Novel & Cerita Raw Story

This is a slow burn possessive love story with explicit Romance and Innocence. When a Rich billionaire Lycan King falls for his human mate but unable to express his feelings for her because she is unaware of supernatural creatures and their world. He is waiting for his mate form decade's and is unable to control his urges around her. His lycan is pressurising him to make her his and to mate with her.He gets possessive even when she talks to her classmates. But he has to take it slow with her. let's see how long he will be able to control himself around her and how she will respond to him. will she get attracted to him. will their lovestory flourish . How possessive the lycan King gets. Will he make her fall for him and how will she seduce him to the extent of losing control with her Innocence. This is my first time writing a story. I am hoping for the love and support of my audience. I am sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes please ignore them and enjoy the story.

WE'RE BACK! Yes, your favorite cousins are back at it again, but this time it ain't about me. So, buckle up and grab your wine glasses, because it's gonna be crazy! Mina’s POV: Wait a damn minute. Am I in hell? Because if I am, I need to speak to HR. I didn't even get a chance to plead my case, give a reference or something. I'm about to start freaking out because, I'm not a “go to hell” and mean it type of person. I can't do heat for five minutes let alone an eternity. I feel like giving my life to save a baby and a man should have gotten me at least joint visitation six months in heaven and six months in hell. “Mina, are you awake?” I heard the voice quietly say next to my ear. I tried opening my eyes, but it felt like I had sand in them. I decided to try speaking, but only let out something that sounded like a sick animal. "Wait right there let me get you some water.” I heard a voice whisper again. Who the hell is that? I have heard that voice before but couldn't figure out who the hell it was. “! We need to move; they've found us.” The voice came again. Wait, what? Who the hell are they? I tried opening my eyes again, this time I managed to get them open enough to see the figure picking me up bridal style. Then the stranger turned his head to look directly in my eyes and I knew instantly who it was. “Blaze? You gotta be shitting me.” I said, obviously shocked. “Hey, can we join the party? I hope you are serving food because we are famished.” I heard a man say.

Hiraya is an intelligent and independent girl who is considerate of others, but she has an inferiority complex. She does not accept her appearance, she feels like it is disconnected from her body. Hiraya works in a company owned by Tanashiri's dad, and Tanashiri is a rude and arrogant guy with an obsessive-compulsive disorder. Contrary to popular belief, he just hides behind that mask-there is more to it than people see on the surface. He also does not feel connected to his existence. Little did they know that the past explains why they behave that way.

Lauren Young never imagined falling in love with a billionaire CEO, especially her cold-hearted boss Damien Burlington. Despite being just his maid, Lauren is determined to protect his children at all costs for the extravagant salary of $100,000 a month. But when Damien unexpectedly shows her a vulnerable side, Lauren finds herself torn between her love for him and her duty to his family. As outside forces threaten to tear their unlikely love story apart, will Lauren be able to overcome the barriers of their different worlds and prove that true love knows no bounds?

At my wedding with my childhood sweetheart, Zoe Sutherland, I see live comments in front of my eyes all of a sudden. "This is so funny! The male supporting lead doesn't even know that the bride is a fake one! The actual female lead, Zoe, is actually keeping the male lead company in the hospital!" "It doesn't matter who the bride is! The female lead just wants to get married for the sake of her company's funds! After all, this story is about childhood sweetheart losing to the true love who's come out of nowhere!" "The female lead will end up screwing the male supporting lead's life over. Jeez, now I feel a little bad for him." Concealing the shock in my eyes, I go through the rest of the wedding while pretending to be kept in the dark about the truth. I don't want to become the stepping stone that will tie the two main leads together as the cannon fodder who dies a horrible death. Since Zoe doesn't want to marry me at all, I might as well marry the fake bride for real.

