the cold floor. But when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer inside my body. My soul drifted after my mother as I whispered the truth she had never believed. “Mom… I wasn’t lying. I really died.” And when they finally found my body, the red collar on my neck was still flashing.