Taming Master Ch 1

"Kenapa dendam ini terus menerus membelengguku sialan?" ucap Lin qi dengan penuh pertanyaan akan perasaan yang membelnggu dirinya. Dendam yang dimiliki oleh Lin qi begitu besar sampai sampai hatinya tak mampu untuk memaafkan orang itu. namun disisi lain Lin qi ingin mencoba memaafkan orang itu, tetapi dia tidak bisa melakukannya, karena seolah olah teman teman yang telah terbunuh menyuruhnya untuk membalaskan dendam itu. **** Dendam memang dapat membuat orang putus asa. Namun dendam juga dapat membuat orang jauh lebih kuat dari sebelumnya perasaan itu lah yang dirasakaan oleh Lin qi. Ayo buruan baca kisah Lin qi.

“You are mine.” Jerald possessed, trailing wet kisses down Jasmine's body while she let out uneven breaths, her body tingling as tiny ripples sneered through her. Jerald's right hand gripped her heavy tits and he fondled hard, kissing her navel, obsession burning through his every act. “You are mine. Jasmine… your body..” He paused and kissed her navel. “Your heart and your soul... Everything belongs to me.” His voice was laced with domination as he moved his head downward, trailing wet kisses down her body till he parted her legs with his head, burying his face between her beautiful thighs. * This high and Mighty never took NO for an answer. He is Jerald De Luca. Either business or Women, he would surely always have his slightly illegal way. When Jasmine crawled into his bed with the intention of saving up for some medical bills, she thought everything would last for a month like the contract spelled out. Everyone has been to his bed, but none has ever won his heart like she did. She was the opposite of him, calm, yet fierce and unyielding. She didn't bend to his will like the air and every other woman did and most differently, her eyes held the light that was missing in this world. This mare lust grew into a love that pioneered an unshakable obsession. The desire to protect her was like second nature, clogging his every breath like a whispered secret. But when life challenges come crashing in, threatening to rip their relationship apart, Jerald is faced with the harsh reality of life. This angel was not so innocent as he forsee and all along he had been the enemy that he had sworn to protect her away from.

An accidental meeting makes Azkia Grizelle the wife of Deffin Wirata, a handsome young California lord who is allergic to women. Is Azkia strong enough to live a home life with a possessive and arbitrary young master? "I love you." Azkia "You already said that, I take it as a promise that you will never leave me, no matter what happens tomorrow and so on until death do us part. If you renege, don't blame me for insisting on keeping you by my side, even if I have to cut off both of your legs, I'll do it so that you can't move an inch from my side." Deffin.

Catalina Weinrich—transmigrated to the world of wolves, after the car accident took away her life.She possessed the body of Paris—the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Montessori.  Her life is a mess especially when she sees the man in front of her with a smirk on his face.Does his gaze look dangerous and full of hatred? Or is it just my imagination because I can't see it clearly?  She was tired and confused with her situation. She was scared too, especially when the man in front of her came closer to her.  Receiving all the memories of the previous owner, she suddenly realized that the man in front of her is Lucas McWood—the one Alena, her sister, supposed to marry. It was said that he plays with women's hearts and leaves them after sleeping with them. Also, he is a man who doesn't bat an eye when killing, the reason why she was named as a "Tyrant Alpha". She gulped and clasped her trembling hands, and with a shaky voice she said, "I'm scared, please let me go, good sire." She heard him scoff before closing their distance. Her heart almost jumped from her body when he grabbed her waist, and pulled her closer to him. "I feel sorry for you, Miss Montessori, but I don't have any intention to let go of my prey."

Vincent has only one mission, and that is to fix his boss' daughter, Gabrielle. Will things remain the same or change? Can a stranger tame the playgirl?

