Puppet Toy Fnaf

“I bought you. You belong to me now, and you will serve me until I’m done with you.” Those were the words Alpha Zarek spoke to me when I was dragged into his cursed halls. My fists clenched tight. My nails dug into my palms as I met his gaze. “And what makes you think I’ll follow your rules like some puppet?” My name is Valtira Geordie. The unwanted daughter of my pack. My father sold me like cattle, and my mother never showed me an ounce of love. Even my people cheered when I was taken away. They thought they were ridding themselves of a curse. Zarek Braxton, the Rogue Alpha of Duskborne, is everything they warned me about. Ruthless, cold, and feared across every border. They call him a monster. They say no woman survives his bed. But when his storm-gray eyes locked on mine, I saw something more dangerous than death itself. I saw fate. I should hate him. I do hate him. Yet his presence is intoxicating, his scent rich and welcoming. My wolf stirs for him, my blood burns for him, and every moment near him feels like standing on the edge of a cliff, knowing he could either catch me or let me fall. But nothing in Duskborne is simple. A curse claws at Zarek’s soul, threatening to consume him and me along with it. There are enemies all around us, and yet, the bond between us grows stronger every day. Now I must choose my path: Fight the hold he so clearly has over me until one of us breaks… or claim the monster as mine, and unleash a power the world has long forgotten. (This Book contains very Explicit Sex Scenes‼️85%Sex. Beware‼️)

They laughed warmly. Abruptly, the door swung open. A troop of five men around their twenties came in view. They were in black formal suits. Only one attracted her sight. She sucked in her breath, her heart raced, her body trembled. She grasped the bed sheet in her hands. She felt tightness in my chest, her belly ache and dizziness. Last night's memory was standing in front of her in the beautiful shape of him, reality. He took her virginity. She could feel her body on fire. His white shirt was hugging his muscular body, not bulky but regnant. Three buttons of his shirt were unfastened, showing his tattoos on chest and toned body. There was a light wary smile on his face, showing him some kind of Goddess. There were four people behind him, charging their guns at them. She was terrified of him. Was he here for her? What would he do to her? Why didn't he forget last night and let her also forget this mistake. . Liam Rodrigues is a ruthless cold hearted Mafia & Billionaire. He is the illegitimate first child of his father. Although, her stepmom has accepted him and dotted him like her own born. But he strongly doubts it. He never let anyone be near to him. Except his half brothers, who are more real and loyal to him.Roselyn is an orphan, was adopted by a rich family. She was adopted as a toy for the spoiled brat, Isha Pinto. She wanted to chase her dreams and wanted to build school and colleges for orphan children.

-Extremely Matured Content- From The Witchy World’s series by Hunnie Bahm* It's time for The Demon-Wolf King, Bahm, to get married to the merciless and vicious vampire princess, Cynthia Vladorian. He doesn't want to marry her at all! She’s only been a toy for him all these years! He doesn’t even have a say in this wedding. His mother controls it all! Bahm runs out of his Kingdom one day and into the human forest, eyeing a beautiful and exotic, juicy looking hybrid She-Wolf! Does he think he has found his mate rolling around in the forest? He’ll even ignore the fact she's half Dark Witch, beings he hates so much just to be close to her during his wedding. ""The Demon King will be MARRIED! ...That old bastard finally found himself a bride!" Yelled a drunken man dressed in royal clothing and standing on a bench with two bottles in hand. Hunnie’s eyes widen at the unusual celebration. The whole damn village was intoxicated. They seemed to be celebrating some kind of creature. A demon that lives far in the woods from their village. A Demon...King? I don't want to be here when and if he ever shows up! I gotta get out of here!” After confirming the stunning hybrid, Hunnie Inzotta is his mate, The King suddenly forgets about her! He holds her captive in his dungeon, torturing her for her very existence, not even aware she’s his mate...whom also carries his babies.

