Yu-gi-oh Gx Jaden Vs Yubel Novels & Stories

The Luna of the rose clan is giving off for marriage to protect her clan, she beg and illicit relationship with her husband's kingdom. Arcadia is born out of desire between two lovers and she is faces with the same dilemma that fought her mother; Making her prove her worth as the Luna of her kingdom after she Rejects the most powerful Alpha of the land. Alpha mace is the most powerful Alpha that walked the land, youthful and proud and he seeks arcadia hand in marriage but after her rejection, he is consumed by hatred and vows to bring her to dust as he sees her. Although he is oblivious that it is his fate to now down to her. Losing his kingdom comes with mockery and shame, but when he is forced to meet arcadia for help, his pride slowly beg to fade away as he was subjected under her rule. Falling madly in love with her, he does everything to please his queen , but she is only ready to accept him but on one condition. To be her slave forever.

Roohi Kapoor has a problem. Scratch that—she has two problems. First, she’s hopelessly in love with her best friend, Vihan Singh Rathore, who just happens to be the most frustrating playboy in all of Delhi. He flirts with anything that moves in the skirt—except her. Second, her entire family—overprotective brothers, cousins, and all—won’t stop parading eligible bachelors in front of her. As an MD, her family thinks it's time for her to get married and “settle down.” But how can she think about anyone else when her heart is stuck on Mr. Heartbreaker himself? Enter Ron Kapoor, Roohi’s elder brother and legendary love guru. He could easily make a career of solving other people’s romantic disasters, but helping his little sister get together with a notorious playboy? Even he knows this is a recipe for disaster. Especially, when Ron’s strict rules mean Roohi must follow his plan down to the letter… and his plan involves turning the tables on Vihan's flirtatious ways. Can Roohi break free from the friend zone and finally make Vihan see her as more than just his best friend? Or will she end up heartbroken while her brothers plan her next “perfect” match? One thing’s for sure—things are about to get hilariously complicated.

"Annalise, when are you going to learn that what you want doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is that I get what I want…” He says as he continues to kiss up my body… Annalise Ethelwulf is a warrior-born werewolf who finds her dream comes true when she finds her mate in the Alpha’s son of her new pack. However life is not all roses when her mate wanders but won’t set her free. After catching her mate in their bed with her little sister Annalise runs away from the sight, finding herself in front of a dance club. After entering a one night stand with who she believes is a stranger in a club results in a pup she thought she would never have. Nicolas Nightmoon is the Alpha of the most powerful pack under the werewolf king’s. After going through the pain of losing his mate he didn’t want the burden of another. However a one night stand with the beautiful Annalise changes his life forever but there’s a problem she is already mated… Did the Moon Goddess get it wrong? Did fate put them on the wrong path? Or did someone set her up? *** Warning read at your own discretion as this story may trigger some readers as it contains sexual and physical abuse, some violence and mature scenes. Please read at own discretion!

He's carrying a name no one hasn't heard of. A name written in books. A name defined by history. And no one can reject him except the girl with a yellow ribbon in her hair. Will history repeats itself? Or a new story will be written?

I stared wide-eyed at the body in front of me. A girl. She was probably at seventeen years old wearing a school uniform. Like what I wear. Her body is contorted in an angle I couldn't quite describe but I know would be painful. Her face is covered with her long dry hair and her own blood. The thing that made me wide-eyed is.... I am that girl. ******************* This is the story of a wandering ghost as she also met one. And the two fell in love... The story and ideas is my own~ Don't plagiarize~ Enjoy!

“Desmond,” I breathed out, “don’t.” But he didn't listen to my plea. His lips found my neck, his teeth gently grazing the frantic pulse that betrayed my panic. My skin instantly lit up beneath his mouth, a complete traitor to my mind. When his hand slid lower, tugging at the drawstring of my skirt, a terrifying mix of panic and deep heat crashed together inside me. “Desmond, please. This is wrong.” “Nothing about you has ever been wrong to me,” he growled out against my throat. Clothes instantly fell away as if they had never mattered. My shirt. His shirt. My skirt. The last threads of my will to fight. He settled heavily between my thighs, a burning hot weight. I felt him hard against me, thick and urgently insistent. My breath hitched sharply when the blunt head of his cock nudged my entrance. “Tell me to stop, Ana,” he said, his voice ragged, his eyes desperately locked on mine. “Say the word, and I will immediately.” I opened my mouth to speak. No sound escaped. He pushed in, moving with agonizing slowness, stretching me open inch by painful inch. A broken, strangled sound left my throat as he filled me completely, buried deep to the hilt inside my most intimate space. My inner walls instantly clenched around him, shocked, aching, and intensely alive. He stilled his movement, letting me fully register every powerful throb of him inside me. “Fuck, Ana,” he groaned, his forehead dropping to mine. “You feel completely like mine.” Then, he moved again.

Sofia Russo dashed into the elevator, running late for work. But as soon as the doors closed, she found herself face-to-face with the notorious mafia don, Luca Greco. Her heart raced as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze sending shivers down her spine. Suddenly, he whispered in her ear, "Two minutes before the elevator stops. Enough time for a quickie." Sofia was taken aback, disgusted by his brazen proposition. She tried to push him away, but he was too powerful. “Disgusting” she blurted. "Sofia Russo," the words rolled off the tongue of the infamous mafia don, Luca Greco, as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze locked onto hers. "Ex-husband Tony Moretti. Has a seven-year-old daughter, Isabella." Sofia's heart raced as she realized this man knew more about her than she'd ever imagined. "Give me a chance, sweetheart," Luca demanded, his voice silky smooth. "Let me take care of you and your princess." Sofia was lost in the intensity of his gaze, but she knew better than to fall for a man like him. She'd been burned before and had no intention of repeating the same mistake.

"Daddy? When are you coming home? Mommy's on the bed, and she won't wake up." Luca's voice shook, breaking up with tiny, hiccuping sobs. "If she's not getting up, wake her. She's just being lazy, " Bill barked. "Look, I'm busy. Go ask your mom if you need something, and stop calling me for every little thing!" Then he hung up, just like that. He was too busy flirting with his secretary to care. Me? Luca? We weren't even on his radar. What he didn't know was that I was already dead. But later, when reality slammed into him like a truck, he clung to my photo, sobbing and begging me not to leave. Too late.

Callum Brennan was born to lead London's most powerful werewolf pack. Then his twin brother framed him for murder. Stripped of everything, Callum is thrown into the Rookeries, where packless wolves go to die. But he survives. He builds a pack from the broken and the damned. He falls in love with Valentina, a dhampir hunted by the same vampire Parliament that destroyed his life. In a city ruled by immortal aristocrats and controlled by ancient dragons, Callum learns the hardest truth: individual virtue cannot defeat systemic evil. But small victories matter. And some fights are worth losing everything

Amelia Prescott needs a paycheck, not a death wish. But when a desperate nanny agency drops her into a snowbound mansion with a brooding Russian mobster and his unnervingly silent daughter, she discovers that danger wears expensive suits—and keeps juice boxes in the pantry. Dmitri Volkov doesn’t trust strangers. Especially not ones who talk too much, smile too easily, and make his daughter laugh for the first time in a year. But the storm outside isn’t the only threat coming, and protecting what’s his might mean letting someone in—for the first time since he lost everything. A glitter bomb romance where chaos meets control—and hearts learn how to speak again.