Kurama Full Body

Sava, A girl who can remember past of someone was destined to visit the drion masion along with her brat friends. Drion mansion is the house where the quint and old piano was hiden, with a full mystery. But they were happened to trap there.

Fate and destiny can be cruel when you wake up with no memory in a full body cast and bandages covering your face not knowing why, is the scariest thing you'd go through. Not knowing how or where you will live, is family or anyone looking for you is even scarier. I thought I had already experienced the scariest things a young girl can, but how wrong could I be. Finding out that my "accident," was really someone trying to kill me, I'm not only a werewolf (mind blown) but a witch as well. I also have a fated mate, an Alpha Michael who I don't remember, and a destined mate Alpha Drake who I've not met and is stalking the only people that helped me. The wolf that tried to kill me is from Alpha Michael's pack and he hasn't found out who yet. I'll be 18 in a few weeks and shift into a werewolf. I meet my fated mate who accepts my new face and me wholeheartedly and agrees to help me during my first shift. A night that should be filled with joy, turns into a nightmare when not only does the person who tried to kill me, try again, my destined mate appears and abducts me and takes me to his territory. My world is again filled with the unknown, having a brief memory of a man that is obviously enamored with you and abducted by a man that is cold and heartless, demanding I submit to his marking and mating me to produce an heir and become the Luna of his pack is the scariest thing ever. Can I make the right choice between what is fated to me or destined? Will I be the same girl I once was?

“I’m s-sorry,” Katiya moaned, her body vibrating due to the intensity of the vibrator he was using on her. “You seem to like being punished, Katiya,” he groaned, using his cock to tease her red, moist and slippery pussy, not removing the vibrator from her clit. “Alex please,” Katiya's begs came as a satisfying moan to his ears, as she struggled against the rod she was cuffed to. “Tell me, love. You want my cock?” “Hmm,” she whimpered, silently praying for him to put it in already. “As you wish, baby girl,” he groaned, thrusting his full length and girth in, very very slowly, making her realize this was not for her pleasure but her punishment for not carrying out his orders. “Such a beautiful, sexy, tight, sweet, wet, disobedient little girl…” ******** Katiya's life is turned upside down when her father falls into a coma, and her wicked step-family throws her and her father away. Desperate to save her father's life and somehow live a better life, she enters into a contractual friends-with-benefits relationship with the guy who deflowered and gave her, her first orgasm, Alexander Brown. However, things take a turn when she breaks his first most important rule. Alexander believes she did it on purpose and ends everything with her hereby chasing her away from his side and country. That's not all, when he decides to take her back, things get worse when he realizes she's connected to an event in his past, an event that haunts him to date. Will she be able to live happily with her lover or will the past push them further away?

Contains Mature Language! •••PROLOGUE••• She was light He was dark She was Sweet He was Stubborn She was innocent Flower He was Thorn In Flower She was full of Positivity He was all about Darkness And HE WAS DOMINANT SHE WAS SUBMISSIVE ______________________ "I said don't come near me!" She said while slipping back in fear on the deserted road in the dead of night holding her lehenga. "I will!! You can't stop me!" He was slowly moving closer to her in a menacing tone. "What do you want? Why don't you leave me?" "I want you, Only You!" Saying this he grabbed the girl's arms with a jerk and pressed her body to his hard body. She was looking at him with fear and tears in her eyes. "Please don't do it!" She pleaded softly. "Sweetheart! I have not done anything yet! And if I do, you will not be able to do anything" Saying that in one stroke, that person hanged that girl on his shoulder like a sack. She yearned to get rid of him but to no avail. The man almost slammed the girl on the bonnet of his car parked in the middle of the empty road and held her wrist with one hand and held her above his head. He put his entire weight on her and came close to her face and caressing her soft lips with the thumb of his other hand, said "Beautiful faces looks even more beautiful in agony of anger.... like you" And as soon as he said this, he pressed his hard lips on the soft lips like petals of that girl, due to which the girl sobbed. ___________________ Want to know further? So Start reading it. It have mature elements so read it at your own Risk.

Few days to the term closure, something spread throughout the school like wildfire. The Janitor's body had been found behind the seniors' classroom. That Friday evening when a junior found the Janitor's body, Jason Joe, the only different kid in Baronville highschool, had been around the crime scene before other students arrived. Everyone has a suspect. They know the suspect is watching even though they think it's not Jason Joe. It can never be Jason Joe. Jason Joe would never kill his guardian — the janitor. What if it was somebody else? What if it was some faceless being?

She is mine, now. Whether she wants it or not, she belongs to me. "Please... let her go. She is an orphan, have pity on her..." These words resonate in the room, a fragile plea against the unyielding will of a man. But Ariane is not a mere victim. She is a force of nature, a young woman with burning courage, who refuses to bend before anyone, not even before Auracio Ferrari. Auracio. That name makes every soul in the city shudder. A mafia boss, a man with a glacial gaze and undeniable power, whose mere presence commands silence and fear. Yet, in front of Ariane, he falters. She, with her disarming boldness, her eyes full of fire and defiance, does not tremble. She does not flee. She does not submit. She does not yield. No one has ever dared to resist Auracio Ferrari like she does. No one has ever destabilized him to the point of losing his composure and control. He wants her. Not out of simple desire, but from a burning obsession, a visceral need to possess what he cannot have. Ariane will become his. No matter the price to pay, no matter the pain, no matter the time. She belongs to him, body and soul, to him alone. He is ready to do anything for her. To destroy anyone who dares to lay eyes on her, to crush any threat, to break any attempt at escape. "I will kill anyone who shows interest in her." These words are a cruel warning, a promise of blood and fire. Because Ariane is no longer a mere woman. She has become his empire, his weakness and his strength, his hell and ... The fight for her freedom is just beginning..but one thing is certain: she is his, now.

