Novel & Cerita Sukuna Bored

"I'm your first kiss, right?" Damien smirked pinching my chin. "I'm the first to make you moan, right?" David grinned while kissing me. "I'm the first to have your virginity, right?" Dylan traced his hand from my shoulder to the waist. Pulling me away from the three of them, he hugged me tightly with darkened eyes, "I'm your first love, right?" Dominic roared making me nod involuntarily. When did it all start? That one night I wanted to escape from the fate of becoming a breeder but I became a toy to serve in their bed and a spy to survive in their web of deceit, the more I'm closer to them, the more dangers surrounding me but I've no other option, with them or without them, my life is at risk, so why don't I use them to shield me? I knew I'm nothing but a plaything to them, I'm aware that I'll be discarded one day, but I need them, not to survive but for revenge, I waited for them to be bored of me, but rather they're obsessed with me, and strangely, I'm craving for more, will I ever manage to escape from their clutches? Where will this forbidden relationship lead to?

Ruby Morgan was, in every way, an ordinary human. At twenty-six, she had never had a boyfriend, a date, or a first kiss. Throughout school, her crushes went unnoticed, perhaps due to her nerdy appearance or her tendency to blend in. She always chose studying over parties.​ Despite being a grown woman, she remained a virgin and was still intensely curious about sex. By day, she was the head technician at a top digital company; by night, she ran a small diner. Her quiet life was about to change with a single dare from her friend Whitney, who finally managed to drag her to a party one evening.​ Ethan Blackwood, a thirty-two-year-old Alpha, led the infamous Blood Moon Pack. He was a powerful figure in the werewolf world and a business magnate in the human realm, where he was seen as an unattainable aristocrat. To the world, he was a handsome, successful, and notorious bachelor, often at the center of a new scandal. He had been engaged three times, only to break it off each time, sometimes because the woman got too clingy, other times because he simply got bored and cheated. Women swarmed him, but Ethan had made a vow long ago: he would only settle with his fated mate.

“I reject you as my mate and the Luna of the pack.” Nathan gave me a bored look, the disdain on his face obvious as he pushed me away from him. My heart began beating fast, as the searing pain from the broken bond makes me slump on the ground, an ache so painful in my heart it has me looking for anything or anyone to hold on to. Alana is suddenly rejected by her mate in front of everyone after she has given him her virginity and they’ve planned their life together. Shocked by his rejection, she refuses to tell him about her pregnancy. Alana leaves the pack with a strange man much to Nathan’s dismay and disbelief. The pack she goes to and her old pack join hands suddenly due to a circumstance that makes packs close together to join hands, Nathan wants a second chance and he is sure the boy he sees with Alana is his, but she doesn’t believe him or want him anymore. “At least give me a second chance please.” He pleads, but she scoffs looking away. Will Alana accept Nathan’s apology? Will she risk having her heart broken again? Many things are exposed and Alana discovers many truths, will she accept them and face the common enemy about to break everyone down with Nathan?

When the heatwave apocalypse hit, the world turned into a literal oven. It was 140 degrees outside. The water dried up, and the power grid went completely dead. We had no choice but to make a run for the underground bunkers. Luckily, my boyfriend, Hudson, awakened ice powers. He is a man of few words, but he caters to my every whim. One day, I was being my usual spoiled self, begging him to waste his precious energy to make me some ice cream, when a sudden memory flooded my brain. It was a plotline. I realized I was living in a romance novel, and I was nothing but the useless, high-maintenance side character. All beauty, zero survival skills, and a constant burden to Hudson. According to the plot, he would eventually leave me behind, and I would die a gruesome death at the hands of some wasteland raiders. Meanwhile, Hudson would meet the REAL female lead—a woman as strong and capable as him. Terrified, I decided to pull away and stop weighing him down. But I didn't expect that the moment I distanced myself, Hudson would snatch the back of my neck, kissing me with a vicious, uncharted possessiveness. "Are you bored of me? Trying to shake me off?" he growled against my lips. "I'll never let that happen."

Lilly thought, her life would end soon enough, as she was too weak and exhausted from all the pain in her body. She couldn't take it anymore. The thing that kept her willing to live still there was her parents' last wish. For her to fight for her life. Her miserable life. At first, Lilly still hopes and believes that a slave, a low-life like her can have that proper living. Just like other normal living beings. But no. Normal and proper life was not in her fate. She is sure of it now. No hope for a low-life like her. A slave like her will always be a low-life creature. They either die on the street like rats or a breeder for another creature. -------In a harsh world where a girl with an unlucky fate like Lilly lives, she no longer has the will to live. So, when Alpha Ken, bored of her as his plaything. She didn't even beg for her life when he decided to sell her off to the Lycans. Because Lilly decided to die in another place. Far away from here. Will that happen? What will happen when she finally arrives at a place far away from her expectations? Will Lilly stick to her plan and give up on her life, or will she fight for herself once again when she finds them, the ones that Moon Goddess destined for her?

