Pride Lands Kingdom Hearts 2

Elizabeth comes to know that the man she is in love with is the same man her best friend is in love with and to worsen it, Mathew confessed that he loves someone else and it wasn’t her. Elizabeth is broken by this discovery as she felt her best friend betrayed her and had gone behind her back to seduce the man of her dreams and she will stop at nothing to make sure nobody has Mathew if she doesn’t.

Nero Vitiello is the son of Luca and Emma Vitiello. He took over the outfit as soon as he turned 21. The hard life of the mafia made him colder than his father. He never thought he would hold a gun at 12 and a man. But he did. An ambush on his father when he was not expecting it, forced Nero to hold a gun a , and three people. It made him understand the world he is living in much clearly than he already does. The easy-going boy died that day, and a cold mafia boss was born. After taking over the outfit, Nero began to lead with an iron fist and he decided to infiltrate his enemies. In one of those attempts, he went undercover and began to act as a guard to his enemy's daughter, Chloe. An innocent girl, who is a victim of this world and his enemy's fiance, who was trapped in to that marriage. He killed that man before he could marry Chloe. He thought it's the last time he would see Chloe. But fate has other plans for them, one which include them falling in love.

"I still love him, but I don't want to be with him..." The news of Hazel's escape spread like wildfire across the human and supernatural world. With everyone in turmoil unaware of what she was planning this time. with a baby on the way Devon is ready to do anything to protect his family... Liam must find his mate also and keep her safe. but there is one problem. no one knows where Joan is...

They say when you wake with the woman you love in your arms it feels like the whole world has been set right. I have to agree, except once reality kicks in you feel like you just been mind fucked......... "Please what? Tell me you want me to fuck you!" He demanded. His finger slid halfway in my wet heat as his thumb rubbed perfectly over my clit. His touch was throwing my body into an erratic mess of pleasure, but the slow torture was making me lose control. He chuckled watching my body squirm under him. I took a deep breath then let everything go. "Please, fuck me." "That's my girl." He taunted removing his fingers "Christian!" I gave him a look that I would cut off his dick. This boy loved teasing me and it really pissed me off. "Relax kitten. I never break my promises." He pulled me up and slid my dress off. I became instantly aware of us both practically naked in front of each other. My legs tried closing shut and my arms came to my chest. "Oh, it's too late for that little girl. Your body is mine now." His knees moved my thighs further apart and he took both my wrists in one hand pinning them above me. His mouth sucked on my breasts then his other hand untied my bathing suit bottom slowly peeling away the last piece of fabric covering my body. "Fucking perfect." His hand grabbed one of mine sliding it down my body making me touch myself until he reached the one part of my body, I needed him to touch the most. He guided my finger with his inside my walls making my back arch. "You feel how soft your pussy is? It drives me insane."

|| WARNING: R18 MATURE CONTENT (SPG) || Isang babae na nagdesisyon na mamuhay ng mag-isa, malayo sa kontrol ng kanyang mga magulang, ang makakakilala sa isang mafia boss na walang ibang ginawa kundi kontrolin ang lahat ng tao o bagay na nasa kanyang paligid. Ngunit paano kung mahulog ang loob nila sa isa’t-isa? Papayag kaya ang babaeng ito na muling kontrolin ng iba ang kanyang buhay lalo pa’t alam niyang gulo lamang ang dala nito sa kanyang buhay? Gusto niyong mabasa ang kwento nila?

Quelque part dans Menel Ara, une jeune femme lève les yeux vers la Haute-Ville. Elle a vu les images de l’exécution publique, la veille. Elle a vu le visage irrité de Youri Komniev. Elle a vu aussi la tentative d’assassinat dont lui et les autres chefs de Grandes Familles ont fait l’objet.A côté d’elle, deux hommes discutent. Ils soutiennent les Martyrs et ont le sourire. C’est rare. Un peu plus loin, un groupe vêtu de robes vert et blanc se presse vers le Grand Ascenseur. Ce sont des Putras, et ils ont l’air inquiets. C’est perturbant.Prise d’un frisson, la jeune femme relève son col et reprend son chemin. Une tempête couve…

One of the conditions to be truly recognized as an alpha is to get married. To have a mate with whom to lead the pack. Calvin refuses to submit to this stupid condition. He is already an Alpha. A marriage of convenience without love is not for him. He will find a woman he will marry without restriction or pressure. And above all a woman who will love him for him. And not just for his position as alpha.

ʟᴇɴɴᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀʀɪꜱᴏɴ, 28 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏʟᴅ, ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ ᴅᴀʜɪʟ ᴍᴀʀᴀᴍɪɴɢ ʙᴀʙᴀᴇ ᴀɴɢ ɴᴀɢʜᴀʜᴀʙᴏʟ ꜱᴀ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀ ᴋᴀʜɪᴛ ꜱᴀɴ ᴍᴀɴ ꜱɪʏᴀ ᴍᴀɢ ᴘᴜɴᴛᴀ. ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ, ᴍᴀʀᴀᴍɪ ɴᴀ ꜱɪʏᴀɴɢ ɴᴀɢɪɴɢ ɢɪʀʟꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ. ᴘᴇʀᴏ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘᴀ ꜱɪʏᴀɴɢ ɴᴀᴋɪᴘᴀɢ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏʀ ɴᴀᴋɪᴘᴀɢᴛᴀʟɪᴋ ꜱᴀ ᴍɢᴀ ɴᴀɢɪɢɪɴɢ ɢɪʀʟꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ɴɪʏᴀ ʙᴜᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇʀᴛɪꜰɪᴇᴅ ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ ʟᴇɴɴᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀʀɪꜱᴏɴ, ᴀʏ ɴᴀɢ ʜᴀʙᴏʟ ꜱᴀ ɪꜱᴀɴɢ ʙᴀʙᴀᴇɴɢ ɴᴀᴋᴀ ᴏɴᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ɴɪʏᴀ ɴᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ᴍᴀɴ ʟᴀɴɢ ɴɪʏᴀ ɴᴀʟᴀᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴɢ ᴘᴀɴɢᴀʟᴀɴ ᴅᴀʜɪʟ ᴘᴀɢ ɢɪꜱɪɴɢ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴋɪɴᴀʙᴜᴋᴀꜱᴀɴ ᴀʏ ᴡᴀʟᴀ ɴᴀ ᴀɴɢ ʙᴀʙᴀᴇ ꜱᴀ ᴛᴀʙɪ ɴɪʏᴀ. ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴡɪᴛɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ ʟᴇɴɴᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀʀɪꜱᴏɴ 😂 #ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ

"Siapa kau? Kenapa sikapmu mirip dengannya?" tanya seorang lelaki dengan raut wajah datar. "Apa aku mengenalmu? Sepertinya tidak jadi aku tak perlu menjawab pertanyaan bodohmu itu" kata seorang perempuan dengan malas dan pergi meninggalkan pria tadi begitu saja. "Kau telah membuatku mengingatnya kembali dan kau akan menerima akibatnya" kata Arka dengan datar. "Coba saja kalau bisa" kata Keyra dengan nada suara tenang.

Warning ⚠️ This story is not suitable for young readers. Reader discretion is advised. Betrayal made her a thief. Desperation made her a liar. Vengeance turned her into a weapon. Shivani Sinclair became Red, a ghost in the underground art world—until a secret agent caught her and turned her into something deadlier. Now, she hunts criminals who hide behind wealth and power. Her next target? An art dealer smuggling drugs. But then he appears. Azrael Nikolai Mordecai is a man who takes what he wants—women, power, control—but none of it excites him anymore. He’s drowning in apathy—until he sees her. Dressed in blood-red leather, she is sin-wrapped in a woman's body. One look and she shatters his world. She needs to stay hidden. He wants to own her. She kisses him to escape. He vows she’ll never run again. Now, the hunter has become the hunted. And in this game, obsession is far more dangerous than love.