Hello Kitty Is From The Devil Novels & Stories

Kamrynn: Perhaps I was cursed or maybe it was just a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whatever it is, it got me accused of murdering my twin sister and punished severely for a crime I didn't commit by the man I've loved since childhood. Calvin is everything— was everything. But it's crazy how creative a person can get when it comes to making another person suffer. I managed to escape, pregnant, but I had no idea what destiny had in store for me. Calvin: She killed my mate and unborn child, I hated her. It would only be fair that she replaces the child she killed, no? But she ran away while pregnant with my children and on top of that, she cursed me and my Pack. And now I'm tormented, my people are dying. She was no murderer, instead she turned out to be the moon goddess' daughter and I've doomed my Pack. I've realized what a grave mistake I made, I want her back, I want my children back. Only she can lift the curse but she hates my guts and wants nothing to do with me… FB: Author Ireti.

"Lani, you can’t escape from me." Dante said this while gripping Lani's chin mercilessly. Lani tried to hold back her tears as she asked Dante, "Have you ever loved me?" "Never." Dante answered decisively, without any hesitation, leaving Lani's heart numb. Despite being together for over two years, Dante still saw her as a mere substitute, only viewing her as a mistress. Dante had thought Lani would never leave, but one day she proposed ending their loveless relationship. "Dante, let's end this." "I won't allow you to leave me." Dante coldly declared, but Lani was indifferent and chose to leave anyway. The more she tried to escape, the more Dante pursued her. Does Dante truly love her, or does he see her as a replacement for someone else? Who is the woman Dante truly loves, and will she reappear? What will happen next? Read on to find out.

As a hopeless romantic and a trusting fool, I never saw it coming. The man who once swore he loved me to the bone ended up in bed with the very girl I had been supporting—a poor, sickly girl who played the part well. He didn’t stop there. He convinced me to donate my kidney to save her, knowing full well it meant losing our unborn child. Together, they wove a twisted plan to rob my family of everything, drowning us in insurmountable debt. In the end, my mother and I had nowhere to turn but the rooftop. The last thing I saw before jumping was a flood of crimson, and the agony that consumed me was unforgettable. Yet, when I opened my eyes again, I was back—ten minutes before I made the fateful decision to help that girl. This time, things will be different.

A Rage Curse swept through the werewolf world. Only an Alpha strong enough to fight it could keep his throne. I was Alpha Liam’s personal alchemist. For nine years, I brewed "Serenity," the only potion that held back his curse. I dragged his pack, Silverclaw, from a back-alley crew to a pharma empire. I turned him from a rabid dog into a king. Liam promised me the Chief Alchemist title. He promised me millions in profit sharing the day the potion went public. But on his coronation day, he gave it all to Chloe, a she-wolf who’d just joined the pack. All because she was high-born. The perfect face for the pack's new image. And me? I was just a lowly Omega. I confronted him. He crushed me with his Alpha aura. "You're an Omega. Be grateful I even let you stay. Without me, rogues would've torn you to shreds by now!" I walked out before he could throw me out. We’ll see who gets torn to shreds first. But I know one thing. Without my potion, that power he's so proud of... will turn him back into the rabid animal he truly is.

Married for power. Divorced for betrayal. On the night of her wedding, Elena Hart is accused of corporate espionage and publicly humiliated by her husband—ruthless billionaire CEO Lucian Moretti. Branded a traitor, stripped of her title, and cast out of his empire, she disappears without revealing one life-altering secret: she is carrying his child. Five years later, Elena returns as a powerful CEO in her own right, leading a rising tech corporation that threatens Lucian’s dominance. She is no longer the obedient wife who begged to be believed. She is cold, strategic, and ready for revenge. Lucian built his empire on control and evidence. He does not forgive betrayal. But when he discovers the existence of a secret child—and uncovers signs of deception within his own inner circle—the lines between enemies and lovers begin to blur. As corporate war erupts and buried truths surface, this dark billionaire romance unfolds into a high-stakes second chance story filled with obsession, power struggles, emotional angst, and a long, satisfying groveling arc. In a world of wealth, dominance, and ruthless ambition, can love survive pride? Or will the devil she betrayed destroy her twice?

Mia didn't choose this life. Dropped into a world of dust, horses, and hard edges, she's just trying to keep her head down and survive it. Lane was built for it. Rough, controlled, and impossible to ignore, he lives for the ride-bulls, danger, and the kind of reputation that keeps people at a distance. But distance doesn't last forever. not when Mia starts finding her place among the animals... Not when Lane starts watching her more than he should... And not when the tension between them turns into something neither of them can outrun. In a world where falling hurts and trust comes slow, Mia and Lane are about to learn that some risks aren't just taken in the arena.

