King Von Asian Doll

"It is an anxious, sometimes a dangerous thing to be a doll. Dolls cannot choose; they can only be chosen; they cannot 'do'; they can only be done by."

Dodging scandals after scandals is Corelle Tatiana Villafuerte's expertise. Hindi madaling panatilihing maganda at malinis ang reputasyon niya lalo pa't kilalang heneral ang kanyang ama. Gagawin niya ang lahat para sa kagustuhan nito kahit pa labag ito sa kanyang kalooban. Ngayo'y tila nakawala siya sa pagpapanggap nang malaman ang katotohanan. Who would have thought that her strict and disciplinarian father is part of a criminal organization? The tables have now turned. She wants to give him a piece of his own medicine, so she sets foot to reveal everything — but everything has a price. She's been kidnapped, held captive, and threatened. By who? The billionaire she can see in magazines, television, and billboards! Who turns out to be the mafia underboss! The man whose sparkling diamond stud, scar cuts, tattoos, and dark suits can blind her. Instead of killing her, he offered to make her his doll. Someone he can dress up to flaunt, display, and play with. After all, he needs a wife to earn the respect of the other mafia boss. Without knowing how messy it could be, she went straight ahead and enjoyed the privileges of being the billionaire's doll. Pero doon lang ba nakabatay ang halaga niya? Sa karangyaan na kayang ipalasap ng binata? Will she remain cherished? Or will the billionaire throw her away when he's finished with her? Is that all she'll ever be? His doll?

In Kingdom where women and girls are thrust into a life of bondage to be used as pleasure dolls for men and rich folks who could afford to buy them, a young, innocent girl of fifteen, green in life finds herself looking toward this life, with horror stories of dolls echoing deep in her heart, leaving her green eyes wide with terror. Then fate strikes and she finds herself in the path of another, though in a different path, but shares the same fate. A life in bondage. She has been made one of the most powerful woman in the kingdom, not through her making, but by the greediness of a mother, and the ambition of a father. She is the twelfth wife of a cruel old King, who kills his wives without hesitancy at the failure to produce a male child. Their path intertwine at the wedding ceremony, indoctrinating the young black haired beauty into her new life. They were not looking for it, but love came knocking on their door. It is frowned upon, it is an abomination, if found out their lives is at stake, but these young women couldn’t resist the calling of their heart. Is love worth all the hell they would go through?

Tobias Ashford, the self made Billionaire, slept with Hazel Cameron, an unusual Stripper in a drunken night and now she was fixed on making him take responsibility for stealing her virginity.

Meine beste Freundin und ich heirateten in eine Top-wohlhabende Familie ein. Ich heiratete den älteren Bruder, einen genialen Arzt, und sie den jüngeren Bruder, einen kühlen CEO. Am Hochzeitstag verschwand Sven Lutz plötzlich, um seiner Traumfrau bei der Suche nach ihrem Hund zu helfen. Meine Großmutter erlitt aufgrund des Schocks einen Herzinfarkt, und ich bat ihn, zurückzukehren und sie zu retten. Er antwortete wütend: „Mia Schmidt, bist du verrückt? Du traust dich, deine einzige Verwandte zu verfluchen, nur um mich zurückzuholen? Quinnys Hund ist verschwunden, ich helfe ihr beim Suchen, und die Hochzeit kann jederzeit nachgeholt werden.“ An diesem Tag fand sie ihren Hund, aber ich verlor für immer meine Großmutter. Ich wurde ohnmächtig vor Weinen und als ich wieder aufwachte, fragte ich meine beste Freundin: „Vivian, ich werde mich scheiden lassen. Und du?“ Meine beste Freundin umarmte mich und weinte: „Ich will mich auch scheiden lassen!“ Die beiden Brüder der Familie Lutz erhielten die Scheidungsvereinbarungen und weinten vor Schmerz.