Bored of having nothing to do at home, I hide my identity and apply for a job as a designer at the company my son, Jonathan Grady, runs. A few months later, I'm informed that the company wants to optimize its workforce, and I'm the first to get axed. "Why?" "Because you're menopausal. You can't get pregnant." Hearing that makes me scoff. What kind of absurd reason is that? "A designer uses her brains to do her job, no? When did a womb become so important?" I point at Sasha Johnson, who'd been hired before me and was now sitting at her desk, snacking on popcorn instead of working. "Her line compositions are still a complete mess, and she spends all of her time watching TV shows in the office. But just because she's pregnant, she's not included in the company's layoffs?" Fiona Lewis, the HR manager, looks at me as though I'm an idiot. "How can an old hag like you, who still has to work, compare yourself to her? She's pregnant with the boss' baby, you know. She's the future Mrs. Grady! The money we save from having to pay your salary can go toward buying her prenatal supplements." I freeze in shock. Did my son knock up one of his employees? But he told me he didn't want to have any kids!

My Job? Keep Creed Empire’s playboy CEO away from gold-diggers. My secret? I used to be one. ~ My name is Jenna. A quick one before my lovely writer takes over. To the world, I’m Jason Creed’s bodyguard… tough looking and unfeminine. The perfect image of an official bodyguard. But my real assignment has nothing to do with criminals or rivals, like you’d expect. Instead, I keep the leeches away — the ladies Jason drags into his bed because he’s bored of his grandmother’s ‘approved list’ of women. Yes, I know how pathetic that sounds. But this job pays for my father’s treatments, and it’s my one shot at a real fucking guard academy. Then Jason sleeps with the wrong girl… a blogger’s daughter with a habit of blackmail. His grandmother, the Baroness, gives me 48 hours to fix it or I’m fired. So I made a deal with the playboy himself. One night… One vow to his grandmother – a vow that can never be broken. Jason laughs in my face. A tomboy like me? Please. He has no idea what I’m capable of. No idea how easy I could get a man wrapped around my finger. No idea about the man who’s been hunting me for years. That night changes everything. But the Creed Family may not survive it when my past comes knocking.

My boyfriend found my menstruation disgusting and forced me to undergo subdermal implantation. From then on, I no longer had periods and couldn’t conceive. One day, I had a fever reaching 40°C and couldn’t contact him. I went to the hospital alone, only to stumble upon him attending a prenatal checkup with his secretary. He told her: “Baby, don’t worry about Claire. She only listens to me here, doesn’t she?” “We can postpone the wedding for another five years. She’s loyal to me like a dog anyway.” “In the meantime, keep fulfilling your end of the arrangement I’ve promised you.” “Of course, I’ll continue loving you... until I’m tired of you.” My heart shattered. I’d proposed to him 43 times in seven years, only to fail every single time. It turned out he just hadn’t gotten bored of me yet? This time, I decided not to wait any longer. I turned my back on him and agreed to the marriage my mother arranged in the countryside. On the day my ex was supposed to accompany me to try on wedding dresses, he found an empty room and a wedding invitation I left for him to celebrate my marriage to someone else. Panic consumed him as his world fell apart...

Life was tough for Svetlana Kozlovsky already courtesy to Bratva who was on a hunt to find her dead or alive but she apparently hadn't seen the worst of it yet. Well, until she met Luca Alessio Giannini, Don of the Cosa Nostra, faked being his arranged fiancé and becoming pregnant with his imaginary baby... Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky 23-year-old, Second generation heir of Russian Mafia syndicate: Frivolous, scheming and clever as she is, her heart is plated in gold. Through series of bad childhood experiences molded her to be her caution self, she is a surgeon by profession with traumatic practice experience as a disciple of a mad doctor. Love and trust doesn't come easy to her. Luca Alessio Giannini 29-year old, head of the Italian Mafia. Apparently the CEO of Multi-Billion Company, he works in black and white trades. To the world he is self-made jolly playboy billionaire but under the veil he is cunning, promiscuous and when provoked a cold-hearted killer. Bored of every person meeting him with servitude, he immediately get attracted by the ice-cold Russian beauty who doesn't bat her eyes twice at him. With her devil-may-care attitude and aloofness to his charm, she is quick to catch the eyes of the Mafia King and he wants her. And nothing stops him from getting what he wants, not even the Raven head beauty who has his heart in her clutches.

For five years, Gideon—my brother's Beta—and I had a secret. We were supposed to announce our mating at the pack's Winter Solstice festival. Instead, he breathed hot against my ear. "Babe, we've been sleeping together for five years. I'm bored with you. Find someone else for the marking ceremony, alright?" I didn't cry. I just gave a calm, simple nod. "Alright." Only because in my last life, I had begged him through tears to complete the bond. After he finally marked me, he grew cold. He never again woke me by rubbing his stubbled chin against my forehead. Even when we made love, he kept his eyes shut, as if he were with someone else, just using my body. When I was in agony giving birth to our pup, fighting for my life, he left me. He was going to comfort his savior, Aveline. The old wound she suffered saving him had relapsed, sending her into a mental spiral. In that moment, I finally understood. A mark I had to beg for was nothing but a curse, a wound that would never heal. This time, I pulled away with a smile, removing his hand from my waist. "You're right. I'm tired of it, too. We're done."