Vạn Cổ Chi Vương Novels & Stories

Mates haven't existed for fifty years but moon goddess is sad watching her species die out. She decides to pair motorcycle president/alpha with sweet Ava and it goes horribly wrong. isn't the only issue for them Sebastian loves whores and his favorite Lisa hates Ava and tries to frame her for crimes against his club. Will their mate relationship survive? Will Ava forgive him? Read along to find out.

Six years later, Solomon McConnell became the world's greatest M.M.A. fighter in the country. One drunken night, he signed up for a competition that he shouldn't have, 'The King's Game.' Returning to Rayfield City brought a series of rounds, deception, and plot of his death to his doorstep. To protect his family, friendship, and beau, he must fight to the death, save the city and family he once hated, and end the evil Salazar Martin. How can Sol rediscover love? Will he save the people that matter? Will Sol go back to the mafia and beg for help? Is he going to risk it all just for a woman? Discovery how Sol overcame the challenges, accepted the truth, and rediscovered himself to the cit

Selena Dacosta had never experienced love throughout her whole life, not even from her own parents. To shield themselves from the potential shame of her kleptomania, She was forced to live with her poor aunt in Italy. Years later, Selena's past mistake resurfaces, forcing her into a contract marriage with the most unexpected person: Jake Marino, a handsome CEO and her best friend's fiancé. Despite Jake's initial resentment, he proposes the marriage to hide a secret of his own, his face blindness and protect Rose, the love of his life. But Selena's newfound love is tested when a shocking kidnapping and a life-altering night throw their world into chaos. When she discovers she's p

Meet Safiya, Princess of Herakleopolis city in northern Egypt. People call her gem of Herak. Kings and Princes travel from far to behold her beauty, queens and princesses are jealous of beauty, her elegance. Princess Safiya isn't just a princess, she has other attributes aside from her beauty. She's a deadly weapon, an assassin. Her father, king Nitokris, uses her to take out anyone that stands as a treat to his throne, to take the person out of existence but who would ever suspect a gorgeous princess like Safiya? As the king's belove daughter, she would do anything to please her dad, she doesn't hesitate to do her Father's bidding. But then a day came, king Nitokris sent her

“Ahh—fuck! It’s too big, Daddy!” ⚠️CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ This book Collection is intended for strictly adult audiences (18+ only). It contains explicit sexual content including detailed depictions of: Taboo themes, Dark romance, Heterosexual, GAY, LESBIAN, BDSM. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This work includes graphic descriptions of sex, rough play, and psychological intensity. It is not suitable for minors, sensitive readers, or anyone uncomfortable with frank, unfiltered erotic fiction. Each book contains sweet mind-blowing chapters.🫦🍑🍆 Proceed only if you are a consenting adult fully aware of the mature and explicit nature of this book. If you're not up to 18. F

[ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs - ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ ] Emily Willows longs for passion, but only with the man of her dreams: the brilliant, warm and dashing Edward Jones. If only her oblivious, dreaming neighbour can stop with all his gentlemanly-ness and just pin her into the nearest solid obstacle available. And then, perhaps encircle her whimpering body into the solid rippling confines of his warmth- But no, he would not. He could not. As they’ve been best friends for, well, ever. And that's why it becomes extremely challenging for her when he asks her the biggest favour he could ever ask. The one favour she was sure no friend would ever ask their own. The one she was sure to lose herse

My roommate, Keith Kavanaugh, calls himself the "Holy Son of Frost". On the very first day we meet, he insists that the air conditioner in our dorm room must stay on until October, and the temperature can never go above 50°F. He claims, "A mystic says I'm the Holy Son of Frost, so I have a rare physique. I can only live in cool environments of 50°F at most." He even starts live-streaming, and his "special condition" instantly attracts a huge following. Meanwhile, I'm sitting right in front of the AC vent, so I'm shivering all over from the cold. I quickly turn the temperature up, but he immediately turns it back down and even locks the remote in his cabinet. "We're all educated college s

“Cassie Vaughn. Failed to crawl into my bed, so you started stealing from my casino?” The giant screen lit up. Every inch of it was covered with my nude photos. “Holy shit. A janitor actually thought she could seduce Lucien Moretti?” “She wanted to climb the ladder so badly she started stealing dirty casino money?” I was shaking with rage. The moment I said, “Those are AI-generated,” the entire room burst into laughter. “You think Lucien Moretti would fake photos for trash like you?” The next second, Lucien slid a phone across the poker table toward me. “Thirty million dollars from my casino.” “How exactly are you planning to pay that back?” But only I knew the truth. Lucien himself had sto

What if you were held captive by your own family? Emma Rawlins has spent the last year a prisoner. The months following her mother's death dragged her father into a paranoid spiral of conspiracy theories and doomsday premonitions. Obsessing him, controlling him, they now whisper the end days are finally at hand. And he doesn’t intend to face them alone. Emma finds herself drugged and dragged to a secluded cabin, the last refuge from a society supposedly due to collapse. Their cabin a snowbound fortress, her every move controlled, but even that isn't enough to weather the end of the world. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing Everything she knows is out of reach, lost beyond a haze of wh

As I was watching a movie in the cinema, a rude child kept kicking the back of my seat. He even took off his shoe and extended his foot next to my face. I turned around and chastised him to take his seat, but he stabbed me in my neck with a sharp needle. Feeling the pain, I reached out and wiped the blood from my neck. His mother chuckled. “It’s fine, he’s just fooling around with my sewing needle. It’s just a harmless jab. It’s not like it has poison on it. Be a good sport about it.” I threw the popcorn bucket onto the floor and aimed my phone’s flashlight at the rude child. I roared, “The child’s holding a discarded needle that was used on an AIDS patient in the hospital! There’s