Red Hood In Arrow

Paalala: Ang kuwentong ito ay isang kathang-isip lamang. Anuman ang inyong mababasa ay huwag tularan. Panimula: Ngunit ang lahat ay nagbago nang isang araw, napilitan siyang magtungo sa police station dahil nasangkot ang kanyang kapatid sa isang gulo sa bar. Doon, isang babaeng pulis ang umagaw ng kanyang atensyon. S'ya si Kurt John McCain, isang multi-billionaire na business tycoon, ay kilala hindi lang sa kanyang yaman kundi pati sa kanyang nakamamanghang hitsura—matangkad, makisig, at ang kanyang ngiti ay sapat na para mawalan ng ulirat ang sinumang babae. Ngunit para sa kanya, ang mga babae ay walang iba kundi panandaliang libangan. Walang puwang ang seryosong relasyon sa kanyang abala at marangyang buhay. Para sa kanya, ang mga ito ay parang laro lamang—walang emosyon, walang komplikasyon. Ang lahat ay laro lamang. Si SPO 3 -Althea Perez, isang dedikadong policewoman, ay hindi lang mahusay sa kanyang tungkulin kundi kilala rin sa kanyang kagandahan, kaseksihan, at kabutihang-loob. Ngunit sa kabila ng pagiging pulis, marunong din siyang magpatawa at makibagay. Lihim niyang binabalanse ang buhay sa pamamagitan ng pagraraket sa palengke upang suportahan ang kanyang pamilya. Bagamat maamo ang kanyang hitsura, huwag kang magkakamali—hindi siya aatras sa sinumang nagtatangkang umabuso sa kanyang prinsipyo. Isang araw, nasapak niya ang isang mayabang na lalaki na nagdulot ng kanyang pagkawala ng malay. Ang mayabang na lalaki? Walang iba kundi si Kurt. Ano ang kahihinatnan ng pagtatagpo ng dalawang taong magkaibang-magkaiba ang mundo? Paano mababago ng isang policewoman ang buhay ng isang businessman na walang pakialam sa pag-ibig? Abangan ang kwento ng dalawang magkaibang katauhan na pinagbuklod ng kapalaran.

"I'm a dominatrix, Harry. I need control! In business, in life, in my home... in sex." She looked at him, who now had his eyes fixed on her. It wasn't that he had become less shy or more comfortable, he simply continued to follow orders, without even understanding why he was doing it. "But the club tired me... the submissive guys at the club tired me." She returned to the sofa, then moved much closer to him, bringing their knees together, and took a firm hold of his chin when, for a second, he dared to look away from her. "So I really wanted to try something new, Harry." Kath took a deep breath and said a few words that would have the power to radically change two stories. "I want YOU to agree to be my new submissive."

“I need to become the devil to destroy that demon,” she whispers, her body still broken, the evidence of his madness all around her. Of all betrayals, Marion Storm never expected her end to come at the hands of her husband. Once hailed as the Ice Queen of Biotech and CEO of the billion-dollar Icarus Industries, she now lies bleeding on the marble floor of her burning mansion, her empire reduced to ash. Richard took everything: her son, her reputation, her company, and now, her life. But fate intervenes. Her last desperate message is answered. By Jude Creed. Arrogant. Brilliant. Her rival. Her nemesis. And now… her savior. With nothing left but a broken body and shattered heart, Marion swears vengeance on every person who played a part in her downfall. Even if it means crossing lines, burning bridges, and becoming something darker than all of them. But even ice can melt. And Jude? He’s determined to melt her. As the line between their deal and desire blurs, Marion is forced to confront a terrifying truth: time is running out. Her enemies are more powerful, danger is in every corner, and secrets are on every page she turns. Who can she trust? And Jude? He may just be the one thing left holding her together. Will she let him love her, or will her thirst for revenge burn him down with the rest of them?

In a city where secrets breathe beneath cobblestone streets, 17-year-old Elara Moon finds a sealed letter with her name written in blood. The next morning, her parents vanish without a trace. Hunted by a faceless cult, stalked by shadows that whisper her name, Elara is thrust into a hidden world of ancient pacts and forbidden magic. Every answer she uncovers leads to more danger—and the terrifying truth that she is the final key to awakening a god long buried beneath the earth. But to survive, Elara must choose: unlock the power written in her blood... or burn with the rest of the world.

I was content with my life, studying and living with my loving parents. Until the day everything changed. I was taken by a ruthless man, the Mafia Don and the Alpha of the Romanesco. He took everything from me, my freedom, my innocence. “You are mine, Darina. You can hate me as much as you like.” But when he touches me and calls me his baby girl or his little fox, I melt. I am his slave, his plaything, but more than that. I am his soulmate.

She emerges from the ashes of her family and the pack's tragic demise... A beautiful, happy she-wolf who in an instant lost everything she has ever known, loved and cherished, trampled and killed by a devious enemy attack. From the blood and mangled flesh of her loved ones, a rage she has never known erupted and consumed her whole being allowing her to shift. The appearance of the supreme ferocious Red Wolf - the only one in existence! Shedding bloody tears, her heart in deep sorrow for she will be happy and content not being able to shift if it means she can have them back! When he learns what happened to her mate's pack, the emotionless Alpha King Lucian, the King of the Werewolves, for once feels devastation and fury he never felt before. He decided to come out from the shadows and leave everything behind to go to her. Boiling with uncontrollable jealousy, when some daring, bold wolves appear to covet what was always his, he informs her that she is his mate and the Luna of his pack. But will she acknowledge him when her soul and wolf are in tatters and clamoring for a bloodlust vengeance? He vowed to kill her adversaries and to keep her safe always from their enemies, but who would actually be doing the guarding? Let's check it out.

Kalipunan ng mga maiinit na kwento ng pagnanasa, tukso, at bawal na pag-ibig. Mga kwentong magpapaalab ng damdamin at maghahatid ng init sa bawat pahina.

R18+ (Romance/Thriller) What Lesley applied for at Maridona Nobles Asylum is the position of a part-time janitress. However, aside from cleaning, she was also forced to cook and care for the most fearsome, violent, and stubborn patient in the hospital called V-03. He was notorious for killing hospital staff, so no one dared to volunteer or clean his ward. She thought it was the end of her, but to her surprise, V-03 was one of the sweetest people she ever met. He was obedient as a puppy and innocent as a child, but only to her. He was also handsome as hell, far from the rumors she heard from the nurses. The more they spent time together, the more they got closer to each other. Until one day, she found out he was not human anymore as well as all the patients in the asylum. What hellish secrets does Maridona Nobles Asylum hold? And what is her connection to all of this? She will do everything to find out and save the love of her life.

SYNOPSIS Axion Rivera who was cursed ever since he was little, lived his whole life, trying to get a cure for himself. Finally, after 27 years of searching, it turned out there was hope for him. But only a Red Phoenix is capable of healing him. From the stories he heard, a Phoenix is pure, innocent, kind and down to earth but maybe fate was playing a little chase game with him. Maybe a Phoenix is pure but not the one capable of healing him. Finally meeting his healer sparked a really deep hatred in his heart for her. Why? He has only but one question; " How can a stripper be his Phoenix? " Phoenix Campbell, a naive innocent girl forced to strip by her foster mother and isn't aware she was a Red Phoenix. Her foster mother fell sick forcing her to signed a contract with Axion for one million dollars. But unknown to her that tiny piece of paper was about to bound her to him forever...

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker.