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"This is my chance!", I thought. I snatched the sword from the guards hand and held my sharp blade to Prince Aven's neck. "Well... What are you waiting for", he spoke calmly. My hands began to shake with my eyesight becoming blured and overlapping voices filled the silence in my head. "Do it!", he yelled. I zoned out, Aven had grabbed my sword and laid on top of me. He slowly entangled his fingers into mine, looking at me with anger in his eyes. Then in one fast motion "Crack!" I let out a blood-curdling cry, as I felt all the pain in one broken finger. "Say you love me and maybe I'll stop". -Summary: Aven, Prince and Future king of a corrupt monarchy and society begins having a dream of a strange woman who must complete the prophecy of concieving the perfect heir. In Aven's eyes his country is perfect but in the eyes of woman who holds the entire fate of the country on her back (Letharia) it's pure evil. Aven is infatuated with her and seizes his opportunity to have her during one faithful encounter.

"Are you still afraid of me Medusa?" His deep voice send shivers down my spine like always. He's too close for me to ignore. Why is he doing this? He's not supposed to act this way. What the hell? Better to be straight forward Med! I gulped down the lump formed in my throat and spoke with my stern voice trying to be confident. "Yes, I'm scared of you, more than you can even imagine." All my confidence faded away within an instant as his soft chuckle replaced the silence. Jerking me forward into his arms he leaned forward to whisper into my ear. "I will kiss you, hug you and bang you so hard that you will only remember my name to sa-, moan. You will see me around a lot baby, get ready your therapy session to get rid off your fear starts now." He whispered in his deep husky voice and winked before leaving me alone dumbfounded. Is this how your death flirts with you to Fuck your life!? There's only one thing running through my mind. Lifting my head up in a swift motion and glaring at the sky, I yelled with all my strength. "FUC* YOU AUTHOR!" ~~~~~~~~~ What if you wished for transmigating into a Novel just for fun, and it turns out to be true. You transimigated but as a Villaness who died in the end. A death which is lonely, despicable and pathetic. Join the journey of Kiara who Mistakenly transmigates into a Novel. Will she succeed in surviving or will she die as per her fate in the book. This story is a pure fiction and is based on my own imagination.

"I-I have to go.."| stuttured. "No you don't, you know how much you mean to me Bri how can I let you go?" He looked at me pleadingly with those beautiful orbs which always got me mesmerized "I don't trust anyone after what Jax did, I-I can't trust you Heinrich, I am scared" I replied not totally believing what I just said. I start to turn around to exit the room but he grabs my wrist suddenly as he pulls me flush against him. You are the only girl I have and will ever love, you make me feel things I have never felt before, i am incomplete without you Bri and I love you more than you could ever imagine,I am not and will never be like Jax. He states in a rush which leaves him breathless. I gaze at him unable to utter a single word. There was so much sincerity in his tone and I can't deny it. My eyes wander to his lips and in a swift motion I crash my lips against his. Enjoy the journey of love, drama and let's not forget the cringe with Brianna as she goes through a heartbreak, she finds a hot billionaire and the magic begins.

In the glittering world of New York's elite, Valentina Martins finds herself thrust into an engagement with the city's youngest billionaire, Rocco Lorenzo. But this isn't a fairy tale romance—it's a desperate bid to save her father's ailing company after a devastating betrayal. Just days after catching her boyfriend cheating with her best friend, Valentina must navigate a marriage of convenience with a man who embodies arrogance and detachment. Rocco Lorenzo cares little for love; he's focused on fulfilling his parents' expectations and maintaining his carefully curated image. As Valentina proposes a strategic alliance to revive her family's fortunes and spark jealousy in her unfaithful ex, she unwittingly sets in motion a game of high-stakes deception and unexpected passion. Can Valentina and Rocco navigate the treacherous waters of their contractual union, or will their hearts become casualties of their own arrangement? In this world of wealth, power, and deceit, nothing is as it seems, and every move carries the weight of consequence.

"I know you want me, cupcake!" His deep husky voice ignited the fire within me and I clutched into his shoulder for support, otherwise I knew I was going to fall anytime soon. "You desire me, not only emotionally but also physically!" The touch of his lips near my ear made me shiver in need. "You like it when I touch you, don't you?" He asked, touching my thigh with his warm hand, making me curl my toes. I wanted to scream at him how much I wanted him to fuck me like it was going to be his last fuck, how much hurt I get when I see him with his fiance, and how much I truly loved him. But I couldn't, I just couldn't get the guts to say it aloud because he was my step-uncle, he was a forbidden fruit for me which I could only stare at from afar. But I could see the determination in his eyes which was trying to tell me that he would do anything to break through the wall I have created around my heart. Before I could guess his next movement, in one swift motion, he tore my white shirt, taking me aback and I felt paralyzed like I couldn't even move an inch, I could only stare up at his dark desireful eyes. "Tonight, I will show you how much I desire you!" Oh shit! * When Dawn's mother got married into the influential Playford family after her father's demise, no one accepted her as a family member except the youngest heir, Hunter Playford who is cold as ice. She started trying her best to befriend him but can they become something more beyond their step relationship? * This book has no incest relationship, the leads are not related by blood.

