Martial Gods Space

It all started with the bet he made with his friends, he thought it was going to be like others but little did he know that this particular bet would change everything about him forever. Meet Liam Parker, every lady's dream man. He's hot, rich powerful and have different whores at his beck and call. He has tasted almost every girl in school well except one particular nerd and they're in the same class of course. Meet Aubrey Connor, the pretty gentle nerd that no one associates with because they think she's poor and not up to their class. She dresses like a nerd to school but her parents aren't really poor, just that she doesn't want attention or popularity. But what happens when she becomes a victim of the bet among the popular and hottest guys in school, she definitely isn't the first person to fall into their trap but will her case be different or is it just going to be like the other bets in the past?Min Seok is a transfer student also in disguise like Aubrey. Can he and Aubrey be involved together?What if it becomes a love triangle where Aubrey is stuck between two demi gods and is really confused about what to do? Find out what happens in this interesting and intriguing story.TBC....... ️ Tricia

"Doesn't it bother you?" I blurted out right there and then, having been asking myself that question since the night we slept together. I was curious, but I'd been obviously avoiding him. "What? That you're the heir to the Siren-" "That I'm trans," I said. I could care less about what he think of me being a Sirenio by blood. "T-That I'm a trans...man," "Does it bother you that I'm bisexual?" he asked me. I hadn't expected that response. Not when I'm having mixed feelings about all of this. "Does it?" he probed, closing what's left of the space between. His scent and warmth envelopes me as I'm caged between him and the sink. I shook my head. "Use your words, Miles," he said running his finger over my bottom lip. I shuddered at the sensation it brought to my body. "You were so good with those, that night," I sucked in a sharp breath. I looked away, and his touch disappeared immediately. "It was a mistake," I whispered, my heart racing. "What...happened was a-" "I don't do mistakes, Miles," Mr Stark said guiding my eyes back to his. "You should know that by now," I let out a shaky breath when his thumb found my bottom lip again. "Does it bother you that I want to fuck you right now?"

La septième année de son mariage, Évelyne Lavigne a découvert que son mari avait un fils de six ans. Ce jour-là, cachée derrière le toboggan de la maternelle, elle a observé Martial Thiers se pencher pour prendre dans ses bras un petit garçon joueur : « Papa, ça fait tellement longtemps que tu n'es pas venu me voir ! » « Noah, je suis désolé. Le travail a été intense. Sois sage et écoute bien ta maman, d'accord ? » Ces mots l'ont foudroyée sur place, son esprit est devenu soudainement vide. Devant elle, les deux silhouettes, l'une grande, l'autre petite, avec leurs visages étrangement similaires, lui criaient la vérité : l'homme qui lui avait juré un amour éternel l'avait trahie depuis des années ! Pourtant, ils avaient grandi ensemble, s'aimant depuis l'enfance. Elle s'est souvenue comment elle avait pris un coup de couteau pour le sauver, perdant leur enfant à naître… et jusqu'à sa propre fertilité... À l'époque, agenouillé à son chevet, les yeux rougis, il lui avait juré : « Je me moque des enfants ! Toi, et seulement toi, es ce qui compte pour moi ! » Sa voix tremblante résonnait encore dans sa mémoire, mais maintenant, cette scène réduisait tous ces serments en poussière !

Hana I was never meant to be a free soul that could drift through the world with no responsibilities. I was born into the world as the heir to the Shadowlands, a witch and the granddaughter of the High Witch. One day, the High Witch sent me on a mission. It was only supposed to be a simple task, and I knew it was a test. But then he found me, or maybe I found him. Cael. A wolf shifter, eyes like ice, and my soul sang out to him. I know that being around him, and the way my magic hummed. I knew what he was; he was dangerous. Cael I came into this city with blood on my hands, revenge carved into my bones, as old as time. I swore I had only one goal, and that was it. Not power, not money, and most of all not love. But fate played a cruel game. The witches I loathe and see as a means to an end; the second most powerful witch to set foot on this planet is my mate. Hana is a temptation who has the mouth of a sailor and the body of a goddess. To claim her is a risk that I will have to take, while fighting this world for a deep-rooted revenge. Together Their bond is a curse yet fated by the Moon Goddess herself. Every stolen touch burns like coals deep and powerful. Every denial and space only pulls them together. As a rebellion simmers in the dark, and ancient enemies who longed to be awakened, stir in their slumber. Hana and Cael are brought together and have to decide: Will they seek revenge, love, or will they burn the world on fire, and make it crumble at their feet?

They say find your mate but what if Mate is nothing but a Lie, It's nothing but a bond called by many but believed by few. David Andrew a True Blood with unrestraint powers and a kindest heart. He doesn’t bark about his higher rank In front of every low rank wolf. David has a very mysterious life, no one actually knows him not even his parents. He tries to help each and every person as much as he can, he is the kindest beast. David hates only one thing “MATES”. Alex Marshal is a True Omega, the weakest of all but a pure embodiment of sin. He is an orphan, hungry for love. Being deprived of Parents at a very young age made him strong yet weak. He thinks his Mate will love him and will fill the blank space that is left because of love he never had. He belongs to the rank that should be handled with a lot more care even being worshiped but he had a harsh life. He only hates one thing that are Horny Alpha’s who can’t control themselves. What will be the story of those rare species when destiny announce them as a destined Mates? "I DAVID ANDREW......" "No p-please......David p-please......" "I DAVID ANDREW REJECT YOU ALEX....." "No please D-David.... just one chance.... just listen to me please" contains: Angst Rejection Dominant Alpha Revenge Regret Broken