18+[Mature content] “Listen to you,” he murmurs against my ear, two fingers slipping through my folds without entering, just spreading the wetness up to my clit and circling slow. “Soaked for me. You’ve been like this all day, haven’t you? I whimper, pushing back against him, feeling the thick, length of him hot against my ass. He chuckles, dark and wicked. “Greedy girl you want your step-uncle’s cock again?” “Yes,” I gasp. “Please—” He pulls his fingers away and I cry out at the loss, but then he’s gripping my hips, tilting me just right, and sliding into me in one slow, relentless push. “Fuck, Mabel,” he groans. “This pussy was made for me.”Then he starts moving hard, filthy strokes that shove me up the mattress, the tie around my wrists pulling tight. “Come on my cock,” he growls. “Show me how much you love being fucked by the one man you’re never supposed to want.” I screamed whiles he keeps pounding through it, snarling filthy praise in my ear. “That’s it milk me, baby… gonna fill you up again so you feel me every time you sit down tomorrow…” He slams deep one last time and comes with my name on his tongue, pulsing hot inside me until it’s dripping down my thighs. He unties me slowly, pulls off the blindfold and kisses me soft and deep while I’m still shaking around him. ** After her boyfriend dumped her, calling her a “buzzkill” in bed, her best friend swore by a new doctor in town (turns out he’s the step-uncle she barely remembers, and everything changes).

The most popular girl in school, Mona Culver, could only apply for the city's worst community college because of her poor school results. My childhood friend, James Holden, got our entire class to fill out application forms for community college too. It was his attempt to negotiate with Northrind University's admissions department to make an exception for Mona to study there. The top thirty students in the city shared pictures of their amended application forms to community college. Back in my past lifetime, I tried my best to talk them out of it. The application submission deadline was the next day, and no amendments would be allowed after that. If they wasted their time threatening Northrind by applying to community college, and the deadline passed, nothing could be done to change the results, even if they were the city's top thirty students. Their dreams of attending an Ivy League school would be quashed after ten years of hard work, and no one knew what their future would hold after that. James got angry and berated me, "You're just afraid Mona will be better than you once we start classes at Northrind. Stop pretending like you're doing this for us!" The rest of my classmates were also upset with me, and they turned their fury on me. "Our high school results mean nothing. With our abilities, we would still be able to attend Northrind next year if we repeat the year. You should just mind your own business!" We had been classmates for three years, and I could not let them compromise their futures. I informed our principal and their parents of their plans, and their application forms were amended. I managed to stop them from threatening Northrind's admissions department. All of them were accepted by Northrind in the end, and they became elites in their respective industries with bright futures ahead. Mona ended up getting pregnant with a thug's child while in community college, and she suffered from both physical and mental issues. She fell into deep depression and even attempted suicide several times. James broke down when he learned the truth, and he blamed it all on me. He worked with our classmates to fabricate evidence that I committed plagiarism, and they poisoned my drink. Even my parents were burned to death by a patient from a mental hospital. When I was reborn into this lifetime, I saw James change our group chat's name into 'Fight for True Love! Let's Go to Northrind Together!' I left the group without hesitation and blocked everyone's numbers.

Her one act of compulsion resulted in a total transformation. To pay for her mother's treatment, she needed money. A friend of hers convinced her to sell her body for one night in exchange for money to help pay for her sick mother's medical bills. But it horrified her to learn that the person who had hired her for one night was her friend's boyfriend. She vowed never to see him again after that night but was baffled when, a month later, he asked her to marry him and bear his child. Is she going to accept the loveless marriage or look for another method to help her sick mother? Dive into the story to learn more about Scarlett Neve's decision.

When Selovia's soldiers seized me, I sent Leon ninety-nine letters, each one begging for rescue. He tore them apart. "I sent Aya back to her duchy after she struck Mira—but I gave her my finest escort. Selovia could not have touched her." A sharp breath. "I allowed Mira the ceremonial gown, nothing more. And now Aya makes a spectacle to win back my favor. It shames her." He paced once, restless. "Mira's brother died protecting me. He was my Captain of the Royal Guard. I swore to guard her in his place. Tell Aya this—no matter how she rages, I will not cast Mira aside. If she keeps making a spectacle, I will delay the wedding." Three days later, he rode into Valecrest with the marriage contract in hand, ready to wed me. That same hour, Selovia's envoys delivered an ornate gift box. Leon glanced at it and exhaled. "So the dowry is prepared. All this noise was Aya stirring unrest." The lid opened. Inside— My head. From the tower, mourning bells began to toll. Slow. Heavy. Final. The chapel doors parted. The officiant stepped out, robes dark, face set in solemn lines. "Her Grace, Aya Valecrest, Duchess of Valecrest, has been returned to us. The burial rites begin at once."