Mad King

Sekuel #2 of TWINS D This is story about Daffa and Shine.. Daffa mengeram atas sentuhan Shine. Daffa menangkap tangan Shine yang membelai area sensitifnya. "Apa yang kau lakukan Shine?" "Aku menginginkanmu kak." Daffa menggelap, ia membalik posisi dan mengurung Shine di antara kedua l

Elara was ready to spend her life beside Darius, her mate, her Alpha, her home. But on their wedding night, he lost control — and she lost everything. Branded a traitor, cast out by the man she loved, Elara learned to live with a broken bond. Years later, fate brings them face to face again. Darius doesn’t remember her, but his wolf does. Now the truth is coming to light, and both must decide if love can survive the damage a curse began.

“I don’t care if I have to tear down every mafia family in the world. You are mine, and no one can take you away from me.” the Don said as he carved a crescent moon on her thigh. “All you have is a death wish, and I’ll kill you myself.” she said as she clenched her teeth and ignored the burning pain from the way the man carved the shape on her skin. In a world where two souls are fated to mate, what would you do if your reason to live is the same reason to die? Will burning desire and fate be enough?

Through tear-blurred vision, she saw a figure emerge—a man walking toward her, the fire parting in his wake. His eyes and claws gleamed gold in the firelight, and black and gilded scales covered his face and body, reminiscent of a serpent. But something more specific hovered at the tip of her tongue. His beastly form slowly faded, leaving a beautiful man with warm skin and firm flesh behind. “Help me,” she croaked. “I don't remember…” “Anything?” the stranger asked, his voice deep and ominous. “Only my name. Araheen,” she whispered, her lips trembling.“What happened to me? What is this place?” “You fell behind the Mad End's Wall.” A shadow of a smile crossed the stranger's lips, though it was far from reassuring. Before she could dwell on it, he slid his powerful arms beneath her, lifting her effortlessly as though she weighed nothing at all. “Who are you?” she asked, feeling small in his grasp. He studied her with an enigmatic gaze before replying, I'm Gildeon.” A pause.“Your husband.”

Being the first Omega born to an Alpha family in five centuries definitely put a target on Noreen. Everyone wanted her for her powers, for what she can do, and most importantly, for her immortality. After the hunters abducted her sister, her mate disappeared, and her family threw her out. Noreen was on a mission to find her whilst in hiding. Two years later, whilst taking refuge in brothel, she accidentally killed the Alpha of the pack to protect her dignity and was about to face the repercussions when Elion, the most powerful Lycan King appeared and bought with her with many things in mind, including being his breeder and satisfying his needs. It didn't help that he was her second chance mate because he'd swore to end her and he'd rather kiss the dust than accept the bond, yet he wouldn't let anyone else lay claim to her, not even his half brother who accidentally happens to be her mate too.

Think you love someone from your heart. You can do anything to for the person you love. But she or he is not ready to accept u and your love.. What will happen then?Meet Aadhya sengupta... A girl not beautiful at all by looks but has heart of gold, she is introvert, has no sense of make up or dressing. She is 19 years old but she is different from the girls in her age.. She has a passion for writing... She write stories or I say write her dreams.. Yes you hear it right.. But what will happen when this not so beautiful girl slapped a Millionaire who will not let her go in any cost for taking his revenge by marry her? Meet... Veer Roy who is a millionaire. He can get any girl he want but what happens when he marry the girl who slapped him for taking his revenge? Is this the only reason behind his marriage with Aadhya or here is something he is hiding? So join the journey of love, hate, misunderstanding and secrets.Let's join the journey of Aadhya and her husband veer to know more read the story.....

My son, Jasper Cole, won the gold prize in an art competition. When I took off my apron and rushed to the award ceremony, I found that the painting titled 'Mother' was not of me but Maeve Leighton, my husband's secretary. Maeve pretended to be troubled as she told my son, "Your mom will be sad when she sees this painting." However, Jasper was unperturbed. "What does her sadness have to do with me? She's an ordinary-looking and incompetent housewife, always nagging me about what I can and can’t do. She's too strict with me. It's annoying! Maeve, I wish you were my mother. My dad doesn't like my mom at all. He's only happy when he's with you. He's only with my mom because he feels obligated." My heart broke at that moment. Since he no longer wanted me as his mother, it was pointless for me to stay. I called my dad. "Dad, I want to go home. Can you pick me up?" My dad could not believe it. He answered after a long pause, "Of course. I'll come pick up my brilliant daughter in three days."

On my birthday, one of my husband’s subordinates leaned close to him and whispered in Russian, “Sasha has a surprise prepared for you tonight.” My husband smiled at me as he finished cutting my cake. Then, in the same language, he replied, “She has quite a few tricks in bed. I’ll see her later. “Just don’t let Madam find out, or I’m afraid I’ll get thrown out.” Everyone around laughed and assured keep it quiet. None of them knew that I’d been fluent in multiple languages since I was a child. What they also didn’t know was that I’d found the hidden phone he kept in the false drawer, where all the filthy videos of him and Sasha were saved. I didn’t confront him. Instead, I contacted a few remaining connections in the Vegas and had them prepare a new identity for me. In three days, Claire Vega would no longer exist, and he would never have me again.

Closing the door shut, I exhaled lowly and turned around to make a dash into the room when my eyes met with a pair of raging fireballs glaring into my soul. How come he is here? I made sure to lock the door. “And you think that a wooden door is strong enough to prevent me from meeting my mate?” He answered my unsaid question, his tone strident and laced with pure rage making me cower back. But still, I mustered up courage and shot him a defiant look. “And I made it clear to you that I don’t accept you as my mate,” I spoke confidently while looking straight into his eyes. My breath hitched when I noticed his eyes darkening. He was clearly pissed by my protest but I stood my ground. Taking a deep breath I continued, “Listen, I can’t be with you nor with anyone. What happened that night was just a mistake and I never accepted you so stop harassing me and just leave-“ Before I could complete it, my neck was grabbed in a vice grip as I was pinned against the door. I quickly shielded my belly with my arms dreading he would hurt my children. But irrespective of my fear-stricken face, he leaned dangerously closer to my face and flashed me a diabolical smirk that dripped with menace. “I think I made it clear to you last night Ms. Evans. I had never asked for your consent in the first place so you… don't really have a choice. ‘Cause once you enter Xavier’s maze, there is no going back, Grace.”

*This is an erotic standalone story about a girl and her father’s best friend. Content/Trigger warning!!: Extremely graphic, explicit, dark and lustful erotic content. My male lead is weird and unhinged hehe “Your cock is so delicious, Doctor. Will you please put it in my pussy?” ******* To keep her safe from her mafia father’s enemies, Madelaine is hidden away in a secluded cabin in the woods with the one man she should never want—her father’s best friend. Forced proximity quickly turns into a dangerous game of boundaries neither of them can respect. After all, Madelaine will be returning to London at the end of the summer… right? So maybe they can just fuck the heat off and pretend it means nothing. But this dangerous game soon turns into something far worse, a burning, toxic obsession that threatens to destroy everything.