WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! Celeste Barlowe had lived in the dark for a decade since her father died in a car accident. Her father treated her like a princess while he was alive, but once he died, she was treated like a rug. Not until she met Elias Turner, the man everyone fears for his uncommon green eyes and what he's capable of. She doesn't realize, however, that the man has many secrets besides his frightening emerald eyes. He's a monster. But that doesn't take away from the fact that he was the one who saved her. Celeste lives with Elias and has no idea she'd fall in love with him until she discovers his greatest secret, which has something to do with her. *** Excerpt: "N-No... I didn't do anything." "I will f**king kill you, woman! I've been so tired of your stupidity. I told you not to talk to strangers-" "P-Please, don't hurt me. My... My body is still aching-" "Shut up!" his voice roared inside the room as he lifted my collar, pulling me near him. "Are you still gonna lie? I saw you talk to that man-" "I... I didn't say anything," I managed to reply amidst my fear. And at this moment, I knew he would play and punish me again.
CELESTE
Would God forgive me if I planned to kill those demons who made my life miserable?
"Celeste!"
I clutched my blouse and wiped my tears away. My hands started to tremble; my heart started to thump fast. I don't want to hear that voice because I know he will beat me again.
"Celeste!"
I hugged my legs as I buried myself in the corner of my small room. I covered my ears with my palms to shut the voice that echoed inside my head.
"No...." I mumbled. My chest started to tighten as my heart seemed wrapped with barbed.
I curled my toes, and the door burst open at this moment, leaving a loud bang as it hit the wall.
"Fuck it!"
I close my eyes and don't want to see him. Not this time. I'm tired-my body wanted to give up.
'Don't open your eyes,' I whispered.
I screamed at the top of my lungs when I felt his grip on my arms. 'No matter what happens, don't open your eyes,' I thought.
My lips twitched when I could feel the familiar pain that lingered in me.
"How often do I have to tell you that you need to answer me when I call your name!" his stern voice pierced into mine, weakening my body.
'Don't open your eyes,' I repeated to myself.
However, his grip gets tighter, making me whimper in pain.
"Open your fucking eyes-"
"P-Please..." my voice faded.
"If you don't open your eyes, I will fuck you hard as hell!"
Upon hearing it, I opened my eyes and met his dark orbs, filled with lust and anger. My body began to shake fiercely.
"P-Please... I need to rest-"
"It's just two in the afternoon, bitch!" He uttered and threw me on my small bed as if I were just a sack of rice.
I gasped and searched for more space when my back met the headboard. When I noticed him smirking, my fear became more evident.
As the hem of my dress began to lift, his gaze was drawn to my exposed legs.
"You're gorgeous, Celeste." He walked closer to me as his gaze roamed around my body. He wet his lips as if he saw delicious meat.
"N-Noah..."
Noah's smile grew wider, and in just a blink of an eye, he reached for my legs and started to caress my left, making me shiver in fear and disgust. I pushed away his hand, and I angered him even more. I felt his palm land on my cheek one moment, making me whimper in pain.
"How dare you!"
"P-Please... I need to rest-"
"Part your legs!" he shouted, and I winced when I felt the droplets of his disgusting saliva on my face.
Enduring the pain from his slap earlier, I did part my legs because he would do worse on me if I hesitated.
Shaking in fear, I managed to part my legs. "I... I'm begging-"
"Shut up!" he cut off the hum through my words.
I saw his eyes glimmer when he saw the part he loved playing with.
"Mom and Liza are not home. So, I can freely do whatever I want to your pussy," he asserted, wearing his lusty tone. "And I can't wait for the time to thrust my cock inside your pinkish pussy," he added.
I can endure the pain when Noah slaps me, but my body gets weaker when he's talking like a hungry demon who wants a taste of my flesh.
"Brother-"
"I am not your fucking brother!" he shouted and pierced his icy gaze on me.
"You are..." I twitched my lips when he crumpled the skin on my left leg, "my brother," I added.
Noah formed a sly smirk on his lips. "You're giving me more reason to beat the hell out of you," he said, gritting his teeth.
His hands grabbed the garter of my underwear and pulled it down, exposing my mound.
"Fuck! Don't you hear it?" He looked at me with his devilish smile. "Your goddamn pussy is inviting me," he said and laughed thunderously.
I was about to close my legs when he stopped me. "You're really great at boosting my anger, huh? Don't worry, my Celeste...."
His voice made me shiver.
I don't know what to do anymore. I tried my best to escape from this hell, but they always caught me.
I screamed when Noah pulled me down, laying me on my modest bed. And I know what will happen next.
"N-Noah-"
"Just shut up!" he asserted and grabbed my two hands, pinned them above my head as he sat on my side, and rubbed his thumb on my clit.
I always expect this.
Noah always treats me like a toy. If I dared to move, I would receive a hard slap or a punch in my stomach.
I clenched my jaw. The familiar feeling and pain registered to me once again. And I can't help to feel disgusted with myself.
