Naruto Devil Fanfiction

Si Anastasia Astor ay isang normal na estodyante sa kolehiyo at yung ama nya ay isang CEO sa isang malaking kompanya, pero nang bankrupt ang kumpanya ng ama niya. Napag-isipan ng ama nya na i-arrange marriage si Anastasia Astor sa isang Mafia boss na ang pangalan ay si Christian Montclair, Si Christian Montclair ay isang Mafia boss at pinagkakatakutan sya sa lahat, at kaya napag desisyonan nya na i-arrange marriage nalang sila, at natatakot sya para sa kanyang anak dahil si Christian ay isang Delikado na tao

This book is authored by amy worcester. “I started boxing lessons with the boys when I was twelve, I had some issues to work through. I’ve been in the fight for the last eleven years.” Twenty-three, he thought. That was too young for his thirty-nine years. But he sure as hell planned to enjoy the view. She currently hid her body under baggy clothes, but he was willing to bet that she was all muscles underneath. He had dated the soft curvy women before, he liked the ones that he was certain that he would not break. “How old were you when you moved in with Brute?” “Seven. Right after my parents were killed.” She said softly and he froze just before the stairs. Sixteen years ago. Right around the time he reenlisted with the Army. When the club went straight. When the Ridgeview president, Sinner, his wife and sons had been shot to death. And his daughter barely survived. The only survivor from that day. “I'm sorry.” He murmured and she shrugged. “I’m trying to remember you.” He was so much like the men that she grew up around. The kind of man that she swore she would avoid. The same type that her father had been,there were even tattoos on the backs of his hands. Jasmine was born and raised in the Devil’s Saints Motorcycle Club. A rival club caused the deaths of her family. After an incident at the mother house, she stepped away to focus on her MMA career under the name Taz.

DEVIL'S CURSE ต้องคำสาป 'เขา' ผู้นั้นเคลื่อนไหวอย่างดุดันอยู่เหนือร่างของเธอ ในความฝัน รสจูบ และการเสียดสี สร้างความสุขสมเสียจนไม่อยากให้มันจบลง เธอจมดิ่งสู่ห้วงจินตนาการมาอย่างยาวนาน กระทั่งเสียงทุ้มกระซิบข้างหู "มีความสุขให้พอ เพราะมันเป็นวันสุดท้ายของเจ้า" ดังนั้นความสุขในค่ำคืนนี้เธอจะขอรับไว้ทั้งหมดเอง

“Sign the contract and your heart, body and soul will forever be mine,” Adonis said, a wicked glint in his eyes. *** I saw the signs coming, but I was blinded by love, and the desire to believe that my marriage was as perfect as it seemed. That all came crashing down when I found my husband in bed with my cousin. The man I thought I knew was a monster. He shattered my heart, my dreams and my life. But I wasn't going to let him get away with it. I was going to make him pay. He had taken everything away from me, and now was my turn to return the favor. That was when I devised a plan to bring his empire crashing down around him. I would get close to his half-brother, Adonis Sandoval, a man as cold and ruthless as the devil himself. They say keep your friends close and your enemies closer. My ex-husband would pay for what he’d done to me, and Adonis Sandoval would be the instrument of his downfall. But it wasn't going to be that easy. Adonis was no fool; he was as dangerous and cunning as they say. But he stirred a desire in me I thought I’d buried, igniting my passion. As we grew closer, my plan for revenge blurred, but I couldn’t forget why I was here. I had already handed my soul to the devil on a contract, and the path I’d chosen was a dark one, but I was no longer afraid of the shadows. I would get my revenge. But at what cost?

WARNING: 18+ Contains explicit sex scenes. ***** Blood. Lust. Bodies... Sex. Pain. Love. They were never meant to exist separately. All Aiden wanted was to get his niece back alive. Instead, he walked straight into the grip of a man who ruled him– body, mind, and every fragile nerve in between. Power became obsession. Obsession became desire. And desire became something far more dangerous. When Aiden is given the chance to go back and change everything, he discovers the cruelest truth of all: the man who ruined him, the man he craves… may be the very man he once swore to destroy. ***** If you crave dark romance, forbidden attraction, and a dangerous Dom/Sub dynamic woven into a twisted love story, ‘THE DEVIL’S GAME’ was written for you.

