Sukuna Finger

Mein Bruder feiert draußen, ich gehe ihn abholen. Während ich wartete, hörte ich meinen Bruder Markus Richter fragen: „Hast du nicht eine Freundin? In all der Zeit habe ich sie noch nicht kennengelernt.“ Plötzlich stockte mir der Atem. Markus und ich waren seit drei Jahre in einer geheimen Beziehung – niemand wusste davon. Seine Stimme klang gelangweilt, als er antwortete: „Das ist keine Freundin, nur ein Zeitvertreib. Heiraten will ich sowieso nicht.“ Meine Finger krümmten sich zu Fäusten. Ohne zu zögern stieß ich die Tür auf.

The two brothers who were supposed to be in a marriage alliance with me fell in love with my adopted sister instead. They tricked me into shaving my hair just to cheer her up and locked me in a skiing cabin for an entire night. I tolerated their actions because of my parents' instructions. However, when my adopted sister accidentally slit her finger while cutting up some fruits, they forced me to the hospital to extract 2000 ml of blood. I cried and begged for mercy, but they said that I deserved to be punished for bullying my adopted sister. I gave up on them and turned to get into their older brother's car. The two men who had constantly been talking about canceling the wedding ended up crying in regret at my wedding.

It all began in London when 4-year-old Claire witnessed a bigger boy getting bullied, "Hey! Let him go or I'll break your legs and give them to Mr Boo!" "Everyone, it's Claire!" One of the boys shouted and they all ran away from her. She had a standing reputation for beating up youngsters, and she was so popular among them. Claire went to the bullied boy, and instead of helping him up, she shook her head at him, "Such a crybaby. My Mr Boo is stronger than you.'' She flaunted her little teddy bear, which she called Mr Boo, in the boy's face and scoffed at him. ''Thank you." The boy appreciated. "It's okay." The boy stood up from the floor and dusted his tux pants, "What's your name?" Claire must return to find her father, so, there was no time to reply to him. She subconsciously dropped Mr Boo as she left. The boy picked up the bear from the floor, and on the teddy, he saw a raised index finger and a raised middle finger, forming a V shape. "Her name must start with a V. Veronica? Victory? Or probably Violent?" He kept on guessing what her name could be with a smile on his face. .... That marked the first time Claire met her anonymous admiral. She forgot about him, but did he? What would happen when he suddenly appeared before Claire in a totally different identity? What happened when he had grown so much that he couldn't love Claire purely, but was obsessed with her after watching her grow? How much would Claire take when she had to babysit him because she liked her men cute and shy, and he made himself a handful of those? Find out and there are a lot more to uncover....

WARNING MATURE CONTENT!!! A devastated lady went to a bar to drink away her pains after she caught her fiance and her bestie on the bed. At that moment of her being drunk, she mistakenly took a tycoon CEO as a host to attend to her needs. Under the desperation to get away from her pains on what her fiance did to her. She had a hot night with the strange man under the influence of the she took. Just one night that change her life forever. What happens, when the stranger she thought to be a host want more than just a night with her. "I want him!"She squealed, pointing a well manicured finger to the god of a man. There were gasps in the room as everyone gawked at the woman who dared to point a finger at the stranger. She obviously didn't know who he was, other wise, she wouldn't have dared to alter the words that came out of her mouth. "I said, I want him!" She repeated even louder than before. "Madam, I think you should sit down and continue your drink. You're digging your own grave!" The waiter whispered. "Oh shut the up! I want him and I will get him!" She screamed again, ignoring the waiter's warning. Her loud voice finally got the attention of the mysterious man. He looked around him and noticed that the beautiful drunk woman was indeed pointing at him. "I said I want him! He is the host!" She was saying. A wicked smirk curled up the mysterious man's lips as he observed Aria. She would make a good meal for the night. "Go bring get me that woman." He whispered to one of his men.

On my birthday—the same day Troy hyped some "surprise" for me online—I saw a photo that afternoon. He was on my horse. With his assistant. His shirt hung open, red finger marks dragged across his chest. Caption? [First time in my life. Thanks to him.] The comments went wild: [Jealous of whoever touched those abs.] [That position... damn.] Troy liked that one. My chest went cold. I thought that side of him was just for me. Turns out—it could be anyone. I washed the horse myself. Scrubbed off every trace. Then I signed the ranch over to him. "You can give the rest away. Pick whoever you want." He lit up. I said yes to the arranged marriage.

