True Demon Lord

" A love can be cured by another love, as a poison is often driven out by another poison." Vladimir, a pureblood has no interest in life after losing his loved ones in unclear circumstances. He no longer feeds and wants to join them. But his daily life is turned upside down when his servants bring him a special offering. A young woman with an empty gaze. Luxiana, an abandoned princess wants only one thing, to die no matter how. Her life has never been easy and prefers to renounce it. What would the meeting between these two broken souls with deep distress give? Can the bitter flavor of tears be replaced by the sweet bite of a soothing love? Will Vladimir and Luxiana be able to overcome the demons of the past, these obsessional and dark feelings that drive them, to be able to taste happiness? Or the regrets, sorrows, and pains of the past will get the better of them.

I watched him in horror as he plunged his silver dagger into my brothers heart while keeping eye contact with me. Tears started rolling down my cheeks as my brother struggled with his life, "Please let him go" I pleaded tearfully. He stared at me coldly before he cackled wickedly saying "I thought you said you are ready to accept me the way I am wife, this is the real me do you still want me? it's not like you have a choice I am your husband". Yes he was my husband, the ruthless and heartless european mafia Lord who doesn't give a fuck about anybody's feeling. ***** In the dark underworld of mafia rule, 18 year old Aurora is ruthlessly sold to the feared Lord Logan Drew, who harbors secrets and hidden agenda. As she navigates the landscape of Logan's mansion she was forced to obey his every command. Aurora struggles to adapt to her new life as a captive in Logan's opulent mansion. Will she find a way to survive in the treacherous world of her new owner, or will she succumb to the darkness that surrounds her?.

Ken spent a fortune on our wedding. But on our wedding night, he left me to take care of his crush, Jenny Johnson, who was struggling with severe depression. I grabbed a chainsaw, took down her door, and demanded a divorce. Jenny's eyes were swollen from crying. "I'll leave Ken alone, back to you. My life isn't as important as your happiness—" Ken, distressed beyond words, warned me, "Mayson White, listen to me. If Jenny ends up taking her own life because of you, you'll pay with yours." Later, he caught me cheating with his best friend. With red eyes, he pleaded, "Mayson, break up with him. I can pretend none of this happened. Let's just be together." "No way," I said. "He'll threaten to end his life if he never sees me. You're such a good guy and wouldn't want to force him to go through with it, would you?"

"S-stay away from me." She stammered while moving her steps backward just to hit the edge of the table. "Why would I do that?" He placed his hands on her either side surrounding her in his woody scent. She couldn't help but took a deep breath. "It's my p-personal space." She turned her face towards the bookshelf beside the table as he leaned his face closer. "Hmm..." He hummed as her whole body shuddered when he started tracing her jugular vein with his nose. Her mouth was dry as the aura of his scent was gone and fear conquered her body. "You are my personal thing too." He groaned jerking her towards him by her waist. "L-lea..." Her lips couldn't form the words as he captured her soft lips in a swift. ←→ Ara Smith, daughter of a priest, drowned in innocence. She is a 19 years old girl with a cheeky smile but she didn't get the chance to smile much after her father's death. ‹› Gareth Blade, a 31 years old mafia billionaire is another name for a nightmare. No one dares to match his stoned gaze that reflects his stoned heart. He can own the things that ever attracts his eyes but this time his eyes didn't fall on something but someone.

He is looking so upset and he doesn't want to say why. He just pinned me to the wall that moment and looked into my eyes saying to me. “...I have no intention to cause you any pain but today l have to do that. You can call it selfishness or whatsoever you choose to call it but l don't have a choice". Once he said these words to me l began to shake in fear. Although l didn't know why but l knew something bad was about to befall me. What could it be though? Immediately he showed me the collar l didn't just assume any longer l was sure now. He put the collar around my neck and made it very tight. Lord Ethane never makes me wear my collar when we are alone. I almost broke down in tears but l knew a day would surely come when he would do this to me but I really didn't expect it to be on my second day with him. It really is too soon.

