" Do you understand me ?" I nodded . " Do you trust me ?" I nodded " Will you obey me ?" I nodded again . On the land of the RainStone territory , There was nothing one could do to refuse The Royals . There were the only source of food and shelter for the villagers , they were their only gods . No on shall go against them . Author: CrazyWolf Publisher:i&i Publisher
I was taken away from home. Far away, from home and my family. It all burned down to ashes in no time. I have no clue where we were being taken too. Only that they said it will all be good again.
Marilyn was what my parents called me. I was the only child, however, I always felt like it never suited me. It wasn't what I liked to be called. I had inherited my mother's darken hair. Her cold grey eyes, and her icy white skin. Which I never accepted as mine. I did not like being her. I did not like her at all. She never loved me as a child.
While my father never cared for both of us.
They said we would never be back again. They said they were taking me away forever, while the others cried as they were torn away from their homes. I only whispered goodbye .
We were given no time to move, just dragged from our homes into the carriages and drown away. While others drowned in the tears of sorrow watching their child part from them, My parents only watched me go.
" Move on " I jerk ahead as the carriage stopped with a force, Those men unloading the rice and corn taken from our fields. I was grabbed by my arm and pulled to the ending until someone grabbed my waist hoisted me up and landed me on my feet on the black soil.
I see the girls cry. Resist. Yell. However, I had no power or the need left to cry for my freedom. This freedom given by God was enough. "Move !" yelled the giant man behind me. They took our hands, freed them of the binds, and gestured us to the huge cottage ahead of us.
" You shall be further seen by Madam," He said and walked out. We were left in a dark room by the men who pulled us in here. I could hear girls whispering, muffled cries comforted by siblings. Talks about new hope. It was the day after when I heard the sound of heels walking towards the door where we sat in silence.
It slammed open making us startled. " Well, Are these the only ones ?" That woman. Her dress was made of silk. Something we peasant's called the cloth of royal. Her neck wrapped with jewels, hands covered with gloves. Hair perfectly put up and endowed with flowers and feathers.
" Yes, Madam. " Spoke a young voice from behind her. " Well, what are you waiting for. Get the boys out for their jobs and show me the girls " She spoke and I saw the grin on her face. There was no doubt that we were brought here for labor. But What kind was the question?
It was an hour later than we were being separated by gender. The boys were taken out of the house doors while we were instructed up the stairs. Guided towards a black house of the old house. Inside sat the same women over a couch, having a cigar in her mouth and glass with brown liquid in her other hand.
" Line up in front of me girls. I need to see all your beautiful faces " She commanded. So we did. One by one. Lined up in front of her. I was the fifth girl from last. When she went to the very first girl. Her eyes moved from toes to head. Her finger touching that girl's hand and cheek. As she moved to another, the cried of some increased.
"Oh don't worry little soul. You won't be harmed. In fact, you will be pleasured . ". Her hand grabbing one's hand and looking at it, " Who gave you this ?" She asked. My eyes move to that girl's hand to see the black ink. " Did you fancy a man back home ?" She asked. The girl nodded. " How romantic " She chuckled pulling the girl away from where she stood.
" Too unfortunate my dear. I do not like inked women" That was when we came in realization.
We were to be sold to men for pleasure.
||Heaven In Hell|| - |Part One| "In the forest Lies a devil. Who consumes the soul of every man who walks upon his dark black soil. He is the god of darkness, the satan in the sun." A kingdom upon which darkness fell, taking The king's life. Then The queen. It was time for the Princess to go. She was to die in a sacrifice. However, The devil doesn't respect the laws of God. He defies them. Will she die? Or remain a soulless body. She had to save the kingdom her father handed upon her, but her only hope was gone. Dead. And now her body was given to The Devil to Devor. Author: CrazyWolf Publisher:i&i Publisher
Iris is seventeen when she meets Eric . The only hire to one of most dangerous groups present in the world , His hidden identity was only know to few people surrounding him for his protection . He is the FireDrake Clan . He is the death god . But for her he is " The Angry Stranger " , Her charming personality not only surprises him but also takes a huge toll over his behaviour . " Move the fuck away for me " She only frowns stepping back ,no second later pushed back into his body . " You are gonna die staying near me Iris " He said kissing her deeply . Author: CrazyWolf Publisher:i&i Publisher
There wasn't much need for people to ask since they already knew . She belonged to him , forever as they stated . Shall it be true ? I can't say. He picked her upsetting her on the counter top as she held his shirt , his eyes gazing into her with anger . She bit her lip finally speaking up , " I am sorry i didn't tell you " He clenched his jaw squeezing he thighs . " I am very sure i don't have to remind you that you belong to me My belle but if i hear this happening again , people will be kill by my hand and i swear i won't regret doing that " She whimper burying her face in his neck. " I hope you understand me belle , you shall not be touch by any other man but me " he stated to her Author: CrazyWolf Publisher:i&i Publisher
"YOU were mine the minute I laid my eyes on you , that means you can't run away from me nor can you look or talk to other men ...get that ? " I trembled . "GET THAT ??" He demanded an answer .. I nodded not able to speak. "Good ...now shut that pretty little mouth of yours or you'll be punished " I felt tears streaming down my cheek . His rough yet warm hands came towards my face . His fingers brushed the tears way . "Don't cry my love ....I will never hurt you ....you are mine , only mine .." With that lips roughly crashed onto mine . Author: CrazyWolf Publisher:i&i Publisher
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Despite being an illegitimate daughter, Lena bore a striking resemblance to the young lady of the Evans family. Faced with their threats, she was forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry Dylan. As an act of defiance, Lena seduced Dylan night after night, until she had him completely wrapped around her finger. Using his affections to her advantage, she set out to undermine the Evans family. Over time, Dylan began to notice something odd about his beloved wife...
Drugged and deceived, she bore a child amidst tragedy-her son, falsely declared dead at birth. Fueled by the agony, she disappeared, only to return years later with both her daughter and an adopted son, driven by an unyielding desire for revenge against those who had wronged her and her late mother. The plot takes an unexpected twist when the haunting truth surfaces: her son is alive, and his father is a powerful CEO.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?