"Marry me, or face the consequences," he growled. Megan’s nails dug into her palms, fury simmering beneath her fear. How dare he? How dare this arrogant billionaire claim a child he never wanted? "My family is bloodthirsty, Megan. They’ll take the baby—with or without you." Her heart slammed against her ribs. She had run from one nightmare, only to walk into another. A one-night stand was supposed to be an escape. A mistake. But now, she’s carrying his child, and Alexander Zeus—the most ruthless man in New York—won’t let her go. Now, she has two choices: become his wife… or risk losing everything. Running away from her past which haunted her, Megan runs into the arms of Alexander Zeus, a ruthless billionaire. What happens when a perfect love story blooms and her past catches up with her? Will love win at the end of the day or will this…be different? Content warning! R18+

“He pressed me to the wall with one hand tight around my throat, the other sliding beneath the thin silk clinging to my skin. I should’ve been begging for help. Instead, my knees went weak when he leaned in, his mouth hot against my ear. ‘Does it hurt, darling?’ he whispered. I shook my head, even as his fingers left bruises. ‘Good. I like it when you take it.’ God, I hated him. God, I wanted him to never let go.” A DARK, EROTIC TALE OF OBSESSION, HUMILIATION, AND HUNGER. They called him the Devil, a sadist with a crooked smile and hands built for breaking men. In the underworld’s most perverse auction, Luca Ruelle is nothing but trembling prey, sold for a price no soul should fetch. Silk-wrapped, bare, choking on shame and smoke, he should be praying for rescue. But Kain Astor doesn’t rescue. He claims, corrupts, and devours. He teaches Luca how it feels to be owned. How pain can bloom where fear lives. How pleasure is just another kind of cruelty. Every command is a dare, every punishment a promise. Under Kain’s hands, Luca learns the exquisite agony of surrender, and the terror of how badly he needs it. He should be fighting for his life. Instead, he’s sinking to his knees, eyes glazed, lips parted, whispering the one word that seals his fate— “Please.”

In a tale woven with both love and obsession, Adele Romero believed she had mended her shattered heart when she delivered a flower to the grand mansion. Little did she realize that her actions had already captured his attention. He was known as the mysterious figure, harboring a dark obsession that consumed him completely. The lingering desires from their shared past and the chance at redemption compelled him to entrap her in his grasp. This time, he was ready to script their story with spilled blood and possessive intent, and she remained oblivious to his true identity. "Have you ever felt the touch of a rose?" he whispered, his silhouette looming before her. "Yes," she replied, her voice quivering with anticipation. "Each petal holds its own unique allure, painted with shades that evoke fascination. And when you press it against your lips, it imparts a magnificent sensation," his voice husky and laden with desire. In that sacred moment, she felt his lips graze her skin. "You, Adele, are like a rose." "And I yearn to crush this rose beneath the weight of my insatiable craving."

For her whole life, Lyra Suarez had been a good girl. That one girl who was too sweet, too nice, too helpful, too kind, too easy to manipulate, too easy to use, too easy to destroy. Being too pure and too caring sometimes has its bad side. And she knew that too well. At twenty-three, she was busy working her life away just to protect herself and keep her distance from her biological father, who never even claimed her.   With just one laced drink, her trust in her only aunt disappeared. Everybody seemed to see her as a beautiful ticket to a fortune. She was sold to a filthy old man.   While her poor soul cried for help, calling all the saints never seemed to work. And as her last prayer, in her most desperate state, she called for him... the Devil.   Because a deal with the Devil is always better than living in hell. And sometimes, the Devil is not the one to fear.

Blurb ****** He murders my groom. he claims me as his bride and forces me to marry him under a strange reason I didn't even know. I didn't want to believe it but the undeniable truth stared back at me— I belonged to him now and I was sure I wasn't going to escape it. But this man doesn’t just want marriage. He wants to break me. Ravage me. Consume me until there’s nothing left. And I swore I’d never let him… or so I thought.