Novel & Cerita Lady Tremaine Doll

I was born into hardship, but my beauty led to my adoption by the Maddox family. When I was 18, they brought home two boys. Dustin Holland, a piano prodigy, quickly bonded with my sister, who was the darling of our social circle. Nathan Holland remained in the shadows. He didn't like to talk, laugh, or even show the normal emotional fluctuations of a person. His stubborn, wooden gaze was like that of an abandoned stray dog. Diagnosed with emotional detachment disorder, he became my project. I vowed to heal him. He locked me in a dark room, scarred my face with a branch, and encased my favorite doll in plaster. I forgave it all, thinking he was just traumatized. The elite in the circle mocked us, urging me to abandon him, but I kissed him publicly, declaring, "I love Nathan. Anyone who hurts him will pay." Then a fire tore through our home. Nathan stepped over my broken body to save my sister, his eyes wet with rare tears. Turned out, his disorder had a cure. It was just not me. Reborn on the day they arrived, I looked at the taciturn boy and sneered, "Dad, must we take in every stray?"

DARK ROMANCE! "I-I love him," she stammered, shivering under his intense gaze. But his whisper sent shivers down her spine. "But I love you," he said, his smirk hinting at a dark intention that left her numb. "Leave me! I'm not yours!" she protested, her brown eyes wide with fear, shock, and sadness. Yet, her sparkling tears only drew him in. He leaned in closer, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch a mix of tenderness and menace. "How can I, kitten, when you're already mine? Trapped with me, sinfully," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. Her throat constricted in fear as she realized escape was impossible. But his next words crushed her world. "Punishment time, kitten," he growled, his voice dripping with lust and obsession. His dark eyes seemed to devour her, leaving her knees weak. A lone tear escaped her eye as she realized she was trapped. He would cage her, sinfully. She was a bright doll, but his darkness shattered her hopes. She was a vast ocean, and he was a pirate who'd found his treasure in her - a treasure he'd claim by any means. @2024darkoceanfics

A bond mysteriously formed. Or was it tampered with? After a promise of a new mate to Connor, he suddenly felt like he was sharing the bond of the pack with someone but he did not pay attention to it as he did not want to have high hopes after the pain he went through for losing his mate, Anna. But then a strange lady comes to his pack, claiming him as her mate. He was uncertain about accepting her. One thing he did not know is that he had just opened his pack to vipers. They slowly crawled their way in and a predestined lady who was promised and destined to fight for them comes to light. How does the trail of Pain and sorrow drive in between Connor's fate for a mate?

"What sort of bunny do you want for your woman?" she asked, focused on her laptop when his hot voice lingered in her ears, forcing her to raise her eyes, "Maybe I should forget about her... after all, the lady sitting in front of me right now is more valuable."She is the kind of lady no man could resist but she holds some grudges from her past... the past no one knows about.What if she is still in love with her ex, the son of the enemy from her father's time?The man who is deeply in love with her and is ready to forgive her for the mistakes she made when she was in college.The enmity which was to be carried from generations to generations will now be converted into a love... matrimony.

Clarence, the Vampire Prince, fell for me the moment he laid eyes on me. And I fell for him just as hard, just as hopelessly. I accepted his Embrace. The whole dark world knew he loved me more than life itself. He branded the rune of our blood bond directly over his heart. That lasted five centuries. Then I got the video from his new blood doll—a human stripper named Seraphina. She was sprawled naked in his lap, fresh bite marks dotting her throat. Using her own blood, she’d painted a crude sigil right beside the sacred rune meant only for me. And my mate had let her. “Clarence says my young blood is the only thing that makes him feel alive anymore,” she purred. “He says you’re a dead fish in bed, darling Molly. Time for the new generation to take over.” I didn't bother to reply. My fingers were steady as I contacted an ancient witch. “I need a glamour,” I said, my voice even and low. “A perfect human shell. One that will hide everything—my scent, my trail. All of it.”

He’s my tormentor. My captor. He shatters my joy, stripping away my freedom, and despite being my brother, his desires are anything but familial. Axe’s obsession with me is relentless, and I’m his perfect prey—his doll, his bird in a cage. Imagine being ensnared by someone who craves you beyond reason, leaving you no choice but to surrender. Trapped in a world where leaving feels impossible, but staying hurts too much, Bridgette knows this agony all too well. Her brother, Axe, is consumed by his need to possess her, bending her will to his every whim, never letting her slip from his grasp. As Axe tightens his control, Bridgette’s life becomes a series of desperate attempts to break free. But his love is like a wound that won’t heal, an obsession that burrows deeper with each passing day. Can Bridgette escape this suffocating love, or will she be forever bound by the dark desires of the one person she should trust most? Discover the harrowing story of a love twisted beyond recognition, where escape seems like a dream and surrender feels like the only option.

I call it twist of fate.. It might happen for the good of someone or unfortunate in some way. After all, their story is no different from each other. Keisha and Katherine, the two were intentionally switched at birth. Keisha, beautiful, simple and hard-working young lady, who grew up from a low class family near the fishport. She spent all her life fishing and taking care of her family. Katherine, beautiful, but arrogant and spoiled Lady with a lavishing lifestyle. She grew up in a big city with her wealthiest parents. They made sure she luck nothing. But Destiny played it's role. The Two ladies crossed paths. Unfortunately, they fell in love with the same man. Handsome and most influential young president of WS Co-operation. Read more as their identity is revealed and the unfortunate happen.

[ Warning: It has violence, killings and 18+ erotica theme] Getting into an intimate relationship was not my choice, but when I saw him, I lost myself. Bella Diór was a carefree, young, beautiful, impatient, and playgirl who couldn't open her heart to any man. As the only daughter of Choelob Chairman, her greatest fear was that men pursue her because of her father's wealth. Her insatiable desire was fueled by a string of disappointments in her personal life. Desires included being tied up and used as a rag doll by a dominant man. Bella Diór's wildest fantasies came true in the form of a handsome man, thanks to an unexpected turn of events. Caspar Mcadam, 28 years old, the richest man in the world, met Bella in a nightclub . Young, brilliant, powerful, and with billions in his pockets, he is more than the proper gentleman he appears to be, concealing a dark personality reserved solely for bedroom exhortation. This man became Bella Diór's obsession, and she falls head over heels in love with this most dangerous man. Fascinated and tempted by each other's desires, their relationship grew into an obsession. There was also a brutal truth about Bella's relationship with Caspar. To learn more about their enticing temptation, read further.

The only audible sounds for the next few minutes were the platters of rain against the window and our heavy breathing. I saw him walk his naked ass to the bedside drawer, returning with a document in his hands. "What's this?", I questioned as I reluctantly took it from him. "A contract you need to sign to live." I grew silent as I read through the document. "If you sign that, you're going to be mine and mine alone. I'm going to have you whenever I want, and do with you whatever I please. In return, your father gets to live." *** Sofia's miserable life even darker when she is forced to be the payment for her father's debt to the most ruthless Mafia Lord in the city. Enzo had just one taste of her from a one night stand, and now he can't get her off his head. To keep her close he makes her sign a contract - BE MY SEX DOLL, AND IN RETURN, YOUR FATHER GETS TO LIVE. How long will the lustful contract hold? How will Sofia survive when she's suddenly exposed to the dark rollercoaster of Enzo's underworld? Will she keep being his private prostitute, or will there ever be an unlikely spark of love and desire?

Willow Warma was known to be a well-behaved lady in the circle of socialites. The wildest thing she had ever done was dating her brother’s rival for three years behind his back and letting him take countless intimate videos of her.