Rimuru Demon Lord

My stepfather arranged my marriage to a man twice my age. It's his way of making me pay for the sin of sending his son to prison. Two years ago,I made a mistake. One scream. One phone call. And I became an outcast,a traitor for people who called my stepbrother their lord. Now the man I once crushed over, Dante Morelli,my stepbrother is back.And he wants nothing but cold vengeance. He used to look at me with disdain,now he looks at me like he wants to break me into pieces and scatter it around. Older. Colder. Ruthless. He's a nightmare that once was my dream. And he isn’t here to forgive.He’s here for revenge. He doesn’t know what his father has planned for me.He doesn’t know that I’m already promised to another man.All Dante wants is my submission... my body, my soul, my very being, piece by piece, until nothing of me is left untouched. And he isn’t alone.His best friends now circle me like hungry sharks. Oliver and Allister are playing their own games, because my sin affected them too. Three men who not only rule the town, now rule me. I should hate them. I should fight. But before my arranged fiancé could claim me,Dante already had. Now, I’m his. Trapped in a twisted game of power and punishment. And the most dangerous part? A part of me wants to lose. This isn’t a love story. It’s a tale made of vengeance, obsession, and ruin. And when Dante decides my heart is what he wants next… he’ll take it too. Because the Lords always get what they want. And this time, they want me. Wrong Marriage, Right Love.

"Are you deliberately approaching me so you can sleep with me, woman?" "You're so confident! Even I don't know your name, Mr. Arrogant!” Alice Laurine Holmes, purposely comes to fancy bars and clubs to go crazy with men out of frustration. But unfortunately, she actually met a cruel man who is also known as the ruler in his city, Adam Anderson. Since that meeting, Adam has never let Alice out of his sight. Alice's life completely changed. When Alice felt her world was broken and not on her side, Adam came and offered a deal. "Be my woman then I will help you avenge your heartache." ~ Adam Anderson. What's their next story?

Warning! Explicit content! I smelt something different the moment I stepped foot in my room. It was dark and I couldn't see a thing, but something smelt different. I moved my hand to the wall, turning on the light switch. The entire place became bright immediately, and that was the moment my nightmare began, the moment my life changed forever. Electrifying shock tingled through me as I found a strange figure, seated in the middle of the room. My blood ran cold instantly. My legs tottered and my lungs stopped pumping air. His presence froze me at once, or was it his eyes that were as cold and dark as shadows carved in stones? They stared so coldly at me, cloaked in an eerie stillness that sent shivers down my spine. I had never seen a picture of the devil before. But this guy in front me looked like someone who must be very close to him. **** He had been stalking her for three days. He knew where she worked, where she lived and the dumb people she visited. She didn't have much friends, just a bunch of nuns who appeared in fúcking white garments. She smiled so brightly like she was the purest soul on earth. She acted so naive like she's never been fucked before. It didn't matter how much she pretended, how much she tried to hide her identity. She was his next target and he'd be treating her like one. He didn't become the King of the night for no reason; the renowned torturer. He'd torture her like he did to others, get the information he needed and put a sweet bullet in her head. She was not getting off his list.

To save the merfolk from slaughter, I seduced the vampire lord himself-Lazarus. He still loved me after all. For three days and three nights, he drowned himself in my body, unwilling to let me out of his arms for even a second. I roused from the haze of fleeting bliss, only to have a searing, corrosive liquid poured mercilessly over my head. "You with eternal healing can taste the sting of agony？" "Yet your trivial suffering pales in comparison to the loss of my kin you brought upon me. It is nothing at all!" "This is merely the beginning. Refuse to reveal where my parents lie hidden, and you shall never break free from this castle." He was convinced that I alone had destroyed everything he held dear. Holding the entire merfolk’s lives hostage, he confined me within the castle. Time and again, he tore open my chest by force, wrenching out my pearl of the mer, feeding its essence to Isolde to mend her frail flesh. He condemned me to sleepless nights, forcing me to cleanse the filth he left behind. Barefoot, I was made to dance the mermaid’s lament upon razor-sharp silver blades, writhing in pain to lull Isolde into slumber. Later, Isolde feigned a pregnancy. Driven by false tenderness for her, Lazarus took to slicing chunks of my immortal mermaid flesh with cold blades, brewing them into nourishing potions for her. Hatred for me burned deep in his bones, yet whenever I was on the brink of death, he would still force his own blood down my throat to keep me alive. "You presume too much on my lingering love for you, choosing silence over the truth, do you not? Aurora… tell me, what became of my parents?" I endured in silence, bearing witness to his love torn between hatred and longing. Soon, I would no longer need to guard that fatal secret. For a mermaid who dwells on land for three years shall wither and perish, severed from the sea that gives her life. Only three days remained until my final breath.

He’s my lover’s older brother, my sin, and my drug lord. While I am nothing but his brother’s lover, a sinner, and his… sex slave.

