Sym-bionic Titan Lance

After an accident, Averie's life changes drastically. She is hunted by two groups of werewolves that she never thought existed alongside humans. The werewolves from the demon pack want to get something from her, while the werewolves from the righteous pack just want to protect humanity and avoid the world plunging into chaos because of her. However, one person steps out and protects her at all times: Lance. He claims to be her protector, unaware of his hidden agenda in approaching her. While protecting her from danger, the two of them fall in love and vow to only love each other until their next life. But fate loves to play jokes on Averie's life. She discovers that she was the reincarnation of Avaria, a wicked and powerful black fairy in her past life, destined to bring disaster to humanity. The soul of Avaria has been dormant inside her body, waiting to awaken at the right time. But the cruelest twist of fate is that the person she loves and trusts the most is a werewolf protector from the righteous pack, who harbors the strongest desire to kill her. Lance is the very person who had taken the life of Avaria in her past life and is destined to do so once again in her present life. Will they defy their ill-fated destiny to attain the happiness they yearn for, or will they ultimately destroy each other, fulfilling Avaria's thirst for revenge? Can Averie succeed in proving that she is the true owner of her body, not by any woman from her past?

CAUTION! DARK ROMANCE! MULTIPLE EROTIC STORIES,BDSM,Tangled desires is a collection of three interconnected stories. Lance An angel like her is off limits from a devil like me. I knew that and her mother also made it clear… So, I walked away, breaking her heart. Five years later, I am back, only to find out that my Angel is deep in the hell I fought to keep her away from. Worse is,my BEST FRIEND owns her. **** Cliff When she stepped her foot into my office in her tight little skirt, I knew one thing — she will be mine, my next toy to play with. I saw the desperation in her eyes and I used it —striking a dirty deal. She accepted it, granting me exclusive rights to own her, to claim her, to ruin her. What I don't expect is to find out that she is my best friend's little Angel. *** Kara I went for an interview but left with a different title, one I was ashamed of. But it was the only way to save my mother's life and I was willing to do anything for her. Everything was bearable until he showed up after five years. Now, he looks at me differently. He wants me but I already belong to someone else. WARNING: PG, The story is not suitable for underage persons.

Whitney Morris of the Crimson Moon Pack, I, Justin Strand, Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you. I could feel the pain in my heart. I could hear Lance howling inside of me and sense his suffering. I could see the pain in her eyes as she was directly facing me, but she resisted showing it. Most wolves quake in pain and drop to their knees. I wanted to squat down and wriggle my chest. She didn't, though. She had her head up high as she stood there. She inhaled deeply before closing her stunning eyes. "I Whitney Morris of the Crimson Moon Pack, accept your rejection". ********************************************* When Whitney turns 18, she is shocked to learn that her mate is her pack's alpha. Her joy over having found her soulmate, however, was short-lived. Her mate left her in favor of a more powerful she-wolf. Whitney has to contend with more than just the she-wolf's hatred and desire to get rid of her. When Whitney learns that she is not a typical wolf and that some would like to use her, she is shocked. They pose a threat. To acquire what they desire, they will do anything. How will Whitney behave? Will her partner regret turning her down? Will her partner be able to protect her from others around them?

I was the firm’s star. The one they called for the impossible cases. My latest miracle? The “Titan Project” patent case. I made the firm a billion dollars. My cut was supposed to be a two-million-dollar bonus. But today, a fresh-faced intern waltzed off with it. I thought payroll had made a mistake and stormed straight into the senior partner's office. “Preston. My two-million-dollar bonus. Tell me there’s been a mistake.” Preston didn’t even bother to look up. “Victoria, I’ve looked into it. We won this case because of Chloe’s client management.” “She was schmoozing clients. Late-night golf games. Weekend yacht parties. While you were what, exactly?” “You never showed your face outside the courtroom. Teamwork is everything.” I almost laughed. It was absurd. “She’s a rookie who can’t even recite the rules of discovery.” “Enough!” Preston cut me off. “The firm doesn’t make mistakes. I see what everyone contributes.” “If you're not happy, you can prove your worth somewhere else.” He tossed a severance agreement on the desk. My heart went cold. I signed it on the spot. Before I left, I got the last word. “Preston, next time the firm has a real fight on its hands, you’d better call your social butterfly, Chloe. Don’t bother me.” He blew a perfect smoke ring, smirking right through it. Unfazed. Soon later, my phone blew up. It was him. Begging me to come back and save his ass.

