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“If I can’t have you, Anna,” Ethan whispered, his voice chillingly calm, “then I’ll make sure no one else wants you either.” Anna’s heart pounded, the once-familiar face now filled with a darkness she never saw coming. The man she’d spent years loving—the man who had left her shattered without a second thought—was back. But this wasn’t the same man. He was relentless, hell-bent on tearing down the life she’d fought so hard to rebuild. Ethan isn’t just angry. He’s obsessed. And he won’t stop until he’s destroyed everything she’s become—or until she finally comes back to him. But Anna is done being his pawn. This time, she’ll play by her own rules… and in the end, only one of them can walk away unscathed.

"Oh my... fuck!!" I can't even describe what I was feeling anymore. I felt my climax approaching but it was more like a rushing river. My thigh kept shaking from his assaults but he never reduced no stops. Sometimes I will feel like he was eating my pussy but wasn't really eating it. I sometimes feel like he is draining the very blood out of me but he wasn't doing that...

Emily was a slave for her pack for years and was ultimately expelled from it. A once-famous princess, the daughter of an Alpha, will travel to the East to serve the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. Emily's expulsion from her family made her even more resilient, as she realized that crying and pleading would accomplish nothing. Her life becomes more complicated for a reason the Moon Goddess had foreseen the moment she stepped onto the Blue Moon pack. However, this does not prevent her love for Drake Bailey, the Alpha King, from intensifying.

Note: This story contains elicit contents and it's rated 18+ When I arrived at the house of the Rumez family with my mom, I thought it would be the starting point of my life from bad to better if not best. I mean, the man that married my mom, my stepdad, is so wealthy that you just need to ask and it would be delivered to you on a 'golden' platter. I was so happy because that was all I had ever dreamt about. I began to take care of my beauty, what I have ever wanted, but little did I know that the more I shined and sparkled, the more I got the attention of two nightmares that I never knew I would ever enjoy and crave for. They are such a temptation that I can never find myself able to resist from falling into. And from then on, the moment I fell into their grasp, I became their possession, their property, and they do with me whatever they wished...

It takes me 22 years to get from a farming village in Westernia to Jesseltown. From there, I learn how to use my assets to win any man's heart. No man has ever been able to resist my seduction, but that changes when I meet Zack Spencer. So what? Even the toughest cookie will fall prey to my allure.

We should have been born to hate each other, but love has a will of its own, and I can't turn my back on you even though the whole world hates me. * I turned toward the woods and squinted. Then I smelled something in the air. A scent so strong that it makes me freeze. And shortly after, I heard a howl of pain, just a moment, but enough to make me sure something was wrong. I clutched my bag, ready to open it to grab my phone when something jumped over the fence between the school and the woods. It landed right in front of me, and I thought I was seeing a werewolf. But no. it’s not a werewolf like I’ve always known. He stood on his two feet. And blood was smeared on his snout and his silver-feathered, clawed hands. I can’t scream. I could only stand transfixed while my eyes locked on his eyes which were as dark as the night sky.

My husband and his employees went on a camping trip, and his assistant posted on social media. [We drew lots for the tents, and guess who ended up with the handsome CEO!] The post showed a selfie she took. Behind her, my husband was taking his shirt off. Someone left a comment. [A man and a woman alone together? Sounds juicy.] The assistant quickly replied with a smirking emoji. [I like a little excitement!] After I liked the post, it was deleted right away. Soon, my husband called me on video. In front of his crying assistant and several employees, he scolded, “Why did you like the post?! It was just a game! Don’t be so close-minded!” As I watched him hold the assistant in arms and comforted her, I quietly hung up. After ten years of loving Caelan Sullivan, I decided then and there to let go.

A few years ago, her scumbag father had set her up. To save her mother, she clung to that man. “Mister, please help me. I’ll surely return your kindness.” Several years later, the Smith family was the most prominent in New York. Calix Smith was paralyzed and had a pitiful five-year-old son. The Smiths wanted to look for someone caring enough to help him in taking care of his son, and hence, they put up a matchmaking notice to find him a spouse. Blaire Willows came marching back with multiple identities and slapped the matchmaking notice on the table. “I’ll marry Calix Smith!” The public thought she was crazy. They made fun of her and made her the subject of their ridicule. Not long after they married, Calix finally opened his eyes.

She had it all—beauty, wealth, and the love of her powerful family. Raised in the lap of luxury, she never questioned the world around her, nor did she imagine the cruelty it could harbor. Her life was a fairytale until she made one unforgivable mistake: she gave her heart to the wrong man. He was nothing like the men from her world—no money, no status, and certainly no respect for her. Yet, his cold indifference lured her in, and she loved him with everything she had, only to find him in bed with her best friend. Betrayed by her lover and best friend, she faces ruin, until a surprising offer comes from the one man she despises—the arrogant playboy who never missed a chance to mock her: a contract marriage, not for love but revenge. As their game of pride and power begins, she discovers there may be more behind his cold exterior—and perhaps, a chance at something real.

Contains strong language: My parents died, my sister died, my brothers left, and I was left to a man who thought we were pawns in his play. You know the type of people who say "it gets better" they're lying to you, because it just keeps getting worse. How the hell did I end up in a gang? Well, this is that story