“You think you can tame an old daddy like me?” Mr. Domenico Lombardi’s stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I’m not backing down; I know what I want. “Yes,” I added a nod to confirm it but cursed internally at my luck. I’ve never had a boyfriend, and here I am trying to tame a man old enough to be my father. It is said that the apple does not fall far from the tree. I guess I am truly Kate’s daughter. I had an internal laugh at my stupidity. He scoffed, and I responded by nodding once more while watching the darkening of the silvery gray pupils in his eyes. How come? I brush it off as his cold eyes wash over me. Domenico Lombardi’s presence makes me squirm. When I’m around him, I get the impression that I’m being judged and ignored at every turn. “How old are you?” “18” “How old is your father?” “38,” I replied truthfully. “Well, I’m 37 years old.” He stared at me; his eyes darkened again, and I became terrified. I fiddle with my nails, clipping them together as I lean back on my heels to help relieve some of the anxiety he’s causing me. “You see, I’m like a father to you, or maybe a grandfather or a great-great-grandfather. How many boyfriends have you had in your life?” “None.” He chuckled as I responded. “You see, I’ve lost count of how many ladies I’ve fucked, thousands or millions, over the centuries. You are just a little girl to me with nothing to offer; now, get lost!” “My panties made you hard!” “You think so?” “Yes,” I responded confidently. “Well, I wasn’t hard; I just have a donkey-like cock.”

He’s rich, reckless, and dangerously charming. She’s the maid who was never supposed to matter. Zara Blake never imagined she’d end up scrubbing floors in the infamous Wolfe estate. With a scholarship to maintain and no time for distractions, the last thing she needs is Damien Wolfe—the arrogant, tattooed billionaire who treats maids like playthings, fixating on her. But Damien isn’t used to being told no. And Zara’s sharp tongue and quiet fire only make him crave her more. As boundaries blur and tension ignites, secrets from the past start creeping back, along with old lovers, cruel staff, and a father who controls everything with a cold smile. He wants her obedience. She wants her freedom. But what happens when desire starts to feel like something deeper? And what if loving Damien Wolfe means losing herself in the process? A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers romance filled with scandal, jealousy, forbidden kisses, and the kind of love that could either ruin or redeem them both.

"We shouldn't be doing this" Grover murmured reluctantly as he closed his eyes, taking in the feel of her warm hands on his naked skin. He opened his eyes to see a pair of violet ones staring back at him with desire on full display. "Why not?" she purred and tiptoed to place a kiss on his neck but he stopped her midway with both hands on her hips. They stared at each other,both mirroring the naked want in their eyes but unable to make another move. What happens when a rebel alpha with 'daddy issues ' and a genuine dislike for weakness, finds her mate in a human? Grover Denzel comes off to Roe Wilde as any other weak human but she knows that it's only a matter of time before she actually falls for her brother's newest friend. Can Grover tame this troubled alpha? Can he give her a reason to be with him till the end?

"The fact that my seed is growing in your womb, it drives me insane." He leaned in really close to her and whispered while his hand was roaming on her belly. Her breath hitched at the intensity of his deep words. ----- Ryan Weaver is the CEO of the Weaver corporation. He is a famous playboy. His perfectly devilish looks and money, can bring any girl to her knees for him. However, unexpectedly, at the craziest possible place, he had a one time thing with the mysterious girl. In the morning, when he woke up, she had already left. For the first time, Ryan felt used. Meanwhile, Anastasia Logan is an inspiring jewellery designer. After losing her virginity to a stranger, her life changed. She thought she will never see him again. But the fate had something else planned for her.... and it was something so strong that this time she couldn't even run from it.

"Just imagine all the things I can do to you now Anne. With you vulnerable, submissive, worthless, and at my every comand." He says then grabs my shoulder and whips me around. I try to keep my gaze down but his hand is on my face and he grips it hard, making me cry out in pain. Then he forces my jaw up to look at him. His cold eyes express power. Cold, heartless power. "But I won't touch you, ever. You're still a stripper, insignificant and meaningless and dirty." Marcella should have known it was a bad idea, that this was a bad idea. How did she end up working as a maid for Mr. Robinson? Why did she choose to be stuck suffering under his power? It was bad enough that she worked as a stripper for him, disguising her identity for as long as she could. But the minute she chose to leave and find something better, she ended up as his maid. And the answer remains the same… she’s doing this for her brother, and the one promise she made. Now she’s stuck working as a maid for the ruthless Mr. Robinson and as much as he takes advantage of her position, Marcella is not ready to give up. No. She will stay and remain strong with all that she has. And who knows? She might end up taming Mr Robinson.