"Your love ain't what I need" he looked intensively in my eyes, with lust and intense desire hooded in his eyes. His body pressed against mine on the wall, his left held my hands above my head, and he groped my left breast with his right hand -his fingers pinched my nipples teasingly. "What I want is your body, to be buried deeply in you, and to feel every inch of you" his minty breath fanned my face, and sent shivers down my spine. "I'll worship your body, and f*ck you so hard until you totally forget about your other f*çk buddies!" he growled possessively. Finding the wait too long, I grabbed his necktie and crashed my lips on his. "Just f*çk me already!" I moaned throatily against his lips. >><< Stella McCartney was supposed to be a nun (a reverend sister), but because of a situation she was kidnapped and separated from her family, she was r*ped mercilessly by drug dealers and her dream of becoming a nun was shattered, and she ended up becoming a s*x addict. Now she only wanna become a pornstar, but unfortunately, that dream was shattered too when she met Ferguson Ansaldo Alfonso who is obsessed with s*x, he doesn't go a day without s*x and now, he's vowed never to let her go. What happens when these two s*x obsessed freaks signed a contract, to be each other's s*x toy?

I am the orphaned hybrid of a vampire and a werewolf. After my parents died, I was sent to the Silvermoon Pack, taken in by a distant relative on my father's side. They had three sons—triplets—each carrying the noble Alpha bloodline. In public, they were the epitome of grace and charm. But behind closed doors, they were my living nightmare. They despised me. To them, my blood was a stain, my existence a mistake. But in their world, I was more than just an outcast—I was prey. They made a bet: who would be the first to have me? To them, it wasn't just about desire. It was about possession, control. A way to chain me to them, to turn me into their plaything. They drugged me and watched as I collapsed at their feet, powerless, theirs to toy with as they pleased. In the end, they ruined me. Smeared my name until the whole pack sneered at me. Then came the bonfire festival. They tricked me away from the crowd and threw me into a pit—a collapsed silver mine, its air thick with toxic silver dust. Torches rained down, their flames licking at the walls, while the silver seeped into my body. It poisoned me slowly. Bit by bit, my body unraveled. And finally, my consciousness dissolved into the dark. But when I opened my eyes again, everything had reset. I had returned to the beginning. One of the triplets, Reine, smirked as he leaned in, his voice laced with amusement. "Ayla, what a beautiful name. May I invite you to the bonfire festival?" The bonfire festival? Of course. This time, let's make it your last night.

A recent nursing graduate named Gia Blythe McKenna is being transported by her grandfather to an island where her mother established a medical mission. She doesn't have any issues with assisting people because it's her line of work, but the one thing she wants to avoid is being in the same location as her mother. Even though she must obey her devoted grandfather and remain on that island, she does not anticipate it to be a place where she can find respect, adoration, pleasure, contentment, love, and most importantly, satisfaction. She has always yearned to experience the fulfillment she misses when her family disintegrates. She discovered love there, despite her initial reluctance to stay, and now she views the island as a tropical haven thanks to him. She was broken when she realized that the love story she was experiencing with the man she believed to be the right one for her had turned out to be a toy narrative since love can't be expressed without suffering. Years had passed since she had left the island when she unintentionally took the wrong turn and ran across the man once more. Even though a lot has changed, she still feels anguish, and because of this, she planned to exact retribution. She'll bring that man down. She'll entice him to love her once more. But is she capable of doing that? Is it possible for her to cause him to fall without also falling again? Can she win over the billionaire Bryce Phoenix Huxley?

“I’ll pay for your mom's medical bills but know that this is a favor that comes with expectations – I'll own you, break you and do as I please with you. You'll be my submissive, my willing toy and every part of you belongs to me.” Antonio whispered as he grazed Marco's neck, his hot breath fanning against his skin. Desire, revenge and power entwine in a deadly game where Marco’s fate hangs in the balance. Marco, a twenty two year old intern, had been weighed with gr ueling circumstances that left him shattered. He resorted to alcohol as a means of escape from his troubles but he ended up having a one night stand with a stranger – the famous Mafia leader – Antonio Roberto Moreno. Ever since that night of passion, Antonio had been curious to know the stranger he slept with. While dealing with the quest for vengeance on his father's death, he also yearned for the stranger that had stolen his heart. Alessandro, a cunning pretender and a spy attempts to infiltrate Antonio's inner circle and claim his attention, pretending to be the one he slept with. In a stunning twist, Marco the son of Antonio's enemy was brought to him as a captive. As Antonio’s gaze falls on him, he finds himself torn between a burning need for revenge and a forbidden attraction that threatens to consume him. Forbidden Passion sparks between enemies but will revenge tear them apart? To find out more, dive into this gripping tale of love, betrayal and ultimate redemption. “HELLO CHAMP, RUN!”

