Succubus Eyes

"You're my property, and that's what you'll remain forever," He walked closer to me, his dark eyes looking deep into my soul, "I'll make sure you pay for the damage you've caused and the humiliation I felt that day." His cold and menacing words sent chills down my spine as he spoke with gritted teeth. His eyes glinting with hatred as he stared at me. I mustered all the courage I could find deep within me and straightened my spine as I opened my mouth to speak, "I will repay what I and my father owe and then I will be free from your monstrous grip." Despite my heart heaving hard against my chest. His lips curled into a smirk, his eyes glinting fiercely, "Have a nice try then." He spat, as satisfaction twinkled in his eyes. Elsa Elkins' dream of living a simple life with the one who would cherish her for the rest of her life was shattered when she found herself back in the life of Leonard Kish - the man she had escaped from on the day of their wedding. Her quest for freedom and survival pushed her deeply into entangling with him, crumpling her initial desires. However, she was faced with the challenges of accepting his true identity or walking away from him - Her Monstrous Husband.

Autumn Dawson had only ever loved one man, Ivan Ashton, her husband. For twelve years, she devoted her life to him, only to have her heart shattered when he married her sister on their 11th anniversary. Shortly after, she met a mysterious death and was reincarnated three years before her demise. This time, she vowed things would be different. On their ninth anniversary, when Ivan brazenly introduced his mistress for the first time, Autumn refused to remain silent. No longer the mute dog wagging her tail at her husband's call, she stood up, her eyes blazing with fury. "I want a divorce," she declared, her voice resonating with newfound strength. The room fell silent, the shock evident on both Ivan's and her sister's faces. For the first time, Autumn wasn't backing down. She had had enough, and she was determined to seek revenge on every single person who had wronged her in her past life. But as she prepared to walk away, Ivan grabbed her arm, his eyes filled with desperation. "I want a second chance," he pleaded. Autumn's eyes narrowed, her resolve hardening. "Over my dead body," she spat, yanking her arm free. This time, Autumn Dawson wasn't just fighting for herself. She was ready to take down anyone who dared to stand in her way.

Alena Reed is a hopeless romantic. And when she falls for someone, she falls hard. Too bad she’d set her eyes on Christan Taylor. He’s twelve years her senior and a very successful businessman. She realized they have business ties but they weren’t acquainted. That is, until her sister got married. The first time she’d seen him, she was moved by his story. But of course, she knew that wasn’t the whole of it. He’d been married before and has two children. His wife was killed years ago. Does she pity the man? No. But in her eyes, he’s extremely attractive and in need of affection. Love. Despite her father’s disagreement, she still chased after him. He rebuffed her many times, but she promised to try harder. Whatever it takes.

"Please leave me, I don't want you as my mate. I hate you." I said to the emotionless man who is standing in front of me, he is looking calm but I can see in his eyes that he is not going to forgive me. "Too late baby, moon goddess already bound as together, and let me tell you, you can never escape from me, but you already made a mistake." He said to me with his dangerous eyes and advances his steps towards my direction. "I will escape from you again, I am not that fragile girl that I used to be," I said to him with hatred lacing my voice. He smirked at me and I know that I am in danger, but I am not going to back out. I am ready to put up a fight.

Marco Elizalde is the literal definition of perfection. He was the "Son of Heaven" and the golden boy of a powerful family. For four years, si Elena Valdez lang ang kaisa-isang reyna sa altar niya. Everyone thought they were endgame, until a messy scandal turned their love story into a public nightmare. Five years later, fate brought them back together. Idiniin siya ni Marco sa pader, his eyes burning with pure hatred. "Disappear cleanly. Huwag ka nang magpapakita sa akin," he hissed. Elena’s answer? Isang maikling, "Okay." Pero kahit anong pilit ni Marco na lumayo, he’s still hopelessly obsessed. Nang mabunyag ang katotohanan, the proud prince finally broke. With bloodshot eyes, he gave her an ultimatum: "Marry me, at ako na ang magpapasan ng lahat ng utang mo."

“God—” “Not God,” he muttered against my neck, biting the skin there. “Me. Say my name.” “Dorian!” I cried, back arching. “That’s it.” He stroked faster, his thumb teasing over the tip, slicking me up. “Good boy. Take it.” Ezra Monroe was raised to be pure. The perfect choir boy. Twenty-two and untouched—soft voice and eyes that have never looked too long at sin. But one man ruins everything. Father Dorian Vale. The moment his eyes meet Ezra’s, something snaps. And a good boy learns how to kneel for the wrong man. He was supposed to guide him to heaven. Instead, he’s teaching him how to sin. He’s not here to save Ezra. He’s here to ruin him. Slowly. Until every prayer sounds like his name.

"I can't think when you touch me," she whispered, fighting the intoxicating pull of his presence. "You are mine," he said, eyes flashing with primal intensity. "And I am yours. Forever." The last thing Belle expected on her flight to Paris was to get kidnapped. Grayson was unlike any man she'd ever met--magnetic and devastatingly handsome, his touch sent sparks racing along her skin. But there was something odd about him. The way his men treated him like royalty, his inhuman speed and strength, the way those piercing green eyes would sometimes flash to an unnatural and haunting pure black. Belle is dragged deeper and deeper into a hidden world full of mystery and danger. Will she be able to escape her captor before she's swallowed whole? Does she even want to?

I stood like a status calculating what is happening like a theory (my first kiss) I broke the kiss and a resounding slapped landed on my face. How dare you kiss me you jerk she yell with her eyes turning red. Take this for a start

The night before her wedding, Drita Samaniego made a mistake she could never take back—a one-night stand with a stranger whose hazel eyes haunted her. But fate played cruelly. On her wedding day, he showed up again… as her husband’s half-brother.

His voice dropped lower. “You saw the news, didn’t you? The little warning on the LED TV?” Her eyes flickered. “…Yes, sir.” “Then why didn’t you turn back?” Her mouth opened, but no words came out. “And you saw they’ve never shown my face on the news.” He tapped his temple, eyes glinting. “But now you’re staring right at me. You know exactly what I look like. You think I’ll let you walk away?” “No! Please!” Isabella’s voice cracked, tears falling. “I promise with my mother’s grave—I’ll never speak of this! Please, just spare me!” Alessandro smirked, lifting his gun. “People like you swear. People like you also betray. Let’s see…” Her whole body locked. “No, no, please—” The gun fired. Isabella screamed. But when she opened her eyes, the bullet hole smoked in the wooden floor beside her. Her chest heaved. Her hands shook. She collapsed onto the ground, sobbing. Alessandro leaned back, laughing softly. Then—something in her snapped. She pushed herself up on trembling legs. “You want to kill me? Then fucking do it!” His brows lifted. “What the fuck is wrong with you gangsters?” she yelled, her voice shaking. “Do I look like someone who can hurt you? You almost made me wet my pants out there with your bullets. Do you think that’s funny?” One of his men growled, stepping forward, hand raised. “How dare you talk to the boss like that—” “Stop,” Alessandro ordered sharply, raising his hand without taking his eyes off her. Isabella’s chest heaved. “You think taking lives is funny?” She beat her chest with her fist. “Fine. I’m going to walk out that door right now. Shoot me if you want.”