“I know you’re pregnant, Valentina. That’s why you have to die tonight. Two lives for the price of one. Efficiency was always my strong suit.” On her third wedding anniversary, Valentina is gifted a shallow grave. Her husband, Kennedy, was never a billionaire. He was a fraud who drugged her, watched her drown in a poisoned bath, and buried her so he could marry his mistress. He never expected the gardener to hesitate. Never imagined she would claw her way out of the mud, pregnant, broken, and alive. And he certainly didn’t expect her to return. Dragged from the storm by Ian Kingston, a titan so powerful Kennedy is nothing more than a disposable employee, Valentina finds herself mistaken for Misha, Ian’s vanished wife. “You have 365 days to prove you aren’t her, little bird. Until then, you wear my name, share my bed, and follow my rules.” Trapped in a ruthless case of mistaken identity, Valentina signs the contract and becomes Misha Kingston, cold, untouchable, wrapped in emerald silk and Ian’s dangerous protection. The next time Kennedy sees the wife he buried, she isn’t in a coffin. She’s on his boss’s arm. Wearing a crown. Looking down at him from a throne he can never touch. But Valentina hides a child conceived by her enemy… While being claimed by a king who refuses to let her go. He buried a wife. Now he’ll kneel before a goddess.

Warning 21+ ======================= Once, he owned her heart. Now, she is his stepmother. Five years ago, Elara Moretti vanished, leaving Xavier Vaughn with nothing but a shattered heart and a soul fueled by bitterness. She was the only woman he ever truly loved—and the only one who ever dared to destroy him. Now, Elara has returned, but not as the lover he once knew. She returns wearing his father’s wedding ring. Trapped by her father’s crippling gambling debts, Elara was forced to sell her freedom to Maximilian Vaughn, the titan of Vaughn Enterprises. Following a tragic accident that left him paralyzed and unable to touch his new prize, Maximilian bought Elara to be his ultimate trophy—a beautiful ornament for his gilded cage. Elara expected a life of cold luxury and hollow silence. She didn’t expect to find Xavier lurking in the shadows of the Vaughn estate, waiting for her. Xavier is no longer the sweet boy she once adored. He has transformed into a ruthless tycoon with a heart of stone and a burning, dark obsession. He knows exactly why she’s here. He knows the secret behind her "sacrifice." And while his father can only display Elara like a diamond behind glass, Xavier intends to reclaim what was always his. In a mansion built on lies and forbidden cravings, Xavier is determined to turn Elara’s life into a living hell or a forbidden heaven. "You wanted the Vaughn fortune, Elara? You’ll have to go through me to get it. And I don’t play fair."

Just before her husband and son have her locked in a psychiatric ward, Nora Yates wakes up—reborn, wide awake, and done playing nice. Two men who never truly loved her? Who used and discarded her? Fine. She’s cutting them out for good. When she signs the divorce papers and walks away, the world cheers—including the internet. Oddly, the only one upset is her adoptive sister, the mistress. “Come on, Nora,” she pouts. “I only borrowed your husband and son for my birthday. Was that really worth all this drama?” “You’re lucky to have a husband and son like that. You should count your blessings.” Nora lets out a sharp laugh. “Then consider this ‘blessing’ my personal gift to you. After all, trash belongs in the dumpster.” She walks off without a second glance—glowing, untouchable, and ready to run the world. Soon, her business is booming. Suitors line up. The woman they tried to destroy becomes the woman everyone wants to be. Years later, now a titan in her field, she sits down for a high-profile interview. “Ms. Yates,” the reporter asks, “it’s rumored that Mr. Luther, CEO of Luther Corp, is your ex-husband. Do you still keep in touch?” Nora smiles politely. “Sorry. I’m a widow with no children.” Then she turns to the camera, smiles straight through the lens—at the ex-husband and son losing their minds behind the scenes—and adds, “Just remarried. Baby girl on the way.”

He is Prince Dymitri Lance Montague of the Kingdom of Nirvana, and she's his maid. They both fell in love with each other, but Serene clearly knew that their story was not a Cinderella-like love story with a happy ending. Hindi lamang ang estado nila sa buhay ang hadlang sa kanilang pag-iibigan kundi higit ang magulang ng binata na tutol sa kanilang relasyon. Ginawa ng mga ito ang lahat para paghiwalayin sila. Isang masakit na kasinungalingan na naging dahilan para labis siyang kamuhian ng binata. Na deport si Serene pabalik ng Pilipinas kasabay ng pagkakatuklas niya na siya'y nagdadalang-tao. Limang taon ang lumipas, habang naghihintay ng masasakyan si Serene kasama ang apat na taong gulang na anak mula sa pinapasukan nitong kindergarten, bigla itong tumawid sa kalsada ng hindi niya namamalayan. Muntik na itong masagasaan kung hindi lang mabilis ang driver ng SUV sa pagpreno. Ngunit hindi lang iyon ang nagpayanig sa buong pagkatao ni Serene, ikinagimbal niya rin ng labis ng masilayan niya ang mukha ng lalakeng bumaba mula sa backseat ng sasakyan. Si Dylan.. na noo'y biglang tumiim ang mga mata ng mapadako ang tingin sa kanyang anak.

Sabi nga sa kanta, ❝Kay gandang pagmasdan ang iyong mga mata, kumikinang- kinang at di ko maintindihan.❞ Yun pa lang, ramdam ko kung gaano kita gustong makita'ng lagi. Dahil sa segundong madampian ang labi ko ng mga labi mo, sa mga oras na masilayan kong nakatingin ka rin sa'kin, yung saya na ipinaparamdam mo, abot langit. Yung tipong hindi ko maipaliwanag. ❝At sa paglisan ng araw, akala'y di ka mahal. At ang nadarama'y di magtatagal. Malay ko bang hindi mapapagal. Iibigin kita kahit gaano pa katagal.❞ Mahal, para sa'yo yan dahil sa magpakailan man, ikaw at ikaw lang ang alam ng puso ko na ibigin. Ngayon, bukas, at hanngang sa araw na ang ating mga paa'y magpantay, ikaw at ikaw lang aking mahal. It was Veronica's letter to her present lover, Miko Diaz. Both were in love, have set their future together, and plans to hold hands until eternity. But one night, the moment she opens her eyes, she found herself in the strange world where Lance (her ex-lover is still alive) In that place, he is her husband and they have kids together. Drowned in many unanswered questions, will she find her way out or she will continue to live in the world of which her past love belongs.

Narrative: Awakening, I felt as though I was submerged in water. "Meow," I attempted to articulate, but to my surprise, a feline sound escaped my lips instead! What on earth had she done to me? Why had she bathed me? And now, what was to be done with her in her current state of undress? I found myself cursing under my breath as I took in the sight of her alluring, bare form. My head was spinning... The warmth was gradually spreading throughout my body as I gazed upon her nudity... A mere few moments with her and I was uncertain if I could restrain myself... This couldn't be my fault, could it? She was the one who initiated it. Her beautiful face held my gaze as she tightly shut her eyes. She was too stunning to resist, and I was merely a lustful vampire who was attracted to her. "Could you please touch me more?" she implored. What was this sensation? A fire was ignited within me, a burning desire to caress her. The way she yearned for my touch was irresistible. I was so engrossed in her bare, voluptuous form that I hadn't noticed my transformation back into my human shape. By the time I realized I was already kissing her, it was too late, and she didn't protest, even though her eyes were now open. I was positioned above her, my size dwarfing hers, as if I were a titan and she was merely a mortal woman beneath me. I leaned down to kiss her, my eyes drawn to her collarbone, "Please, more..." she pleaded, "Please, more..." "Are you certain, my dear? Once I begin, I may not be able to stop."