Sharingan Naruto Eyes Novels & Stories

Cinzia, brutalized and sold off after the death of her parents, found herself at the mercy of the ferocious Hybrid King. She lost all sense of reasoning while with him, and even her main goal, which was to avenge the death of her parents. He was known as the Hybrid King, a man of mixed blood, shrouded in mystery. But no one truly knew who he was. Cinzia, in his eyes, was the solution to a problem he had suffered for many years – a possession he acquired on impulse. Despite his treatment of her, her presence in his life was somehow redeeming. Could she succeed in penetrating his frozen heart and curing him of the curse before it was too late? Would she succeed in bringing justice to her dead parents when she found the killer, or would she cower forever in the presence of the Hybrid King, who now more than ever treated her as nothing? ______ "I, Cinzia Aetos, daughter of the slain Alpha and Luna of the Royal wolf tribe, reject all your possible advances, whatever you have in mind..." His anthracite eyes swirled into a dangerous golden color, and his grip on my wrists tightened. "W-what are you doing?" I sputtered. "Let go of me this instant!" "I, Raphael Grace, The Hybrid King, accept you, Cinzia Aetos, as the mate sent by the goddess Selene. I promise to do as I desire with you. I swear on the river Styx and by my father, Zeus, the god of the sky!" The heavens thundered, and I saw a lightning flash in his eyes briefly before he pushed me away from him. What had just happened? He swore and accepted me as his mate?!

"Don’t talk. Just listen.” Chloe tilted her head, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. “Do you remember what happened on October 13th, 2014?” she asked. Mira’s eyes widened. “Why are you bringing back my pain, Chloe?” she whispered, her voice trembling. Chloe giggled, a soft, wicked sound. “On that day, you lost the one thing that ever mattered to you,” she said slowly. “The one thing you wanted so badly with Ethan… a child.” Tears gathered in Mira’s eyes. Her heart ached with the memory. But Chloe wasn’t done. She leaned closer and said, “Have you ever wondered how your son really died, Mira?” Mira’s eyes flickered with confusion and fear. Chloe smiled and sat down beside her. “You see,” she began, “when I was abroad, I had a bone marrow issue. I needed a transplant. And guess what? Ethan and I were still in contact back then.” Mira’s throat went dry. She swallowed hard but said nothing. Chloe continued, her voice dripping with pride. “Ethan was the one who brought up the idea of using Adrian’s bone marrow. Your son’s.” Mira froze, her heart pounding painfully in her chest. “Yes,” Chloe said, grinning. “He secretly brought me back to the city to get it done. And do you remember the car accident he had around that time? It was all staged. Ethan did it to cover up what happened—because Adrian couldn’t make it after the transplant.” Mira stared at her, tears spilling down her

“Undress yourself.” He ordered, his eyes half lidded, gazed at her. Her innocent eyes fixed at him. “C’mon,” he leaned more “Will you?” he dominated her senses. Her eyes softened, she softly nodded. Her fingers fumbled at the hem of her top, hesitating. She peeked up at him for permission, like she was afraid. But he didn’t react. He only watched. With trembling hands, she slipped off her top. When she looked up, he was already staring. She reached down, fingers brushing over the waistband of her skirt. Hesitantly, she pulled the strip free, and the skirt dropped soundlessly to her feet, pooling like surrender, leaving her only in her white little pant. A growl echoed from his throat as his hand shot up, gripping her jaw, not hard, but enough to make her gasp. “You’re perfect like this.” he muttered against her lips. “So fucking good when you obey.” Her lashes kissed her flushed cheeks. “Get on your knees!” ***** He’s dangerous. He’s Cruel. She’s innocent. Too fragile. Rosa’s life had always been ordinary… until she met Killian Salvatore, the enigmatic and dangerously captivating man who awakens desires she can’t control. To the world, Killian was a respected professor, calm, brilliant, untouchable. But behind closed doors, he ruled the underworld as a ruthless Mafia lord. As their forbidden bond of lust and desire deepens, the twisted secret and bitter truth slowly reveals, destroying everything. Then? NOTE: DARK ROMANCE INSANELY OBSESSIVE BOOK. SO BE AWARE.

