Novel & Cerita Pet Akwaeke Emezi

My wife Susan had the power to save lives, but when our son was rushed to the ICU and needed her help, she refused no matter how much I begged. While I was crying myself hoarse when I received news that our son was dead, I heard her purring over the phone, "Mark? Don't worry, your puppy's way more important. Of course I'll save it." There was a limit to her power that she could only use it once a month, but she nonchalantly used it for Mark's pet dog! Shaking with rage, I seized her by the collar and bellowed, "We're talking about a human life here, and your son at that! But an animal is worth more than that?!" Susan shook me off, smirking in disdain. "Mark has always been by himself—is there a problem that I took his side? And what could happen to our son when he has his daddy? Stop giving me that attitude!" Just two hours later, Mark posted on social media a photo of him with Susan kissing his pet dog together, with the smug caption: [Who had bet that a son matters more than a dog? Know when you're beaten. Now pay up!] So he had a bet with someone that Susan would choose his dog! Worst of all, Susan lovingly replied: [If Mark wants to win, I'll always be there for him.] Even as I felt heartrending pain, I was laughing coldly as I sent my own reply. [If you all love to bet so much, why not bet when you're gonna drop dead?]

WARNING: Mature Content - 18+ This book contains steamy content, profanities, and explicit language. Reader discretion is advised. "What are you doing?" I question, confused by how gentle he is tonight. He told me his rule: he will never be gentle, never kiss me passionately, never look at me with such eyes, but he has broken those rules tonight. Why? He pulls me closer to him, leaning in, he kisses me on my lips. * * * * * * * When the doctor informed Mae that her sister's illness was taking a toll and more money would be needed for her treatment, Mae doesn't think twice to get the money through any means. Even if it means being the little pet of the well-known playboy in town, Sin Hayes.

Xavier Castello lived his whole life devoid of emotions. A ruthless Don with a voracious appetite and brutal tactics. Due to a horrible betrayal, he kills one of his most trusted men, Benicio Morales and takes his daughter hostage. What Xavier never expected was to fall in love with the enemy's daughter. Ariana Morales, once lived a normal life as daddy's princess. Now, her whole family is dead and she is at the mercy of the man who killed them. She will have to become his pet for a year before regaining her freedom. What happens when she falls in love with her captor? Will their love story flourish, or will she desert her family's murderer when the contract expires?

We all know about the year 2996, when the vampires were in charge but what happened before that? How did the vampire end up taking charge of the whole world? The year was 2886, and the vampires are taking over the whole world, but what about the humans who refused to obey? This is the origin of Dom and Littles Academy story, the humans have ruled for a long, but it's now time for them to step down, to be controlled and ruled. They are submissives, all of them, but what type of submissive are they? A little? A slave? A regular submissive? Or maybe a pet? Humans are getting classified, changed, and ruled, it's time for the submissives to take their position in the bottom. Warning this story contains little, ddlg, ddlb, violence, and fluff. Apologies for any misspelling or grammar mistakes.

“You don’t speak with your mouth full,” Salvatore muttered from above me, his fingers digging deep into my skull as he emptied himself down my throat. .... Getting himself out of danger is something Miguel is used to. After all, he had survived those long years with his mother who made life hell for him. But this new danger is not like anything Miguel has seen. Salvatore would stop at nothing to turn him into a pet, mark him, and own him while killing anyone who got in his way. Salvatore’s obsession is heavy, but so are Miguel’s needs. This new danger will burn them, raising a storm that would threaten lust, love, and desire. But this time, will Miguel be able to resist?

At the underground auction house, tonight's grand finale was billed as a 'premium wolf pet'. Inside the cage, a male wolf knelt with a bite-prevention muzzle locked around his neck. He was clearly a prisoner, yet his eyes held no trace of submission when he lifted his head. Instead, he looked like he was judging every single person in the room. His gaze cut through the crowd and locked onto me. My heart stuttered as excitement flooded my system. I finally knew what true attraction felt like. A well-dressed man in the front row raised his paddle. "$100 million." Gasps erupted across the venue. It was an astronomical opening bid. I smiled and slowly raised my paddle too. My voice brought the hall to dead silence. "$500 million."

Grace Ivy is just an ordinary girl who wants to live a quiet life with her beloved parents, however, the quietness was destroyed by a hunt among lower-class people for vampires. Grace Ivy’s parents sacrificed themselves to let Grace Ivy’s escape, but she was still captured by a slave trader and became a commodity for sale in the slave market. Her buyer, the so called Lord Noah Creed is not an ordinary human being, but a noble man from vampires world who’s heartless and pompous. Grave Ivy being who was just an ordinary girl begged Noah creed to spear her life but Noah creed being the heartless man didn’t agree to her request. Will Grace Ivy , the vampires pet become her master’s dinner, sex slave or lover?

I’m the princess of the Moretti family, the Chicago Outfit. But all I ever cared about was sculpting. The day before Thanksgiving, my car died on me. I had to drive home in some beat-up, mud-caked Jeep. The second I walked into the penthouse, some strange woman shoved a pile of silver polish into my arms. She jutted her chin at me. “Get these polished before the dinner party,” she sneered. I looked at her. She was wearing my late mother’s favorite silk robe. This is my house. Who the hell was this woman? And who was supposed to polish this junk? Me? The only princess of the Moretti family? I pulled out my phone. Opened the family's encrypted app. I sent a message to my father, Vincenzo. “Your new pet wants me to polish the silver.”

"What do you think that I have feelings for you...?" He let out a chuckle. "I never did, every single moment spent with you has been nothing but a pet, all I wanted was the right opportunity, and now I have it, there's no more pretense." Everything he said landed like static in her head. Numb. Distant. her chest felt like it was split open,a bleeding, raw thing he’d left out in the cold. All of it. The warmth when he held her hand. The way he laughed at her shyness. The nights he stayed up just to make sure She got home safe. It was all a lie. Every single piece of it was just a move in a game She didn’t know he were playing. To win a bet.

"You are going to spread your legs for Daddy and take the cock like a good girl." "Yes, Daddy." Paying her abusive ex-boyfriend money wasn't enough, it is getting her elder brother into the trouble of stealing from a mafia boss to afford the money. London is kidnapped by Daddy Zane after her brother steals from him to save her ass, well, Karma hits too soon. Daddy Zane wants to keep her as his pet and London might just love it, but what happens when her abusive ex comes asking for more, threatening to kill her? Will Daddy Zane save his good girl, London, or sweep her under the mat because she is more trouble than she is worth it. "Let me be your good girl, Daddy."