"Fuck it! Moan!" he shouted even if I was in front of him.
But instead of doing what he wanted, I spit directly into his face.
"Fuck!" he cursed even louder and stopped rubbing my clit. "You bitch-"
"What are you doing, Noah?"
The voice from a distance stopped Noah's hand from landing on my face. My tears streamed down. I breathe rapidly.
"Liza," he muttered.
I could sense the shock in Noah's voice.
"I thought-"
"Didn't I tell you to stop touching Celeste's pussy a week ago? You promised me! Torture is torture! But I am your fiancé!" Liza's angry voice roared inside the room.
Another demon showed up. I closed my eyes when Noah closed my legs and pulled down the hem of my dress.
"I... I can explain-"
"You promised-"
"I know. I know, babe-"
"Shut the fuck up. Now, I want you to fuck me in front of Celeste," Liza demanded.
I don't know how to react, I wanted to laugh, but the pain was way heavier than their idiotic and demonic demeanor.
"Hey you, bitch! Open your eyes!" Liza uttered as she stepped near me. She smirked when I met her gaze.
I gritted my teeth when she started to remove her clothes.
"Don't you dare close your eyes, or else you will get fifty whips from me," she warned.
"Babe... let's do it some other time-"
"Shut up! You broke your promise," Liza said as she turned to her fiancé.
But curse them as they can do wicked things. If my evil stepmother is here, I'm sure she will get delighted seeing these two fuck each other in front of me.
"Who's more beautiful? Celeste or me?" Liza, the psycho, asked her fiancé, and I saw how Noah smirked, and what he replied made me puke.
"Of course, you," he replied, reaching for Liza's boobs.
I was about to turn away when Liza reached for my jaw, making me wince because her grasp tightened. "Watch!"
"I'll never accept you as my Luna! You're nothing but a worthless slut!" Instead of allowing the Alpha King's hurtful words to affect her, Fia brushes them off. If he doesn't want her, then fine. She has more important things to focus on and take care of. She doesn't need any more chaos in her life. If it's just another source of pain, she'll learn to accept it. The Alpha King may have used and rejected her, trying to amplify her pain, but Fia refuses to let that define her. She has been through enough and doesn't want anyone else to uncover her vulnerabilities. They should leave her life, as anyone has the potential to hurt her deeply. However, the Alpha's sudden change of heart surprises Fia. He decides not to release her, finding pleasure in controlling her. He has many ways to manipulate her and keep her under his influence. He will pleasure her intensely, making her moan with satisfaction. He will ensure she craves more as he leaves his mark on her.
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! In two months, Athena Cromwell and Greg Homan have decided to start a game together. At first, they get along well, but when the arrangement is about to end, strange things happen. They unexpectedly fell in love with each other. However, for Greg, as one of the leaders of a dangerous organization, becoming involved with love is a weakness that could cost him. Are they willing to fight for their love?
After three years of marriage, Blake and Avery face difficult occurrences that will measure how strong their love for each other is. Will Blake ever have his possession until the end? --- Excerpt: “How much did he give you?” "One million in three months," Avery replied. "All right, Avery Foster. Since you're willing to lower yourself to such a low level, I will double the price to have you." Blake laughed sarcastically and threw her onto the sofa. "Blake, what the fuck are you doing? Let me go!” Blake smirked and kissed her right earlobe. "Avery, this is only the beginning."
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+/BDSM/Emotional Distress Hera's desire to marry the apple of her eye ends in disaster. She felt obliged to do whatever it took to please Achilles, even if it meant sacrificing her body and life. She never thought that doing that favor would put her life in the grave. Even though she poured her everything, it wasn’t enough for her to tame the beast inside him. Will she give up or continue taming him?
Trigger Warning: Slavery, Emotional distress! - 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.
Trigger Warning: Emotional distress! - Ivy Morgan deeply fell in love with the business tycoon Wyatt Reed. Bound by a life debt, Wyatt married her. However, as the years passed, Wyatt never treated her as his wife. He only uses her. Knowing this, Ivy gave up that love she once felt and filed for a divorce. After the divorce, Wyatt regrets everything he had done in the past and realized how much he loves Ivy, making him coax her whatever it takes. Will Ivy acknowledge the billionaire’s regret?
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
I'm a Luna. After three years of marriage to Alpha Nathaniel Blackwood, I'm finally pregnant with his pup. But he's unclaimed me for his first love. I'm leaving the pack with this secret, praying he never finds out. Nathaniel Blackwood is a handsome, powerful Alpha. In a world where humans and werewolves coexist, he has it all: a billion-dollar empire, untold power, a massive pack, and, most importantly, the perfect Luna. But the return of his first love shattered our marriage. When he finds out the secret I've been hiding, will he regret rejecting me? Will I ever be able to forgive him? Dive into this gripping serialized novel to find out more-Enjoy the ride!
"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?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"