The Male Lead Monster Lives Under My Bed

“I didn’t kill her,” Neo yelled at the top of his voice. Struggling to free himself from the grips of the two hefty-looking police officers, “You’d better keep your mouth shut,” one of the two police officers fired back as they dragged him out of the building. Despite being caught in the act, how is he still insisting on his innocence?” the other police officers said in disbelief. “I know, right? I think he needs to be checked,” the first police officer replied. Neo frowned as the police officers pulled him past the small crowd that had gathered in front of the house into the police van. “If she had just obeyed me without trying to act smart, none of this would have happened,” Neo said to himself silently.

Betsy— Mother says everything a lady can do to help herself in this cruel world is to fend and take care of herself without losing a strand of her hair to shameful behavior. And I totally agree with her. But how do I explain compromising my faith, my ideals and my principle? One I had been upholding since I was a kid, all because of a hot body my brother calls a best friend. I wasn't going to take the chance to be swayed by someone I should see as my brother, my Alpha, someone I shouldn't think of having, not going to happen. Did I mention I've got a boyfriend who loves me? Now I can tell, I'm such a mess! Drake— I may be color blind, but not with her. I see everything clearly when she's around. Betsy is my best friend's younger sister. We never got to be so close to each other, her mother had taken her away from the pack since her father's death. But Nick had stayed behind as my beta, it was his duty. Now that she's back to the town and to the pack, I couldn't believe how she managed to fill my thoughts, and get into my mind. And that was it. I was going to find out exactly what made her so different from other she-wolves. Was it the way she swings that tiny waist? Or was it just in my head?

Ryan Johnson, a ruthless billionaire from New York, thrives on control-of his empire, his surroundings, and everyone in it. But a business trip to India disrupts his carefully curated world when he meets Rose Kapoor, a fierce, green-eyed beauty who shatters his expectations. Unlike any woman he's ever known, Rose doesn't cower before his power or wealth, and she certainly doesn't bend to his will. She's the embodiment of everything his Indian mother wasn't-loyal, unapologetically defiant, and impossible to tame. Their first encounter ends with Rose humiliating him in public. The second, with her handprint seared across his face. Enraged and intrigued, Ryan becomes obsessed with breaking the woman who dares to defy him. Desperate to make her submit, he concocts a ruthless plan, blackmailing Rose into his world. But Rose isn't like the others. She's kind, fiercely protective of her loved ones, and painfully unaware of the kind of submission Ryan craves. Trapped between duty and desire, she's about to learn just how dangerous it is to play with a man who stops at nothing to claim what he believes is his-even if it means destroying the one woman who makes him feel alive. TROPES: Office Romance Blackmail Dom/sub Possessive/controlling ML Fierce/Innocent FL Vǐrgin FL

I loved him with all my heart but I only received pain and betrayal. The door didn't open. I tried multiple times but the door never opened. Anger rushed inside my veins. I turned back only to see Dylan standing there on the spot, his eyes glued on the shining marble floor. "DYLAN, OPEN THE DOOR!! LET ME GO!!" I yelled furiously as I glared him with pure hatred and disgust. "Never", he mumbled in an inaudible voice. My blood boiled seeing his audacity still I calm myself down and looked at him in anger. "Why?", I gritted. He finally looked at me. His eyes turned darker as he smirked menacingly. "Because you're my wife, Evelyn Black" This story deals with the struggles of Evelyn Clarke, an intelligent and innocent girl who tries to stand for herself as she gets betrayed by the love of her life Dylan Black when she comes to know about his dark, cruel intentions behind their marriage....

Zarah's pack and family are slaughtered by the Crescent pack. She is bullied and locked away in the tower. Her mate not only rejected her but ordered his friends to violate her. In that moment, Zarah wished for only one thing—freedom. Due to her uncanny resemblance to  her daughter, the  Luna of the RedMoon Pack adopts her and she becomes the sister to  Ryker Blackwood, the most feared Alpha and a man who hates even the ground she steps on. Would Zarah convince her new brother and Alpha that she has no ill intentions whatsoever?

My father's adopted daughter was only locked in the cramped storage closet for around fifteen minutes, yet he punished me by tying me up and throwing me inside. He even sealed off the ventilation with towels. "As Wendy's older sister, if you can't take care of her, then you should also experience how scared she was," he declared coldly. He knew I was claustrophobic, but my desperate pleas for mercy, my terror, were met with nothing but heartless reprimands. "Let this be a lesson on how to be a good sister." As the last sliver of light disappeared, swallowed by the oppressive darkness, I struggled helplessly. A week passed before my father finally remembered my existence and decided it was time to end my punishment. "Let's hope this week served as a good lesson for you, Jennifer. If this happens again, you will no longer be allowed in this house." He would never know that I had already taken my last breath in that suffocating room. My body had begun to rot in the darkness.

AHEM *CLEARS THROAT* THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE CONTENTS THAT ARE VERY VIVID, IT'S NOT ALLOWED FOR ANYONE UNDER EIGHTEEN, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. There were secrets I kept from everyone else because I would be sent for counselling or even therapy if I ever told anybody about it but there was no way that I could control the burning desire I felt when I saw my step uncle. "Forbidden!" the voice in my head would warn but it doesn't stop the throbbing between my legs. I see the way he looks at me and I'm certain that he wouldn't be able to hold himself much longer, soon, we both would have to keep dirty secrets from everyone else because there is no way I would tell after he has had me tied to his bed.

A My Stepbrother spin-off. Amaija Klein is all grown up! After a heart break she decides to forget the man and have a baby non-traditionally. But after meeting her donor one night she realizes maybe fate has something else in store. She's having his baby but it's none of his business.

"Don't defy me Bella submit yourself to me." he said in a threatening voice. "No I'll never do this. I don't want this, please." I cried while joining my hands in front of him. "You have to because I bought you and I can do whatever I want with you." He evilly smirked while gazing up and down at me. "Please you are not my soulmate, my forever love." I said sobbing. He strode towards me and held my jaw in a tight grip and gritted his teeth. "There is nothing like that. Forever is a lie." He spat. "No leave me please I beg you." I pleaded. "Yes you will beg me to don't stop after I'll fuck you till your submission." He said and left my jaw throwing me on the bed. An innocent girl Isabella Campbell abducted and sold to the Italian mafia boss. Nicholas Pierce the Italian mafia boss bought her and kept her with him. But her everything starts attracting him towards her. What will he do when suddenly he starts feeling something for her?

**Warning: Mature scenes ahead.***A woman with military training and outstanding credentials, Rayna Chase was the very definition of a badass chick. She was on the top of her career and the top of her game until she was assigned to babysit and guard an enigmatic CEO in the form of Axel Windstorm. It wouldn't have been a problem—certainly a piece of cake really—if not for the sudden unexplained visions she soon received; visions of a growling creature speaking unintelligible words, of golden diamond eyes and starry, windy skies. Yes, it wouldn't have been a problem too if she wasn't suddenly stalked by an alpha predator with midnight black fur, sharp claws and deadly fangs. And with a scent that teased her nose and muddled her brain. 'All is fair in love and war,' John Lyly, a famous poet said. Unfortunately, for Rayna, she couldn't agree, especially when love and war meant two opposing ancient creatures as powerful and mysterious as the sun and moon. All Rights Reserved J.M. Felic Books 2021 Exclusive only on Goodnovel.