“Why do you love talking so much?” I demanded with a scowl. “Because I want you to clearly remember that you’re about to get nasty with a man.” He answered as he grazed his lips lightly against my jaw, a feathery motion which made me shiver slightly in response. I opened my mouth to say something in reply but he jerked my mouth against his fast, stopping whatever I was about to say with a kiss. ****** After unknowingly getting dragged into a dangerous mess and being on the run with a man who has a death penalty threat hanging over his head, two things out of five were very clear to Mark. One, his straight ass wasn’t as straight as he used to think. Two, he was ridiculously falling for the ‘number-one’ most wanted person in more than five countries. Recklessly, unhinged. The fact that he had a girlfriend back at home was the last thing on his mind. It was a very reckless and emotion filled adventure for both men, where one had to prove his innocence to the world or forever be on the run until whenever he got caught. While the other one has to throw caution to the wind for the first time, grow past his fears and beliefs and go for what his heart wants, despite how wrong it feels.

Dark Mafia Scene “Who laid a hand on you? Dallion's voice was low, cold, and dangerous. His dark gaze bore into her, daring her to stay silent. When she didn’t respond, the tension snapped like a whip, his voice booming through the room, “Who?” The butler, standing rigid against the wall, swallowed hard before stammering out the words, “It... it was Mr. Rivers, sir.” The atmosphere turned deadly as Dallion's jaw clenched, fury igniting in his eyes. “Bring him to me.” The butler’s eyes widened in fear. “N-now, sir? It’s... it’s late.” Dallion's hand, once braced against the wall near her head, slowly curled into a fist. His eyes never left her face, his possessiveness was palpable. Without looking at the butler, his voice dropped to a lethal calm, “Do you need a better time? Or shall I break your legs to teach you urgency?” The butler didn’t need any more encouragement. He fled the room, returning twenty minutes later with a trembling Mr. Rivers. “Dallion, my friend, what’s all this about?” Rivers began, his voice casual as if nothing was amiss. But Dallion wasn't’t here for pleasantries. His eyes slid to the knife stabbed into the apple on the table, and in one fluid motion, he yanked it free, the blade glinting in the dim light. Without a word, Dallion grabbed Rivers outstretched hand, slamming it onto the table. The sharp scream that followed echoed in the room as Dallion, with one swift movement, sliced through the man’s fingers. Blood splattered across the polished wood as Rivers screamed in agony, clutching his mutilated hand. “No one touches what belongs to me,” Dallion's voice was eerily calm, his expression devoid of any sympathy.

In her last life, she was dealt a card of betrayal, hurt and abandonment, but in her new life she was going to be dealing the cards. Isabella devised a cunning plan and turned the tables. With calculated moves and unexpected twists, she set in motion a game of revenge. The stakes were high and the consequences were unforeseen. But she was determined to go for it still. Because she had no intention of letting herself be betrayed twice. She navigated the dangerous path, testing the limit of her own morality and discovering the true power of vengeance. However, there were chances for her to be consumed in this game of revenge, she could even turn into a monster lacking morals. Will Isabella succeed in her quest for retribution, or will the game consume her in the process after she gets an arranged marriage with Douglas waltar? A thrilling journey of deceit, manipulation, love and the art of revenge.

Emory Chavére returned home to answer her Alpha's call, arriving at the very edge of a war threatening the survival of the wolves. The key to ending this conflict lies in fulfilling the prophecy of the goddess Aworyn, uniting the warring factions of Lycans and Wolves through a sacred marriage. Refusing to be a pawn in a senseless game, Emory chooses to flee. This decision, however, sets in motion a sequence of events that triggers the prophecy of the Last Hunter. On the eve of the Hunter's Moon, the original instigators of the war resurface. As the prophecy unravels, she finds herself caught in a web of discoveries, alliances, and betrayals. Now the future of all species hangs in the balance, and Emory's existence is inextricably linked to the outcome. Will Emory be able to end the centuries-old war between the gods and dragons, or will she be consumed by the chaos of the conflict? Only time will tell.

Life has been cruel to Martin. Life deprived him his family, happiness, and home. But life, at the same time, gave him another chance. When everything in his life seemed to end, when his breath was at its last draw, the hurricane of fate blew an ounce of pity to his poor unfortunate life and gave him a string of hope that is hard to grasp and navigate. Did fate pity him, or was it just another ploy of a supreme being out there who can flick their hands and change the universe’s motion? Will Martin forget his dimly written past and begin anew and write his own story with his very own hands in a land forsaken by the galaxy and attain the peak he sought after? His new land will be his kingdom; his new people will be his loyal subjects; his new power will be his weapon. Will his new life be kind to him? Will his fate be changed for good? Will he finally attain happiness? Come, enjoy, and travel with me as we embark to a journey with Martin.