Sweetheart, I know you are pregnant, and that baby inside you womb is mine." The Mafia lord who is also Christy's boss said. Squeezing her nipples enough to make her moan. Then he suddenly pulled his hands. “And so are you, Christy," he snarled, jabbing a thick finger at Christy's swollen belly, his blue eyes burning' into her like a rattlesnake coiled to sink its fangs. Christy's blood ran cold immediately. How did he know she was pregnant? She hadn't told anyone, it's only her and the doctor that knows about her pregnancy. What happened between her and Lukas was a mistake, it was just a one night mistake and now he wants to claim her and her unborn child.

Blurb She ran from one devil straight into the arms of the worst one. Mikhail Lobanov… Las Vegas’s most feared mafia king, pins the trembling 19-year-old cocktail waitress against the penthouse elevator wall, thumb dragging across her lower lip. “You’re too beautiful to kill… so I’ll keep you.” One brutal thrust later, he’s buried deep inside her untouched body on the balcony overlooking the Strip, growling, “This pussy is mine now, Bella. Say it.” What begins as possession becomes obsession. He collars her. Claims her. Protects her. But when his enemies discover she’s carrying his child, the war turns personal. Kidnapped. Tortured. Rescued. Betrayed. In a world of blood, revenge, and unbreakable chains, one innocent beauty will either destroy the monster… or become his forever salvation. Dark. Possessive. Filthy. The Beauty and Her Dangerous Mafia Lord.

"I'm not going to marry you, and that's final" His gaze darkened, causing my heart to plummet deep down my stomach. "I don't particularly care what you want, Marcelina," he said flatly. "You walked away carrying something that belongs to me. That makes you mine until I decide otherwise." **** Marcelina never wanted love or marriage. She wanted a baby. After watching her mother disappear piece by piece to a hereditary neurological disorder, she makes a desperate decision. She will have a child before the illness can claim her too. But she will not pass the disorder on. So, she chooses the perfect genetic candidate. Domenico Vitali. Powerful. Untouchable. Dangerous. He was not a man people asked for favors. He was the kind of man they stole from... and prayed they survived. A man Marcelina believed she could use and never see again. One night. One calculated risk. But she was wrong. Because men like Domenico don't just disappear. When he discovers the truth, he calls the shots. "This ends one way," he tells her. "We're getting married." The longer they are bound together, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Domenico Vitali is not who she thought he was. And as secrets begin to surface, Marcelina starts to question everything. Did she truly trap a devil? Or did she step into a war she never saw coming?

WARNING: Please, before reading this book, note that it contains: violence, abusive scenes, and mature scenes. "I was supposed to kill you, Cassius," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Do you think you can?" he replied, his gaze piercing. He gently took my hand, the warmth of his touch contrasting sharply with the coldness of the IV drip that fed into my arm. "I would shoot a bullet into your head if..." I started, but before I could finish, he sealed my lips with a kiss—soft yet filled with an urgency that took my breath away. **** Zara Singh, an undercover assassin, receives a contract to seduce and eliminate Cassius DiMarco, the most feared Mafia king who is known for his ruthlessness. But what would happen when she finds herself unexpectedly drawn to Cassius? And what would happen when Zara finds out Cassius had a hand in her parent's death? Would she be able to forgive him? #2

Naalimpungatan ako dahil, sa sinag ng araw na tumatama sa muka. "Shit!" Mura ko dahil pakiramdam ko parang binugbog ang katawan ko sa sobrang sakit. Tamang babangon ako ng ma pansin Ko na hindi ko ito kwarto. Bumaba ang tingin ko sa katawan Ko na hubad at tanging kumot lang ang naka takip. "Mygod my virginity." naiiyak na bulong ko sa sarili ko. "Bwiset sino to?" Naguguluhang tanong ko sa katabi Ko na mahimbing na natutulog Kita sa muka nito na gwapo siya kahit pa nakapikit siya. Paika ika akong tumayo at sinuot ang puting polo niya. Wala ko sa sariling lumabas ng condo at deretsyong lumabas ng entrance para makasakay pauwi. Nandidiri ako sa sarili ko ibinigay ko ang pinakainingatan ko sa lalaking hindi ko naman kilala. Hanggang sa maka uwi ako ng condo ko wala parin ako sa sarili. Pumunta ako ang banyo at nanghihinang binuksan ang shower. Sunod sunod ang pagpatak ng luha ko wala na naisuko kona pano Kong mag bunga yon anong gagawin ko? Kasalanan to ng demonyo kong ex at kaibigan ko. Kong Hindi nila ko niloko Hindi hahantong sa ganto na makakarating ako ng bar at ma isusuko ang pinaka iingatan ko sa hindi ko kilala. Sobra ang ginawa Kong pag hilod sa katawan ko dahil sa pandidiring nararamdaman ko Natigilan ako ng maalala ang isang bagay. Pano Kong mag bunga ang gabing isang pagkakamali lang naman?