“You are the property of the Don. You belong to me, and I won’t hesitate to burn anyone who even thinks of laying a finger on you,” he murmured, his hot, husky breath brushing against my ear. My breath hitched as I feel his lips pressed against my neck. “Mine to devour,” he whispered, his voice trailing lower. “Mine alone.” •••• When Iris is sold by her grandmother, only to be auctioned and bought by the most dangerous man she’d ever laid eyes on—Damon Vyone —her world fractures. A man who kills without flinching. Now, she belongs to him. Nowhere to run. No escape. And he has no intention of letting her out of his sight.

What will happen when the twenty-years-old captivating Cinderella, Ameera Ebid, who lives with her drug addicted stepmother and debauched stepbrother in Damascus, Syria meets not a Prince but a cold, heartless white-collar Mafia, Haider, who has the whole city of Mexico wrapped around his finger ? Character Description - Ameera Ebid - A twenty-years-old perplexing girl who becomes a victim to a conspiracy and is sold away from Damascus, Syria to Oakland, California by her own stepmother and brother to a Mafia. While saving her life from the same mafia, Ameera meets Haider, whom she falls in love with at first sight. The Haider - A twenty-four-years-old cold, heartless white-collar Mafia, who has the whole city of Mexico wrapped around his finger, falls in love with Ameera while trying to save her from the human traffickers. Unaware that the people from whom he is saving this strange girl, Ameera are the biggest rivals of Haider. Kabir Castillo - A twenty-two-years-old gracious, benevolent and impenetrable boy falls in love at first sight with Ameera during a trip to Syria. Later on he learns of the evil intentions of Ameera's stepmother and step brother so he decides to take away Ameera from her evil stepmother and wicked stepbrother but before Kabir could execute his plan, Ameera's stepmother and step brother sell her to a Mafia, Casper Aguilar, who is the biggest rival of Kabir's elder brother, Haider Casper Aguilar - A twenty-four-years-old vicious and ruthless Mafia who is the biggest Casanova of Oakland, California. Ameera is not his love interest but he has bought Ameera and other girls like her to satisfy his lust first and then trafficking these girls, meanwhile, Casper learns that his biggest rival and mafia foe is worried for Ameera, which Casper plans to take advantage of.

He gave her pussy lips one last, long stroke, and then he moved one finger to her slick channel. He probed it carefully, moved in an inch, paused. When she whimpered and thrust her hips up, he slid in deeper, waited again. Good God, she was wet, and warm, and tight. She was perfect, and she was all his. When she opened her eyes and stared up at him, silently begging and pleading, that was when he added a second finger and slid home. Her whole body jerked in reaction, and both her cry and her eyes were wild. Fuck, yeah, his little hellcat was back – and he hoped he had the scratches to prove it later. **** Eight months ago, Warren “Derby” Kane took one wrong turn, and ended up trapped inside the Fallen Angels MC. Patched in, owned by the club president, and racing toward a dead end, Warren knows his life is already forfeit. What he doesn’t know is that the road he’s on is about to lead him to the one woman who could make it worth living... if she doesn’t hate him first. Six years ago, Shaylene Alcott clawed her way out of the Highway Hellions. So when she’s kidnapped by the Fallen Angels and locked in a remote cabin with Warren, her worst nightmare comes true. He’s everything she despises… or so she tells herself. Stranded together, Warren and Shay discover shared scars, shared rage, and one impossible truth: for the first time, they have a choice. Freedom. Each other. But choosing love means running forever – and the Fallen Angels don’t forgive. When the past comes hunting, will love be enough to keep them alive?

Megan Blanc expected her bachelorette celebration to end with laughter, hangovers, and regretful memories. What she never imagined was waking up in a stranger’s bed with a ring on her finger and a marriage certificate binding her to a man she couldn’t even remember meeting. Shaken and desperate to move on, Megan convinces herself it was nothing more than a reckless mistake. One night. One stranger. A secret she would bury forever. Especially since she was about to marry Clark Sinclair, the man she had loved and chosen. But fate had other plans. On the day she was supposed to become Clark’s wife, Megan comes face to face with the truth she tried to erase. The man she spent that night with wasn’t a stranger at all. He was Clinton Sinclair, Clark’s older brother.

"Do not tell this to your mother or your stepfather. Do you understand?" He pointed his finger at me, emphasizing his words. I retorted loudly, "What if I do? Are you trying to threaten me?" "Yes, I am," he said with his eyebrow raised. "I am threatening you, and my threats are real and dangerous, dear stepsister," he stated and then leaned in to add sharply, "A tip for later: take my threats seriously," ..... When Sarah's mother marries a billionaire, they move into his opulent residence, where Sarah encounters her stepbrother who turns out to be her first crush, but also a person with a dark and malevolent mindset. Will Sarah's feelings for her stepbrother evolve into a toxic tale? Will their romance be filled with passion and love, or will it lead to something painful and agonizing?