King Ghidorah X Godzilla

In the centre of the world of riches, guns and illegality. Stood a beautiful man with temperament as cool as sea and anger as violent as a tsunami. Eyes as deadly as an eagle and stare ,scary enough to bring half of this world down on its knees. Born with a silver spoon and the next heir to the network of the biggest mafia's in the world was he, Vincenzo Giordano Accardi .......................................................... Surrounded by country side waste and petty thieves. With pockets empty but heart loaded. Stood a poor girl with an average face. Heir to her father's debts and a mere room in the slums at the outskirts of the city. With a smile on those chapped lips and hope in those big brown eyes was she, Amara Luca ...................................................... He had 3 simple rules which she broke one by one . Rule 1 To love family before everything Rule 2 To reward deception with death. Rule 3 To never fall in love ......................................................... "He was the king of the underworld while she was a mere player in it, But then rules are meant to be broken when hearts overweight brains and deception plays its game." ...............................................

On her 18th birthday, Emily faced betrayal. Her boyfriend turned out to be her sister’s mate. Not only did her father demand that she forgive her sister and her boyfriend’s betrayal, but he also asked her to preside over their wedding. However, at the wedding, she met Prince Leon. He claimed that she was his mate. The prince had another engagement with another woman. Emily’s best friend Lola told her that the best way to get the prince was to tie him to a bed. "My sweet Emily, you only belong to me." Leon whispered on the bed.

"Death was supposed to be the end, but the Moon Goddess had other plans. Now I'm back, no longer the naive omega who let herself be deceived. This time, I'm a strong wolf, and my mate? the alpha king

Aurora's life became a mess, a total mess. Her life was perfect at first. A loving family, a happy home. Her life was simple and perfect. But the arrival of a letter was what caused her whole world to crumble, but in a way, started a new beginning for her. **** Her heart was beating loudly in her ears. Her breath coming out as small sighs. They were so close, noses slightly rubbing. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had tried to run away from him but she kept falling into his arms. His hazel coloured eyes watched her every move, a charming yet devilish grin plastered on his face. He had his arm over her head. "Your.." "Why do you try to run? Have you forgotten that you live under my roof?" He asked. She shivered when he ran his thumb on her cheek. "Please let me go" She pleaded. She felt light-headed because of his proximity. "How can I when I'm not even holding you." He asked with a smirk. Her expression pleased him. He leaned towards her ear and whispered; "You can hide all you want, but you'll always come back to me, both as a king and as a man."

He slid a paper across the table, his eyes cold. " Sign it." She blinked, confused. "Why?" "It’s our marriage certificate." He spoke as if discussing the weather. "I’ve already signed it. Your turn." Siya froze. **Marriage?** To a man like him? Her? A whore. Pregnant. She looked up at him, pleading. "I-I can be your maid. Do anything. Just… don’t hurt my baby." Her voice trembled, careful, trying to bargain with the devil himself. But Abhimanyu’s gaze was relentless, unmoved. His tone cut like ice. "I want you to sign it right now." Her heart hammered in her chest. "But… how… why me?" She stuttered, breaking. "I don’t want to marry you." She stood, defiance shaking her body. The word **marriage** tasted like ash, reminding her of someone she loathed beyond reason. Abhimanyu leaned in, his smile devoid of warmth. "You **will** marry me. Or…" The room fell silent, thick with the unspoken threat. **The world knows** what he is capable of. "Plea.se," she whispered. Her voice was barely a breath. Siya’s legs screamed to run. But there was nowhere to go. His voice low, lethal. "Listen to me, TweetyBird. If I can save you, I can ruin you too.' His eyes darkened. "Sign it. And you’ll be mine." "Why me?" Her voice broke. ************ Siya laid on the bed on her fours, her hands tied together with a handcuff as Abhimanyu thrusted slowly from her back. He changed their position making her completely under his mercy. As the sun rose in the sky, he uncuffed her. "Scream my name!" He groaned going faster than before. But his pace didn’t slacken at all. He had turned into a needy beast, who was ruining every ounce of sanity left in Siya. *********** ***********

My name is Amber, and my Alpha decided to set me up for an arranged marriage to form an alliance between our werewolf pack and their lycan pack. I had three brothers to choose from, and I agreed to marry Alex of the Lycanrock pack because he was the only Lycan brother I wasn't afraid of. When I met him, he wasn't huge like his brothers, Zeke and Sebastian. Instead, Alex was cute, innocent, and very childlike since he wasn't of age. It meant four more years before we could get married—four more years of freedom for me. That was my plan, but will Alex still be innocent when I meet him again four years later?