I stopped at her cell and if it was impossible for me to stop breathing, I think I did for a second. The second I met her eyes, those brown eyes, my wolf cried out inside. I could't stop staring. She had an oval face, pale skin, large brown eyes and full lips. Her hair was a mess and I could see her shivering. To me, she was the most beautiful woman to walk the realm. “Caden?” Dorian's voice pulled me out of the trance. I had even forgotten he’s there. “What’s your name?” I demanded. She bared her teeth at me and looked to the side. I couldn't sense any wolf. Could she feel anything? Is she drawn to me, the way I'm drawn to her. The Goddess gave me a wolfless rogue as a mate after all the years of waiting. This wasn't fair. *** Selene ran from her pack, locked her wolf, and chose exile. Alpha Caden spent years hunting rogues. Now the Fates handed him one as a mate.   The bond is silent on her end, he could easily reject her. That's what his pack would want, Instead he’s dragging her into his cabin, telling himself it’s protection.    Selene knows that if he learns who she really is, he’ll chain her and deliver her back to the Alpha she escaped.  When enemies close in and her secrets threaten to rise to the surface. Selene must choose: run from the Alpha who could ruin her… or risk trusting the one who might be her salvation.    

Vampire and Wolf alike lowered their heads in his presence, but I looked him directly in the eyes, not at all intimidated by his beast or strong sex appeal, or so I thought. This is my story of how I tamed a feral beast of a man. But he was the one who changed me. I'm Jade Pinkerton, and this is my story...

"Fuck me harder" she yelled. Her eyes were closing in ecstacy but he didn't stop, he continued. Dark Desires is a short erotica collections. It's filled with forbidden desires and affairs and it's not for underage. It contains bdsm and harem, if you can't handle it, then skip. This book will make your body shiver in ecstacy and pleasure.

When she woke up, she looked at herself in the mirror, and her bloody tattooed face turned up like a ghost, looking at her spicy eyes for a second. When she died, she had another love and fled with all her heart and hated him. The last I brain was sandwiched by the door and put in a brilliant old...

In the centre of the world of riches, guns and illegality. Stood a beautiful man with temperament as cool as sea and anger as violent as a tsunami. Eyes as deadly as an eagle and stare ,scary enough to bring half of this world down on its knees. Born with a silver spoon and the next heir to the network of the biggest mafia's in the world was he, Vincenzo Giordano Accardi .......................................................... Surrounded by country side waste and petty thieves. With pockets empty but heart loaded. Stood a poor girl with an average face. Heir to her father's debts and a mere room in the slums at the outskirts of the city. With a smile on those chapped lips and hope in those big brown eyes was she, Amara Luca ...................................................... He had 3 simple rules which she broke one by one . Rule 1 To love family before everything Rule 2 To reward deception with death. Rule 3 To never fall in love ......................................................... "He was the king of the underworld while she was a mere player in it, But then rules are meant to be broken when hearts overweight brains and deception plays its game." ...............................................

The myth of The White Wolf has been told for centuries across pack houses around the world. Parents tell it to their offspring as bedtime stories, an old wives tale, the story so saturated and changed over time, every story has become different. When the new alpha of the Starlight pack shows up on the doorstep of the Dark Moon pack asking for protection for his little sister, alpha Ricardo is reluctant to say yes. He is no babysitter, he is known to be one of the most ruthless alphas of all time, conditioning his pack to be the most loyal. But he has a debt to pay to the Starlight pack, and he always pays his debts. He reluctantly agrees to house the girl, but as soon as he lays his eyes on her, he instinctively knows she is like no other wolf he has ever encountered. Her eyes hold secrets better left undiscovered, and the longer she stays with him, he knows he is in serious trouble. The girl might just be his mate...

“Is this what you wanted?” He sneers, eyes cold and unforgiving. It was as if I was looking into the eyes of a stranger. He looks down on me due to his tall stature. “To be the ‘pathetic’ whiny burden you have always been?” I flinch at his words. No, this cannot be, this cannot be happening. This is not my Nate, my Nathaniel. I struggle to maintain my composure. My breath came in shallow, ragged gasps, each one a painful reminder of the betrayal that had brought me to this breaking point.  ********* At just five years old, she was abducted and replaced to protect her family’s reputation, as it would have been scandalous for her influential father to have a kidnapped child. Returning home, she felt like a stranger in a place where her parents had long forgotten their love for her. Nate her husband, was her knight in shining armor… or so she thought. Betrayed and left to die by the people she trusted. What happens when life gives her and her unborn child a second chance?