Smut Fic

Zelda adalah seorang Mafia terkaya di Negaranya , suatu ketika Zelda mengalami kecelakaan dan mengalami koma . Dan arwah Zelda masuk kedalam Jiwa seorang Pelajar yang telah mati , dia adalah Silvan siswa SMA yang selalu di jauhi oleh temannya karena Silvan adalah anak dari keluarga yang Miskin .

My neighbor's daughter is sick, and my mother forces me to donate a kidney to her. I've been malnourished since childhood—just drawing blood is enough to cost me my life. However, my mother says, "What does your death matter to me? Rhea is my actual daughter!" Only then do I learn that my mother switched me and our wealthy next-door neighbor's daughter at birth! I glance at my neighbor's daughter, but she's calm and unaffected. I watch as my mother signs the consent form for the operation. My father ties me to the operating table, and my brother performs the surgery. I have no strength to retaliate, so I make one last request—a DNA test with my mother. She agrees—she wants me to stop holding out hope. Later, I forget everything after the surgery, but she breaks down.

Lana rela masuk ke kandang macan demi membalas dendam pada Mikail, pria yang telah membunuh kedua orangtuanya. Dengan menyamar sebagai office girl, Lana berniat membunuh Mikail dengan meracuninya. Tapi yang terjadi, alih-alih melihatnya mati, Lana justru disekap dan dijadikan alat pemuas nafsu pria itu. Hati Lana semakin benci awalnya. Tapi ketika ia melihat sisi lain dari Mikail selama ia mengenalnya, apakah kebenciannya akan surut lalu berubah jadi cinta?

My mother despised me because I was the unintended consequence of a one-night stand. She poured all her love and attention into her students, treating them as if they were her own flesh and blood. One day, when her favourite pupil confessed his feelings for me, she flew into a rage. She slapped me hard across the face and called me a whore. Years later, as Alzheimer's clouded her mind, she forgot I even existed, yet still remembered every single one of her precious students. The irony was that not one of them ever came to visit her in the nursing home. They all loathed her just as much as I did.

Jenis pernikahan yang tak pernah kubayangkan akan kujalani. Menjadi istri kedua dari seorang pengusaha bertaraf go internasional. Aku seorang Alexandra yang memiliki nama keluarga Ganendra menanggung gelar sebagai istri kedua?! Hah! Lebih gilanya lagi permintaan ini bukan karena perselingkuhan ataupun aku menyukai lelaki tersebut. Tapi, istri sahnya sendiri yang mendatangi dan memintaku untuk menjadi madunya. Aku terpaksa menyetujuinya bukan karena aku kekurangan harta atau rawan jatuh miskin. Tapi, karena satu perkataan yang terlontar dari mulut Athan Vasaya Balazs. Dia mengatakan bahwa pernikahan kami adalah bentuk simbiosis mutualisme. Seolah dia mengetahui rahasia terbesar yang selama ini kusembunyikan dari orang disekitarku. Jadi bagaimana aku harus menjalani pernikahanku? Haruskah cukup dengan prinsip dasar tadi, ataukah akan muncul benih cinta dan perasaan di antara kami?

When her mate rode on another she-wolf and planned to send her away as a sacrificial gift, the betrayal cut deep and Aria felt the weight of the pain crushing her soul. The thought of being rejected once again was almost too much for Aria to bear. Aria begged for mercy from her new owner, the king of the werewolves, hoping that he would see beyond her weakness and offer her the protection she so desperately craved. But the question remained: would she receive the mercy she sought, or would she be cast aside like a mere object? *** The novel was created by Black Flame from an editor's outline. The novel is copyright Ideaink Six Cats.

"They were entwined with each other, luxuriating in the throes of passion, the man's robust body..." I was hiding in my office, secretly penning the next development in my story, when a voice from behind me began to read my words aloud, one by one. It was the new intern, a young man. I trembled, pleading with him, "Please, don't tell anyone." He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his hands bracing the edge of the desk, trapping me between his arms. "So, this is what you like?" His throat bobbed, and a smile played on his lips, "Then, why don't we... try it out, just the two of us...

Synopsis "I would have let the whole world burn just to be with him. Fate, however, had something else in mind for me." ~ Jo ***** It seems like Josette Elizabeth Vanderbilt has a perfect life. Perfect grades, wonderful friends, and a loving family. One thing she was missing was someone who loved her forever, her soul mate. In the end, she does find the man of her dreams, but it isn't who she expected. Their relationship doesn't begin well, but with time, it all returns to normal, to her perfectly happy life. Happiness, however, does not last forever. ***** Welcome to an action-packed, adventure-filled world of high school drama. In a world filled with Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and other supernatural beings. Take a trip with Josette down a path filled with laughs and tears, sacrifices and betrayals, love and hate. Discover The White Wolf's Sacrifice by reading my book.

In a world of twin sisters and destined mates, Jewel discovers her true love, only to have her sister steal him away. Sold and betrayed, Jewel embarks on a supernatural mission to avenge her lost love. With limited time and a deadly ultimatum, she must choose between saving herself or sacrificing someone she holds dear. Will Jewel find redemption, or forever be haunted by her choices?

During an ambush, I risked everything to save Matthew, but in doing so, I lost the ability to stand—my legs were permanently damaged. Matthew was devastated. Holding me close, he swore he would love me forever and never betray me. Overwhelmed with emotion, I agreed to marry him. In secret, I sought medical treatment, and after a long, gruelling journey, the day finally came when the doctor told me I could walk again. Overjoyed, I rushed home, eager to share the incredible news with him. However, the moment I pushed open the door, my world collapsed. Matthew was fooling around with his female assistant—right there in our home. On our bed. Wrapped in each other's arms, they kissed passionately, completely lost in the moment. As things heated up, the woman gazed at him and murmured, "Matt, why don't you just leave that cripple? She can't satisfy you at all." "Don't you love the thrill of sneaking around? It wouldn't be nearly as exciting if I left her." A wave of icy rage surged through me. So that was what our marriage meant to him—nothing more than a twisted game, a joke between him and his mistress. Drained and heartbroken, I turned and walked out. That night, I booked a flight back to my hometown. I was done with this city. Let Matthew live with his regret.