“It’s fine,” the stranger said to Anna. “You can go home and cry over your ex, or you can come with me.” Anna swallowed. Her heart thudded hard in her chest. “I’m not asking for anything you don’t want,” he added. “But if you want to stop thinking about him, I’ll help you do that.” “Okay,” she replied. The stranger moved closer to Anna, slow but sure, closing the space between them. His hand came up, firm and unhurried, gripping her jaw. His fingers were warm, slightly calloused. He tilted her face up, making her look at him. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, voice low and commanding. Anna swallowed, her pulse racing as she replied. “Yes. I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget about my dickhead of a fiancé.” *************************************** Anna Hawkins was never meant to fall into the arms of a stranger. But after walking in on her fiancé having sex with her best friend, pain dragged her into the shadows of a nightclub and into the arms of a man with cold eyes, inked skin, and a body that ruined her. Their night was supposed to mean nothing. But unforeseen circumstances throw Anna into a brutal world of power, crime, and possession. She’s no longer just heartbroken. She’s owned. And the most dangerous part? She doesn’t know how to escape.

I loved Adriano Ferraro—yeah, that Don—for five freaking years. He wasn't just my fiancé; he was my anchor in a world where loyalty got tested, and weakness got you killed. We had it all mapped out—dreams, plans, a future we actually thought we owned. Until I lost our baby. I reached for him, shaking, desperate for anything. But comfort never came. Instead, it was her. His stepsister, propped up. "Don't buy her act. She's just fishing for attention—again." That snake smiled like she just won a prize for emotional torture, dripping venom while fanning the flames. And Adriano? He bought it. He turned away. In that moment, it hit me—I wasn't just grieving. I was completely alone. The kid I carried, the future I built in my head? Gone. And so was I. I walked out. On him. On the Ferraro Family I was stupid enough to think I could belong to. All I left behind was silence. Empty space where we used to be. Now Adriano's drowning in regret, but it's too damn late. The life we should've had, the love we should've built? Dust. And her? The stepsister who ruined it all? She's paying for every lie.

My husband's first love was scalded by boiling water. To punish me, he forced me into a customized steamer half my height, turned the heat to its highest setting, and sealed me inside. "I'll make you feel the pain Jessica suffered a thousand times over!" Trapped in the suffocating space, my breath came in ragged gasps. Heat seared my skin, and my body felt as though it would melt. I sobbed, begging him for mercy. "Please! I'm going to die!" But he didn't look back. Holding his beloved in his arms, he walked away. He even locked the door after he left the room. "Don't worry, you won't die. This is the only way you'll understand Jessica's pain." Despair swallowed me whole. I screamed, my voice raw, but the boiling water beneath me splashed up, scalding my skin, stealing even the strength to cry. He left the country with Jessica that same night. A week passed before he finally remembered my existence. "That wretched woman must have learned her lesson by now. Let her out." What he didn't know was that the water had long since boiled away, the heat had faded, and inside the steamer, my corpse lay rotting—swarmed with maggots.

Rosalie Maxwell is the breadwinner of her ungrateful family. She does everything she can for them, pays medical bills, electricity and tends to all their needs even though they've never appreciated her. The only reason she looks forward to the daily visits to her parents house is because of her grandmother, the woman who did a better job at raising her and her brother than their own mother. Taking care of her family, taking their constant ungrateful treatments, and the insults has become a normal routine for Rosalie. But one day her whole life is up in shambles when her beloved grandmother goes missing. When Rosalie finds out that her, Grandma Mary has Alzheimer's which makes Rosalie all the more scared about what may happen to her. She has nowhere to run to. So, she goes to the only person she thinks can help her. Her boss, and the man that seems to inherit space in all of her wet dreams, Nicholas Sinclair. Philanthropist, Most handsome man three times in a row on the cover of Rayview Magazine. Rosalie is ready to do anything if it means getting her grandmother back. She'll take on extra hours, whatever it takes! But what happens when Mr Sinclair wants something far different from extra hours at work? What will she do when her boss tells her what he wants? He wants, Rosie.

The year is 2304 and war has ravaged the world, leaving scattered communities. Keira, a headstrong 25-year-old, has joined the Eagle tribe with the goal of making a difference. Their primary mission is to take back Meraki, a planet that was intended only for the wealthy and privileged. For the past 50 years, raiders seeking riches have taken over Meraki and severed all communication. The Eagle tribe, trained by old war heroes, has been selected to assess the situation and is actively searching for scattered pieces of a space shuttle that was used to travel to Meraki. Keira is one of the few women who joined the force, as most women help out with daily necessities. She has no interest in marriage, but she can't help but react whenever Josh is nearby. Josh, newly appointed as second in command, has a string of women eagerly throwing hints of marriage, and he would stop at nothing to make them sway. His piercing green eyes, sun-kissed blonde hair, dashing dimples, and ripped physique due to excessive training would contribute to the madness. As fate would have it, she found herself crossing paths with Caleb - a master of manipulation with a dashing demeanor. Despite his apparent immunity to emotion, he exuded a commanding presence that was both cold and alluring. There was something dark and mysterious about him that drew her in, and she couldn't help but feel like he had a way of penetrating her guarded thoughts. Meraki is a place for dreams, a meaning to a better future, or maybe where dreams are now scattered by the selfish traits of men for self-gain.