Poked Eye Blood Spot

I was in the middle of hosting an important international meeting when my younger brother’s sudden call interrupted me. On the other end, his voice was low and trembling. "Matt, someone took my spot for the exchange student program." I rushed to his school right away, only to find him cornered in an office, his eyes slightly red. A cocky-looking boy was pointing at Tim’s nose, his face full of arrogance. "You want to compete with me? I’m the heir of the Smiths in Ardenford. My mom just donated an entire lab building to the school! Who do you think you are?" Even the teacher nearby spoke up in support of him. "Timothy, the Smiths are one of our school’s major benefactors. You’d better be sensible and not cause any trouble." I was about to step forward and confront them when those words—the Smiths in Ardenford—made me stop cold. The Smiths in Ardenford? Since when did my mom have a third son besides me and my brother, Timothy? I immediately dialed her number, a cold laugh slipping from my lips. "Mom, when did you have another son behind Dad’s back?"

…Moved by her plight, I made a firm decision. "I will help you," I said, looking into her eyes with sincerity. But it came with a condition, and I wanted her to be aware of it. There were always strings attached to this world. Her question lingered in the air. "What conditions?" Abebi asked, seeking clarity. I took a deep breath, "You will give me your body. You shall become my mistress." "I will think about it." She said as she sermons unbelievable courage and looks at me straight in the eye for the first time since our conversation. "I need to go now." "Where do you think you are going? Our deal starts now." I grabbed her hand, preventing her from further moving close to the door. "If you want to live, you better start undressing yourself," I ordered. I watched as he obediently obeyed my instructions… ******* {Strong female lead & originally mafia novel} In the gritty underworld of crime and desperation, a young girl named Abebi found herself trapped in a web of darkness. With her father's debts looming over her family, she had no choice but to step into the dangerous world of the mafia.

Zackillio Farvo Laprici doesn't want to be that—he wasn't supposed to be in dim lit stage, dancing while body trembling in lights. But being financially unstable put him there, to become a stripper. The fact, he never touched or even liked a woman before. While Capris Hestia Alcario was never been a type of girl who wants hook ups. But one night with her her friends, a reckless bet has been made that change everything. The dare is to seduce a man who she will first see in the bar and pay him to sleep with her. For two innocents,one night wasn't supposed to mean anything but desire and lust doesn't always end in the dark.Later on,she found herself craving the same man with green eye looked at her like she was his first sin and his only salvation.

Kodessa Keneally has it all figured out, and she knows her place in the pack, knows who she will marry and knows her calling. Until a chance meeting with a stranger sends her life spiralling, and she will realise she is no match for fate. One meeting will start a chain of events that will break a pact and send the Crimson Shadows and Greysteelś to war. Will the sins of their fathers destroy their love? Will their love destroy theirs packs? Families torn apart, alliances shattered. Will love be enough?

For the love for your life, are you willing to give up the love of your life? When one has everything, one does not see what she is missing. Caress Aragon, epitome of beauty, abundant of wealth and pampered with love. In the brink of losing everything, she traded something she never realized the true value to her. Now, she must face the consequences of her choices including the ones she made in the past. Against fate, mystical beings and foes, will she still get a happy ending?

Sebuah perjalanan untuk mencari dan membuka kebenaran masa lalu. Satu demi satu takdir yang lalu telah muncul kembali untuk mengingatkan tentang rasa sakit.Namun di sisi lain, datang pula takdir baru sebagai tempat untuk bersandar dari segala rasa sakit."Cintailah rasa sakit mu, terimalah segala kekuranganmu, karena itu semua adalah alasanmu untuk HIDUP"- The_BlueMoon -

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.

Penelope Rivera's little boy toy, Theodore Schneider, is throwing another tantrum. She slides the divorce papers across the table toward me. "Just sign them for show. It's to keep Teddy happy." I clench the cuff of my suit and nod in silence. I sign my name in one swift stroke. As I'm walking out, I hear one of her girlfriends teasing, "Samuel's way too easygoing. Does he actually do everything you say?" Penelope takes a graceful sip of red wine and smirks. "Wanna bet?" They bet that I will quietly go through with the divorce at the courthouse, even if my eyes are red with tears. Listening their laughter, I rub my thumb over my phone screen and reply to the message I've just received. "Will you marry me?" it says. "I will."

She blinded the ruthless Alpha King. He vowed to hunt her forever. Violet never believed in fate, until she discovers she is the destined mate of Merrin, the one-eyed Alpha King and the first wolf in centuries to have a true mate. Her nightmare begins when he buys her from the strip club where she works. It deepens when he claims her again, this time as his wife. Now Violet is his fourth Luna, bound by law, trapped by power, and chained by a bond she never wanted. She is his wife. His prisoner. His curse-breaker. When secrets surface and a child enters their lives, Violet is branded a traitor. A kingdom burns. And the mate she once feared becomes the man who orders her execution. With death closing in, Violet must choose: Run from the bond destroying her. Or face the Alpha destined to love her… or kill her. Trigger Warning: Mature themes and intense power dynamics. 18+

The city lights of Valenfort burned bright against the suffocating dark like a gem tainted by blood. Beneath that glittering surface lay nameless alleys where the scent of iron and the echoes of screams intertwined into a symphony of hell. No one remembered the last time they saw a real sunrise for this city had long belonged to the night. Evelyn Cross , a fourth-generation vampire hunter of the secretive order known as The Order of the Thorn , was born in blood and sworn to die for her mission. She had once watched her father torn apart by a pureblood vampire, a creature so fearsome that humans dared only whisper its name in prayer. Since that day, Evelyn lived like a blade cold, unfeeling, and driven by the hunt. Until she met Lucien Draven , the Blood King of Valenfort who ruled the shadows with a calm smile and eyes that could stop a heartbeat. Lucien did not kill Evelyn upon their first encounter. Instead, he saved her from the very comrades who had betrayed her. A vampire saving a hunter such a thing had never happened in the history of either world. Evelyn despised him… yet could not kill him. Lucien desired her… yet knew his love was her death sentence. In Valenfort, a war of blood is rising. The ancient vampire houses are clawing for dominance, while the hunters’ order fractures under betrayal and deceit. Amidst gunfire, betrayal, and desire, Blood War is not merely a battle between species but between the heart and fate itself. “In the world of darkness, truth isn’t written in ink… but in blood.”