Like every girl in her small hometown, 17-year-old Amara Lively is infatuated with Connor Flaxborough. The new student at Dimswood High, but not because of his godlike beauty, as the other girls chase him, but something much deeper. All she knew was whenever she looked at him. She no longer felt alone. She felt she was his. When Connor risked his true identity to save Amara, she found out why none of the other girls were good enough for him, for he was only drawn to her. As Amara and Connor enter a passionate and forbidden relationship. They find themselves in danger.

A female who knows nothing about her true nature. A ruthless, feared, and wounded tribrid Alpha male. Jasmine lives a life any poor normal human would, up until she meets Noah, the Tribrid Alpha who at the first meeting turns her entire life around. He holds her captive with all means at his disposal, his power, dominance, and erotic appeal. He steals her from her planned-out life and she is a willing captive entranced by his ability to make her inhibitions disappear. With his unwavering support, she faces horrifying, appealing, and vicious situations whilst meeting friendly, and powerful people. She finds her inner essence, births her hidden god form, and becomes the key to the unsealing of an entire world. But with great power comes great responsibility, will she be able to overcome the ever-rising conflict, battle her mate's past, and live up to the potential of being the Luna she was predestined to be?

At Opaline Corp, the lowest-performing employee had to eat a plate of pasta mixed with live worms. This time, Tristan Crocker lost three clients and landed dead last. To keep Tristan from feeling singled out, my wife, Wendy Kline, hit me with a nine-million-dollar performance penalty because I showed up one minute late while sick—even though I'd brought in three million in revenue. Just like that, I became the first employee in company history with negative earnings. Grinning, Tristan shoved the plate toward me. "Wendy updated the company rules last night to keep everyone in line. Anyone who's late gets penalized three times their performance. You always said mistakes deserve punishment. Now that it's your turn, you're not backing out, right?" Every eye in the room locked on me, waiting for me to lose it. Wendy quickly sent me a message: [The nine million is only on paper. It's not a real fine. With your talent, you'll earn it back in three months. Tristan's allergic to worms. If he ends up in the hospital over a punishment, it'll damage the company's reputation. And if people hear we punished an outsider, that'll look even worse.] [You're my husband. You're one of us. I love you, which is why I'm giving you the chance to show some leadership.] [Once this blows over, I'll give you an extra twenty dollars a month, okay?] When I didn't reply, she finally snapped. "Company rules apply to everyone, even the top performer. If you don't like it, you're free to leave." I nodded, unclipped my badge, and set it on the table. "Fine. I quit." I looked at her. "And while we're at it, let's get divorced."

Jenny posted a picture of me and her brother, who had an intellectual disability. The caption? "Finally, a happy ending!" The comments were all the same: "Is this your sister-in-law? She’s gorgeous!" I simply replied with a question mark, but Jenny ignored me and responded to someone else instead. "She's kinda my sister-in-law, yes!" It didn't take long for Steven to call me, his tone full of anger. "It was just a little edit, do you really have to blow things out of proportion?" Half an hour later, Jenny posted another photo of her sitting in Steven's luxury car, and even tagged me in it. "We may not be related by blood, but this big brother of mine has always been my rock!" Steven commented. "I'll always be here." I knew he was trying to get a rise on me on purpose to appease Jenny, but I didn't grace them with a reply this time. All I did was like the post and file for divorce.

While Alpha Leon danced with his assistant on the dance floor, I sipped wine with clients. To avoid offending anyone, I let his intoxicated self brush his cold hand against my thigh. Still, Leon never glanced at me. His attention was entirely on helping the assistant brush stray hair from her forehead, softly asking if she was hungry. When the banquet ended, the assistant complained of boredom, and Leon immediately whisked her away, leaving me behind for the next round of festivities. “The young shewolf’s been busy with work lately. I’m just taking her to relax. “You don’t like bars, so don’t follow us. “Also, I won’t be back tonight. We’ll postpone tomorrow’s marking to another day.” We’d been together for five years. Although he gave me the title of Luna, he never marked me. This was the ninety-ninth time Leon Gray had unilaterally canceled marking me. So, I nodded. Since he was always busy, perhaps this marking was unnecessary.