Spider With Orange Legs

His cum dripped down my chin, mingling with my tears, a stark reminder of his dominance, his control. ***** I came to ruin my ex. I never meant to kneel for his father. I came back to ruin Caleb Vane. I had a plan that was cold, sharp, and merciless. But then I met Malric Vane. The man doesn’t flirt. He commands. One glance and my legs trembled. One word and I was on my knees. He’s the Lycan every wolf fears. The man no one touches. And now I wake up in his bed, spread wide, bite-marked, and dripping for more. He says I wasn’t born…I was made. Made to obey. Made to please him. And the worst part? He’s right. Because every time he calls me good girl, I forget my revenge. I just want to be ruined all over again.

They say every wolf has a fated mate. But not me. I was cursed, mateless, wolfless… worthless. My mates die before they can claim me. One by one, death takes them. And fear makes the others run. So my family did what they thought was best. Sold me off like I was nothing. But then… Two survives. One Mafia Alpha. One Devil. Now I’m caught between a past mate and a devil who would burn the world for me. Again. They both want me. They both burn for me. But only one is mine and only one will survive. Deep down, I'm terrified I know who. And you know too. "When the devil finds his bride, and they two become one. There will be chaos in the world." These words confirmed my fears. Sit tight with your legs soaked in water and pick up MATED TO DARKNESS, cause it'll be a long and fast one.

“Do you want me to show you?” He asked. I nodded, too weak to answer. His strong arms lifted me off the ground and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I felt him drop me on my bed. His eyes had darkened with desire. I wanted him. I wanted him so bad. He dropped slow, teasing kisses on my neck, on my ears, nibbling on the lobe. I felt his hand creep under my shirt and I gasped. He wrapped the hand around my waist and pulled me closer. I moaned softly, digging my nails into his back. He suddenly withdrew from me. “Who's the whore now?” He asked and then proceeded to walk away, leaving me by myself on the bed **************************************** From being the unnoticed calculus nerd to having the full attention of the school's bad boy, the principal's son.

“You need to know what you are getting into, sweetie.” He smirked, running his eyes down my body, stripping me bare with his dark, wanton eyes. I gulped and took slow steps towards him, walking on shaky legs but trying to look strong. “You don't know I am, Mark. Bring it on. I can sate your demons.” No matter how dark they are. After all, I'm not the angel he thinks I am… **** Running from her foster parents, Giulia had a run-in with Mark, a Mafia Lord in Spain. The meeting was incidental, but it sealed the hearts of the strangers, bringing them back to each other despite how far they tried to go. One is a sadist, and the other is a closeted masochist, waiting for the right one to set free her inner restraints. Will their paths be straight, or will there be internal and external forces trying to keep them apart? Would Giulia succeed in taming the mafia Lord, or will his darkness engulf her? Note: This is the second book in the series.

The day before my wedding, my daughter and I got into a car accident. My daughter died instantly, and I was left with broken legs, condemned to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. When Spencer Ford found out, he rushed us to the hospital, his actions frantic, almost out of control. In the midst of my pain, I overheard a conversation between Spencer and his assistant. "The car's been disposed of. Lorelei will never find out that we tampered with it. But I'm compelled to ask… Rowena was your own daughter. Was it really worth it, losing her for Melanie? "When Rowena was dying, she was calling for you to save her… I could hardly bring myself to do it." Spencer remained silent for a long time, the tension in the air thick. Then he slowly exhaled a plume of smoke. "Melanie's pregnant. I won't let anyone compete with her child for the inheritance. And all of this is Lorelei's fault. She brought it on herself."

I loved Clara deeply. When she was in danger, I didn't hesitate to save her, even at the cost of my own life. The incident left both my legs broken and confined me to a wheelchair, but she promised we'd marry once she passed her medical boards. To help her focus on her studies, I worked tirelessly, wheeling myself around day and night to make ends meet. But behind my back, she rekindled her relationship with Caleb Carter, her childhood sweetheart. One day, I found her in his arms, laughing and happy. I confronted her, demanding to know why she'd betrayed me. She responded by shoving me to the ground, treating me like I was worthless. Then she pulled a scalpel from her medical bag, her hands steady as she held it over my chest. "Caleb needs a heart transplant to live," she said. "Please, help me one last time."

At 18, she desperately wanted to meet her wolf, but to her dismay, never shifted. She's 22 now, still haven't met her wolf and labeled "The ruined", "The wolfless" by her own pack and hasn’t found her mate. To make up for all she lacked, she trained herself to the core, becoming a weapon on two legs in order to protect her pack and prevent history from repeating itself. Until her own brother, the new Alpha of crescent Island Pack sends away with a ribbon on the head, to the one feared alpha of the South, A man with hatred rooted so deep within him, A man whose secrets are enough to bring down a nation. And a man who will uncover hidden secrets about herself. Eden finds herself in a whole new world where the existence of supernaturals lies on her shoulders. Will she live happily with her new cold-hearted husband, or will the card of fate of fate subject her to unending suffering and cruelty at the hands of the man she is supposed to spend the rest of her life with?

My husband, Joaquin Landon, is a renowned wax sculptor. He hangs up on me when I call him to save my life so he can focus on the wax sculpture his cousin wants. Amphetamine is injected into my system, so my mind is clear as I watch my nails get removed one by one. Every inch of my skin is covered in burning hot wax. My hair and lashes are plucked off, and my organs are ground. Steel pipes are inserted into my legs, and I'm turned into a wax sculpture. Joaquin sees me during an exhibition. His colleague tells him that the wax sculpture he sees looks eerily like me, but he merely looks disgusted. "All she does is cause trouble and act unreasonably. She's better off dead." What he doesn't know is that I already am. Joaquin doesn't recognize that I'm the wax sculpture before him.

"Alpha...please, I-I can't do this.." Her voice stutters when he touches her core and spreads her legs even wider. "I'm the Alpha. You can't say no to me," Carlo whispered as he gave her delicate ears a bite and guided himself into her. Her scream was muffled when he locked her lips in a lustful kiss. *** After finding out she was pregnant with Alpha King, Carlo Donovan's baby from the mighty Blackthorn pack, Catrina Marine insisted on seeking his responsibility, but no one believed her. Humiliated and then banished, she endured miserable days with no one by her side. After four years of healing from all the hurt and trauma, Catrina is now determined to assert her rights and seek revenge for the pain she went through. Carlo never expected her to make a comeback—the little omega who had consumed his thoughts for the past four years—and now she returns for his ruin!

Paul Henry had to be discharged from the army due to paralysis of his legs, half a year his temper was not very good, so Grandpa Dylan Henry wanted Paul to get married so that he could feel a little happier. Fiona also ran to find Paul because of this news, he said he wanted her to help him get out of here. Without thinking, she agreed. Paul was brought home by Fiona to provide accommodation and meals. Although it is very difficult to earn money to support him, she feels a love that she has never had before. Paul wants to go abroad to treat his feet, before leaving he just leaves her a piece of paper. When Fiona came home from work to find him gone, life became as dark as before meeting him. She was angry and didn't want to talk to him, Paul had to comfort her for a long time before she could forgive him.