Abandoned as a newborn on the edge of rogue territory, the female lead never knew a mother’s touch or a father's protection. She was raised among outcasts—rogues feared and despised by the werewolf packs. Though life was brutal, it was all she knew. Despite their coldness, she learned to survive, hunting like a shadow and fighting with a ferocity that belied her soft features. But one truth haunted her every breath: at nineteen, she still hadn’t shifted. No wolf. No bond. No howl. To the rogues, she became an oddity. An embarrassment. A burden. Whispers turned into suspicion. Some claimed she was cursed. Others swore she was human. But her instincts screamed otherwise—especially under a full moon, when her body trembled and her veins burned with an unknown power. Everything unraveled when a visiting beta from a powerful pack, known for his cruelty, sensed a faint bond and tried to claim her. When she rejected him publicly, his pride cracked. In revenge, he spun a web of lies, calling her a witch, a traitor, a danger to everyone around her. Without a trial, the rogues chose exile. But they didn’t stop there. To appease the packs and protect their own hides, they sold her. Chained like an animal and dragged into the world beyond the rogue borders, she was labeled a slave, her identity erased. She was passed from master to master; beaten, starved, and silenced. Yet something inside her refused to break. With every insult, every chain, her soul burned hotter. Stronger. And then, one night, in the deepest hour of despair, her wolf howled. The world will regret what it did to her. Because she is no mere rogue… She is the Luna fate forgot and the one destiny has been waiting for.

At the age of twenty, I mated to my father's best friend, Lucian, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack despite our age difference. He was eight years older than me and was known in the pack as the cold-hearted King of Hell. He was ruthless in the pack and never got close to any she-wolves, but he was extremely gentle and sweet towards me. He would buy me the priceless Fangborn necklace the next day just because I casually said, "It looks good." When I curled up in bed in pain during my period, he would put aside Alpha councils and personally make pain suppressant for me, coaxing me to drink spoonful by spoonful. He would hug me tight when we mated, calling me "sweetheart" in a low and hoarse voice. He claimed I was so alluring that my body had him utterly addicted as if every curve were a narcotic he couldn't quit. He even named his most valuable antique Stormwolf Armour "For Elise". For years, I had believed it was to commemorate the melody I had played at the piano on our first encounter—the very tune that had sparked our love story. Until that day, I found an old photo album in his study. The album was full of photos of the same she-wolf. You wouldn’t believe this, but we looked like twin sisters! The she-wolf in one of the photos was playing the piano and smiling brightly. The back of the photo said, "For Elise." ... After discovering the truth, I immediately drafted a severance agreement to sever our mate bond. Since Lucian only cared about Elise, no way in hell I would be your Luna Alice anymore.

Cynthia Perin is a 19-year-old art teacher.She is kidnapped by mysterious people and held in a cage in a villa as she walks home from school after class. When Cynthia wakes up, she discovers that her abductor is Carlo Ricci, a wandering young fool she once took in.Carlo regains all his memories and his identity as the head of Mafia North. He turns back into a man full of danger. Carlo takes advantage of his drunkenness to have forced sex with Cynthia in his cage. He violently takes Cynthia's first time. Carlo hates Cynthia for treating him like an abandoned dog and abandoning him at will. He had loved his master-Cynthia Perin so faithfully. Now it's his turn to trap her in the prison of his possessiveness and torture her... And Cynthia is planning to inform Antonio, her former crush, to come to her rescue ...... "I can't give you the freedom to leave with another man! That's my bottom line Cynthia. leave me and I'll kill him!" ...... "No! Don't touch there!" Cynthia shrieked, it was the secret garden in the deepest part of her body.Cynthia could not struggle out of his grip, fear and terror taking over inside. Her sensitive body trembled uncontrollably beneath him. "Cynthia you ARE mine!!!" Carlo muttered in a drunken slur, but his hands kept moving. The warm touch enveloped his icy heart tightly.It was as if this was the only way he could gain what little security he had left. Dangerous lust burns beneath their bellies and the sound of the gang betraying gunfire seems surrounds Carlo. It didn't matter, as long as Cynthia was entirely under his control. It didn't matter...it didn't matter...

*Sequel of The Lycan King* Read The Lycan King first for better understanding of this book. "It wasn't your motive to hurt me?" She rasped, her voice low but rough, like it hurt her to speak. And then she went silent to gather her strength, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she breathed hard. "It wasn't your motive to hurt me?" She repeated, her voice loud and hard. "Don't lie to me! That's exactly what you wanted!" She screamed, her eyes wild. "You want to hurt me. You always hurt me. Always." My body vibrated with anger. She thought that! And why wouldn't she? It's true. I hurt her. That's all I do. That's what I'm good at. That's what she expects of me. So that's what she is going to get. "You must be a sick masochist then. Since you always come back begging for more." I pushed myself off the wall and walked out.Adrik is still alive and eating at Nikolai's conscience. Will Nikolai be able to kill him or will he lose? Ava's wolf is getting weaker. What does that imply? Will Avalyn and Nikolai still be as strong as ever or will their will to do the right thing and thirst to get revenge get in the way? Will a third or fourth person get added to the mix? Is their love strong enough to withstand anything thrown their way? Nikolai said in the beginning that he wasn't sure if Avalyn was his mate, is she really? What does it mean that Nikolai needs to grow into himself? Are they meant to be together? Will they get a happy ending? Read The Faye Queen to find out. The sequel is full of action, drama, revelations, betrayal, heartbreak and of course, romance.