Raiden Shogun Voice Lines

Rina Reyes has one rule: never fall for a man who thinks he’s better than you. So when arrogant, know-it-all architect Dominic Delgado takes over the café space beside her small-town bookstore, sparks fly—just not the romantic kind. She’s convinced he’s the devil in designer shoes. But when a disastrous mix-up forces them to work together on a charity project, witty banter, accidental late-night confessions, and stolen glances start to blur the lines between hate and something much more dangerous—love.

“I was her past but not her future.” Some say that our past is the reflection of our future, but what if your past is not part of your future? Living with her stepdad and battered mom, Mia dreamed of a safe life for her mother and brother. Struggling to her feet, she worked hard and planned for their escape until she stole a notebook from her best friend’s house one day and freed a curse Lycan King, which changed her life forever. Where the past meets the future, which love will she bind her heart, the past of the future? “Please, don’t leave! Help me!” I woke up hearing the strange voice calling me, crying and pleading for help. I tried to ignore it, but the voice was dragging my feet in his direction. The voice stops, and everything becomes quiet…. “Hi, I am Davon Maddox.” “Holy shit! You are the curse werewolf guy!”

Kitten being smuggled, that's the truth of our cold word it happened before, it happens even now, but when they crossed my lines, they signed their death certificate. I saved her, I killed them, but now I have a baby kitten to take care of, one that I have no plans on giving up...not ever! Alpha Eric, the boss of this pack, I'm mated to three of the most powerful wolves in the pack, and now we have her along. This is a CGL story, you've been warned. Apologies for any misspelling or grammar mistakes.

A taste of the lustful, forbidden, and unhinged. A den of desires is a blend of erotic romance in different shades that are spicily crafted to make your heart race, to make your toes curl and blur the lines between fiction and reality. The more you turn the pages, the harder you have to clench those thighs together to stay in control. WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS DARK MATURE CONTENT - extremely dark mature content. Highly rated 18+. Expect trigger content and hard-core explicit well described content. If you are not one to read dark romance trigger, please reconsider.

"Say it again!" His husky voice sent shivers down to my core. "Pl-please...I-I want you," my voice betrayed. He let out a dark chuckle, leaning to my ear. "Say it louder, Munchkin...I want this empty classroom vibrating with your voice," he teased. *** When two different worlds meet, the attractions pull them closer like a magnet but at the same time could be very dangerous without caution. She's the school janitor's daughter who lives in her world of delusion, believing love could exist once you've set your heart on it while he's the popular handsome jock, billionaire's son who breaks girls with such mindsets. What happens when a ticking spark that has been lying dormant for years within them ignites? It goes BOOM! WARNING: Contains strong vulgar languages, sexual scenes, erotic contents, triggering situations, and lots more.

Attractive and beautiful woman with most precious smile was Nina Fernandez. It was a well-known restaurant of the city and she was there with her friend, Sara. Nina was married to a small heighted but a very loving guy, Fernandez. They lived in a posh area of city. “I don’t believe in marriage; it is not more than a jail” the words shook her but more than that it was the voice which she could recognize among thousands. It was the voice of her ex- boyfriend, Oscar Hurt, who was with some classy looking lady. Nina was stunned to saw Oscar after 10 years.

Dark Mafia Scene “Who laid a hand on you? Dallion's voice was low, cold, and dangerous. His dark gaze bore into her, daring her to stay silent. When she didn’t respond, the tension snapped like a whip, his voice booming through the room, “Who?” The butler, standing rigid against the wall, swallowed hard before stammering out the words, “It... it was Mr. Rivers, sir.” The atmosphere turned deadly as Dallion's jaw clenched, fury igniting in his eyes. “Bring him to me.” The butler’s eyes widened in fear. “N-now, sir? It’s... it’s late.” Dallion's hand, once braced against the wall near her head, slowly curled into a fist. His eyes never left her face, his possessiveness was palpable. Without looking at the butler, his voice dropped to a lethal calm, “Do you need a better time? Or shall I break your legs to teach you urgency?” The butler didn’t need any more encouragement. He fled the room, returning twenty minutes later with a trembling Mr. Rivers. “Dallion, my friend, what’s all this about?” Rivers began, his voice casual as if nothing was amiss. But Dallion wasn't’t here for pleasantries. His eyes slid to the knife stabbed into the apple on the table, and in one fluid motion, he yanked it free, the blade glinting in the dim light. Without a word, Dallion grabbed Rivers outstretched hand, slamming it onto the table. The sharp scream that followed echoed in the room as Dallion, with one swift movement, sliced through the man’s fingers. Blood splattered across the polished wood as Rivers screamed in agony, clutching his mutilated hand. “No one touches what belongs to me,” Dallion's voice was eerily calm, his expression devoid of any sympathy.

When an emotionally unstable teenager finds himself tumultuously falling in love, with her, the owner of the voice in his head.

Two different worlds, two separate lives are fused together in this surreal tale of the supernatural. A world unknown to her and a world he runs from. An unending war between their worlds leads them down the same path with their destinies aligned. What will happen when the fate of their worlds hang in the balance and they have to make a choice? *** She had no idea how long she had been sleeping for but she woke up to the sound of someone sniffing. She was drowsy so she paid not much attention to it but then it continued, then she heard the voice again, “Lavender, you use lavender for your hair. How have I never sniffed your hair before?", the sniffing continued. The sound reverberated through the caves, whilst she felt the vibrations on his chest where she lay, but she did not need that to know whose voice it belonged to. It was deep but not hoarse, somehow it was powerful and soothing at the same time, it was the voice of a god, one that had spoken to her all of these months, one she had replayed over again in her head till it was ingrained in her memory. “Dragomir…”, she whispered in a teary voice, she proceeded to stand up but he held on to a part of her hair and was sniffing it. When he noticed her staring at him, he stopped and stared back at her as if she had just caught him trying to steal from the cookie jar. “Was that creepy?”, he asked.

(Dual-POV) Rae Poppy Howard Spencer is the figurehead of the Spencer family after the "untimely" death of her father, but the Spencer family is different than the Howard empire. The Spencers? Old money mafia. The Howards? Business entrepreneurs. Rae Spencer runs the Spencer family. Poppy Howard runs the Howard empire. It's a lot for her to juggle, but so is falling hard for her head of security. Talk about crossing lines with Leander Murphy, her Murphy, is supposed to keep her safe, not get in bed with the boss. But maybe, just maybe, some rules are meant to be broken.