"When does a person die, when it stops breathing, when its heart stops beating?" "No a person dies the moment it looses hope, that's when u become an empty shell, a living doll when you have no more expectation from the world, where there are no feelings just emptiness" "Many people would think that immortality is a blessing little do they know that this is the cruellest curse someone can give you" ******** *creepy smile* " Oh Celea you really think that you will ever be able to live me" he was caressing her face, he looked like he was crazy... "what are you talking about?" " I'm saying that you will never be able to escape me, I won't let you go even if you love someone else, you are mine" " your hair belongs to me" touches her hair " your lips belong to me" touches her lips " the eyes that look at me with indifference belong to me" touches her eyes " your heart belongs to me..." his finger went down her neck to her heart, action wich made Celea look at where his finger's at. Claus than goes to her ear and whispers " your whole existence belongs to me Celea"

Nach sechs Jahren an Joels Seite landete Lyra im Krankenhaus – krank und ausgezehrt. Am Tag ihrer Entlassung hörte sie auf dem Flur etwas, das sie niemals hätte hören sollen. „Joel Fenwick, bist du völlig verrückt? Du hast Renee Lyras Knochenmark gegeben, ohne sie überhaupt zu fragen? Du wusstest, dass es um ihre Gesundheit miserabel stand, und hast ihr erzählt, es wäre nur ein Magenproblem – alles nur, damit sie ja zustimmt?“ Renee. Joels Jugendliebe. Das Mädchen, über das er nie hinweggekommen war. Lyra weinte nicht. Sie geriet nicht in Panik. Sie griff einfach zum Telefon, rief ihre Eltern im Ausland an und sagte Ja zu der arrangierten Ehe mit den Windsors.

Jayden and Jaden Bruno have been the bosses of The Falcons since they turned twenty. They're twin brothers who have nothing in common, they're popularly known as The Bruno brothers. The Falcons is the largest mafia empire in Mexico, ferocious and home of brutes. It's rare to see two bosses bossing over an empire but theirs is exceptional, along with their underground business, Jayden takes care of their family company in Italy. They fight daily, in fact almost every minute, but they make up as soon as they fight. Jayden is the gentle tiger while Jaden is the hotheaded lion. They're both different, but they love each other still. They take hostage of their enemy's daughter as payback. Jaden gradually falls for their enemy's daughter but stays ignorant.

Er hätte sich niemals in sie verlieben sollen. Jetzt würde er die Welt in Brand setzen, um sie zu beschützen. Diego De' Luca ist ein skrupelloser italienischer Mafia-Boss mit Blut an den Händen und vielen Feinden. Die ihm versprochene Braut ist geflohen, und ihre jüngere Schwester muss ihren Platz einnehmen. Isabella Ford ist unberührt, widerwillig, aber bestens vorbereitet. Sie verfolgt in De' Lucas Haus nur ein Ziel und muss es erreichen, selbst wenn sie dabei erwischt wird. ******* Seine gefühllosen Hände packten meine Arme und fixierten sie über meinem Kopf. „Du bist meine Frau, ich sollte wissen, wie du unter diesen scheußlichen Kleidern aussiehst.“ „Ich gebe dir fünf Sekunden, um dich auszuziehen, sonst reiße ich sie dir vom Leib.“

****Excerpt**** “You see yourself as ordinary,” he said softly. “But entire worlds have crumbled and come apart for far less than a woman of your beauty.” He pushed his horn further again, filling her another inch. Her flame flared white-hot behind her ribs. Begging, pleading, clawing. “That’s it, my little whore. You like that, don’t you?” he preened against the corner of her mouth. His voice hit her harder than the horn. Dirty, cruel, worshipful. The word whore sent heat spiralling down her spine, making her clench around the invasion. She hated the word. She loved how he said it. “Please…” She started. He squeezed her throat, cutting off the rest of her words. Her breath hitched violently at the pressure, but she surrendered to the feeling. “Unless you are about to beg me to fuck your ass harder with this horn, I don’t want to hear how you can’t take any more.” He growled, low and threatening. A wave of want crashed into her so hard she whimpered. Adelaide should have been scared. In a way, she was. It wasn’t fear that made her heart pound, it was the terrifying realisation that she wanted exactly what he demanded. She wanted to feel the thickness of his horn deep inside her, wanted the stretch, the pain, the pleasure. She wanted all of what she knew he could give her. She leaned her head back to run her tongue over the seam of his lips. “Fuck me harder.” She said softly, the words barely a whisper. They carried the desperation, surrender, hunger, devotion, need. Her voice trembled with the weight of what she was giving him. Of what she was asking him to do to her. He growled. The sound vibrated through her, deep and possessive.