{Book 1 of the 'Tamed Series'} Since time immemorial, two fore-standing Races of the beings that inhabit the Wisterne Continent, have been in an unending dispute. They say the Demons prowl the living, corrupting and enticing their souls into oblivion. And the Werewolves receive a gift at the dawn of every Healing Ritual, in the exaltation of their most venerated Moon deity.~~Himari Orion has dreamt of the Healing Ritual since she turned fourteen, hoping she can bring pride to the Pack’s Gamma family with the transformation into her wolf. On the night of the coveted ceremony that occurs once a decade, she’s pronounced an Omega, a derogatory title stigmatized by the rest of her kind. The impaling aftermath leaves her hollowed and left with a shriveled ambition.Wrongly accused of orchestrating the ‘Darkling’ sudden attack on her Pack, she’s forced to flee, having no other choice but to trust in whatever resides across the river that separates her race from the rest of the world.Zorien Virote is one of the last remaining High-tier Demons and a prodigal son to the Royal family; an uncontestable warrior set to guard the riverbank and eliminate all were-beings upon sight. He is driven by a ferocious distrust for women, forcing him to end the lives of all his mates until he stumbles into the runaway she-wolf he’s been observing since her conception.“You’re the goddess’ chosen, Himari. No harm will come to you, and you’ll live to fulfill your destiny.”An ancient Black Flame that incinerates all Demons into ashes…Will Himari be able to heal the wound inflicted upon this peculiar Demon? And will Zorien take on the responsibility to kill his final mate and choose the victory of his race over his tender love?

They say the devil wears a three-piece suit. Mine wore a ring stamped with a golden lion, the symbol of the Ricci mafia. It was on a night of fire and ashes that my life changed. My name was Alaya, and I was just a girl among many others, born in the alleys of a neighborhood where poverty poisons you from the cradle. My mother, sick, had only me... and the debts. That night, they came. They knocked on the door. Three men in black. Not a word, just an envelope, and a chilling phrase: — "Your daughter is still a virgin, isn't she? The boss pays dearly for that." I had no choice. His name was Santino Ricci. Cold. Magnetic. Dangerous. The head of one of the most powerful families in Italy. He looked at me like one looks at precious merchandise. Then he said: — "You will be my wife. No matter how you feel." And I signed my condemnation. This marriage was not a union... but a gilded cage. I learned to survive among snakes. I saw death. I saw blood. I heard the screams of girls who, like me, had been sold. But what they had not anticipated... was that the little broken virgin would eventually bite back.

Camden Price's true love, Lynn Gardner, died on my surgery table. Unexpectedly, the malicious Camden chose to protect me from backlash and even proposed to me. He treated me extraordinarily well after we got married. Camden would take me to taste the hottest chili. We would sign up for the most death-defying activities like bungee jumping. When it was late at night, he would take me to the rowdiest and most dangerous bars to drink our hearts away. All this led to me contracting stomach cancer. During my late-stage cancer, I found the diary he left at home. Everything he did with me was what Lynn wanted to do with him. On the last page of his diary, he wrote hatefully, "She deserves to die." I did die. I died after Lynn was found alive. She had faked her death. I died on the day Lynn was marrying another man. You should be happy now, Camden.

On my wedding day, my fiancé showed up with another woman, flashing a marriage license. He announced, "She's my true love. Don't even think about taking her place." My doting brother sided with her too. "You've had a cushy life for over 20 years. Let her have this." I left quietly. My brother and my fiancé breathed a sigh of relief. They paraded the new girl around town, my brother even calling her his adopted sister to boost her status. They didn't know I'd gone to the border until someone mentioned me. I was done with them, but they started to regret it.

"Kuya, kahit pangkape lang!" Iyon ang lagi kong naririnig kay Nanay noong bata pa ako. Naisip ko dati na sobra talaga kaming naghihirap dahil kahit pambili ng kape ay walang-wala kami. Marumi, mababa ang lipad, at wala ng dignidad— iyon ang buhay na mayroon si Nanay. "Kuya, pangyosi lang!" Hindi naglaon ay sumunod ako sa yapak ni Nanay at iyon na lagi ang linyahan ko gabi-gabi. Pero dahil sa linyang iyon ay mas lalong gugulo ang buhay kong matagal nang miserable. Paanong ang isang babaeng mababa ang lipad na katulad ko ay magiging asawa ng isang makapangyarihan na mafia lord?