WARNING!! THIS STORY CONTAINS A LOT OF MATURE THEMES, ELEMENTS OF HARDCORE BDSM, PRAISE KINKS, SLUT-SHAMING KINKS, AND DEGRADATION KINKS. READ WITH CAUTION. Serena would do anything to uncover the death of her parents, including sleeping with the most dangerous man in New York, Nero DeLuca. And he knows this, so he strings her along so he can see how far she’s willing to go. *** “Get on your knees,” Nero said. “Excuse me—” “You’re my submissive, and you exist for the sole purpose of my pleasure. I don’t tolerate defiance. When I say get on your knees, you get on your knees.” “Yes,” I replied as I got on my knees, hating how much his commanding tone turned me on. He put his finger under my chin and lifted it so I could look at him. “Yes, what?” “Yes, sir.” “Good girl. Now get on the bed and show me that beautiful cunt. I want to see what it looks like before I destroy it with my cock. Tonight, the whole of New York will know you belong to me. I’ll not take anything less than you screaming my name, and by the time I’m done with you, you’ll feel me between your legs for a week.”

“Will you die for them?” The Alpha King’s voice was cold enough to silence the hall. And Althea heard the answer long before she spoke it… not from herself, but from the minds screaming around her. ‘Just sacrifice yourself.’ ‘You’re nothing.’ ‘You should die for us.’ Her gift or curse let her hear and read every hateful thought, every desperate plea. And even then, she still stepped forward. She chose to protect the weak, the innocent, the only ones who had ever shown her kindness… even if the price was her life. But Gavriel Kingsley, the Alpha King, didn’t kill her. He wanted something else. Ownership. "You are mine now," His voice barely above a whisper. “As a slave?!” The King chuckled, his gaze dark as midnight. “As my breeder.”

"No! I will never be your mate!" Ariel screamed, swiftly raising her gun and aiming straight at the heart of Elijah Jaeger, the Werewolf King. “You’re mine, Ariel,” he murmured with a possessive voice as he pressed me into the table, I looked up at him to see him placing the tip of the gun in front of my vagina. "What?!" My pupils widened. He was going to **** me with a gun?! I was shaking all over, and I started to back away in fear. "No, please. No..." I begged, crying. *** In the year 2200, humanity exists as slaves under werewolf rule, with humans ranked even lower than omegas, subjected to severe abuse daily. Ariel lives within werewolf-controlled territory. Smart and resilient, she wakes up each day with one burning desire—to shoot a werewolf in the heart with a weapon of her own design. Her father was killed by werewolves, and her mother couldn’t bear the heartbreak, passing away suddenly. Ariel is consumed by pain, yet she steels herself to stay strong because she has a twin sister, Alice, and a friend, Ron, to protect. She’s determined to make the werewolves pay for their actions. But fate is merciless; Alice, driven by her own desires, betrays Ariel, and even Ron—her ever-loyal friend—begins to believe that Ariel’s death could be his ticket to freedom. Ariel refuses to break. Her greatest motivation for survival is to kill the Werewolf King—the one she believes responsible for her father’s murder. But destiny has a cruel twist in store: on the very day she intends to kill Elijah, she’s discovered to be his mate! As she finds allies willing to stand by her, will Ariel abandon revenge, or will she choose to forge a new path with Elijah?

A captive of the powerful Alpha King, Dragana, a witch of royal Slavic descent has been tasked to find the ruthless alpha his mate. If she fails, A ruthless Alpha King is not going to stop at anything to secure his succession, his crown and heir, even if that included taking Dragana as his breeder, against her will. Time was running out and despite everything, she has found herself in the center of war, temptation, death and love. ************************************************************************** I dreamt of her lips.. I could not get that from my head, even in the dream.. Rolling over, I could almost sense faint scent of her on my bed.. My cock was hard again, and the only thing to do now was to rub one out.. Large, hard and sticking out, I grabbed it, thinking of her lips.. Sliding my hand up and down I imagined Dragana’s wet pussy, her juices flowing down, her taking me and screaming my name.. I could see her silver eyes ripe with satisfaction, her biting her lip all while I thrust deeper and deeper inside, making her take my full length… I thrust my cock again in my hand imagining being inside her.. She as a virgin, so she must be tight.. no man before me had her.. to that thought, I simply exploded all over again.. I will have her, I said to myself.. I want her and I will have her, heir or not, mate or not..