When I became the blood bank for my mate Alpha Kane’s sweetheart, my wolf died from the endless loss of blood—and so did I, alone, in the cold den he rented to keep me out of sight. Today marks the third day since my death, and finally, my six-year-old pup noticed something was wrong. His finger bled when a toy hurt him, but I didn’t come to comfort him. When he tried to feed me his favorite food, I didn’t stop him either. He lay on my chest, gripping my clothes and whispering my name—but I didn’t respond. Desperate and helpless, my pup picked up my cellphone and called his alpha dad. “Dad, why is Mom still sleeping?” Kane didn’t answer. Instead, he sent him a photo of himself and Serena—his sweetheart—celebrating Full Moon Day, smirking. “Don’t worry. Your mom is just sleeping, not dead. You know I’m quite busy on Full Moon Day. Tell your arrogant and stubborn mom not to come find me until she admits her fault.” The call ended, leaving my pup frozen in silence. However, three days later, Kane received news of my death. He let out a gut-wrenching growl, refusing to believe it was true. Clutching my cold, lifeless body in his arms, he wept bitterly. “Kate… you are my only Luna,” he cried. “Come back. Stay with me… please.”

Ace Rivera only wanted to hand in a late assignment. Instead, he walked into his empty classroom and found his professor being silenced by a stranger in cold blood. Panicked, he ran. He didn’t see the killer’s face—but the killer saw him. Desperate to escape, Ace cuts through the back streets…only to witness a second murder in progress, in the abandoned building he took refuge in. This time, he recognizes the perpetrators instantly. Nikolai and Ivan Volkov. The twins. He doesn't recognize them at first but they are his former high school seniors. The boys who were brilliant, beautiful, terrifying—and untouchable. Now they’re mafia bosses. Now they’re standing over another man’s body. And now they’re staring at him. The twins should kill the witness. Instead, they claim him. Because Ace isn’t just a loose end. He’s the boy they wanted years ago. The one they never approached…because they both wanted him, equally, painfully, obsessively. Fate has delivered him back into their world. And Nikolai and Ivan have no intention of letting him slip away again. They strike a deal “become our new toy… and you live, you will have all your desires and protection from whomever wants to hurt you..” Caught between fear and a past he never knew existed, Ace must learn to survive the twins’ world… …and the twins’ attention. Together, they are intoxicating. Terrifying. Possessive. And they are willing to share everything. Including him.

On our wedding night, my husband Grayson's sister-in-law, Scarlette, stumbled drunkenly into our bridal suite and threw her arms around him, refusing to let go. "Kayla, my husband died young, and I really just want a child. Please, lend him to me for one night," she cried through her tears, shoving a toy into my hand. "I promise I'll return him tomorrow. And if you get lonely… you can use this to comfort yourself." I stood there, dumbfounded, my gaze shifting in confusion to Grayson, who was already helping Scarlette steady herself. "You're really going to sleep with her?" He avoided my eyes, his tone strangely urgent. "Don't overthink it. She's drunk and talking nonsense. I'll take her back to her room to rest." As he started to leave with her, I stepped in front of them, blocking their way. "Grayson, it's our wedding night tonight. Are you seriously going to walk out with her?" His expression darkened as he pushed me aside. "You're my wife now—try to be more sensible. Don't get jealous over something so trivial." Then, carefully, he guided her out of the room. I wanted to run after him and stop them, but when I saw the deep concern in his eyes as he looked at her, the truth finally hit me. The love this man had for me was no longer mine alone. And if that was the case, why should I cling to a marriage that had already soured? I might as well walk away with my head held high.