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Bound to my Enemy

Warning {Mature Content} Elaine has spent her life being the responsible one. The one who steps in when things are about to fall apart. So when her grandfather arranges a marriage for her younger cousin Ivy to Zane Whitmore a billionaire CEO with a dangerous reputation Elaine does what she has always done. She takes the burden on herself. What begins as a lie meant to protect Ivy quickly turns into a contract Elaine never meant to sign. Zane Whitmore is cold, controlled, and ruthless in both business and life. He doesn’t believe in love, only leverage. When he meets Elaine, he recognizes something he rarely encounters: a woman willing to stand her ground even when she’s afraid. Their agreement is simple. A marriage on paper. Mutual benefit. No emotions involved. As they are pulled deeper into each other’s lives, secrets begin to surface old betrayals, family conflicts, and a past that ties Zane to Elaine’s brother in ways no one is willing to talk about. The lines between obligation and desire blur, and what started as a sacrifice turns into something neither of them can control. In a world where power dictates everything and trust comes at a cost, Elaine must decide if she’s willing to gamble her heart on a man who could destroy her. A story of contract marriage, buried history, and a love born out of defiance rather than choice. (Mature content) Zane’s lips crush to mine, hungrily tasting my mouth and sucking my tongue into his. He moves lower, nipping at my neck, then my boobs, enveloping his lips around a pink nipple. I sigh in pleasure, my hands sliding into his hair and gripping hard as he bites down and then slips his mouth lower. And lower…….. My eyes fly open as he shoves my dress up to my waist and pulls my panties to the side. Suddenly, his mouth dives between my thighs, and when I feel his tongue drag up my slit, it’s like an electrical shock and my eyes roll back behind my head. Holy! FUCK!!.
EvaGrey · 1m Views

A Shotgun Wedding with the Mafia Don

“You need a wife.” She said. “What makes you think that you are cut out to be my wife?” Oliver asked. The smug smile on his lips was the only indication that he didn’t find her suggestion offensive. “I am not like any of the other women you’ve been with before, Mr. Morton.” Seductively, she let her fingers draw patterns across his chest. “Ms. Sophia, are you aware that you’re playing a dangerous game?” He asked, capturing her fingers that were busily tickling the five o’clock shadow along his jawline. “I am.” But really, was she? But this was not the time to back out now. To second-guess herself. “But are you brave enough to play my game?” She dared, looking him directly in the eyes. Without giving him time to react, she kissed him. Damn! She knew she should stop. This man was her enemy, but her body wouldn’t let her. She missed this. Being wanted. Being desired. Being... No! Not love. This was not love. Oliver saw her as an object. A beautiful woman to conquer, nothing more. And she should feel the same way. No! She could not fall back into his charms. Armed with this realization, she busily let her other hand wander off until she felt it. The hard, metallic weapon that he put aside. Grabbing it, she immediately placed it on his temple, mimicking his action earlier. Then, she gradually pulled her lips away. “Are you gonna kill me now?” The great Mafia Don asked, but she could not see any trace of fear in his eyes as he stared at her. Only curiosity. “No, as I said, I’m not like the woman you’re used to. I know what I want, and I get it.” She said confidently, while slightly pushing her body harder against his. Damn! Her body still responded the same way to him, just as she remembered it. “And what do you want, Ms. Sophia?” He asked, lifting his hand to cradle her chin gently against his fingers. But he never attempted to remove the gun she had placed threateningly against his temple. The most feared man in the city just sat quietly, watching her. “As I said, marry me?” *** Amelia Clarke might have been the curvy, nerdy girl who was constantly bullied and mocked by everyone, but she still won the heart of the Quarterback King. Oliver Lambert. But her happily ever after came to an end too soon. After four years of keeping their love affair a secret, she finally discovered that Oliver was not the man she thought he was. It turned out that he was the heir of the Morton Group and the next Mafia Don. Moreover, he was already engaged to a famous heiress. Now, Oliver’s father, the current Mafia Don, wanted her out of the picture. And he would do anything to finish the job. Leave Oliver, or he would make her and her family’s lives miserable. Give up the custody of her child, or the child would not see the light of day. Amelia tried to seek Oliver’s help, but the misunderstanding between them, plus Maximus manipulations, had already caused irreparable damage to their relationship. Left desperate and with no other option, she tried to run away with her family so she could protect her child. But the accident happened, taking the lives of her parents and unborn child. But was it really an accident? Left with nothing but a broken heart, she moved away. What started with love eventually turned to hate. What was once a promise of forever became a hunger for revenge. For six years, she lived with only one thing on her mind. To make her ex and his family pay. Motivated by vengeance, she returned as a completely different person. Amelia Clarke was dead. The chubby nerd was no more. In her place, Sophia Maddison was born. A supermodel and a promising entrepreneur. Her first agenda. Infiltrate the Morton’s business. Seduce the new Mafia Don. Oliver Morton. Marry him. Then, take everything that mattered to him. His business, his family, and even his child. *** [Warning: Mature steamy content, moderate violence, and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.
bishop1275 · 113.7k Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 527.2k Views
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I Just Want to Farm, But My Beasts Keep Evolving!!

All Raiden wanted to do was to farm quietly. After dying in his old world and waking up in the body of a freshly graduated nobody in a world full of monsters that are bigger than the tallest skyscrapers, Raiden made a quick, sensible decision: avoiding danger at all costs. Forget becoming a battle master and monster-infested frontiers, he just wanted to take his little sister Sylvia and retire to their inherited farm to raise sheep. Peaceful, profitable, and most importantly, safe. His master plan? Buy the cheapest Woolie in the market, shear its wool, and live off the profits. Simple, right? What could go wrong? As Murphy's Law states, anything that can go wrong will go wrong. The moment he brought his adorable sheep, his cheat system activated, letting him appraise and improve the potential of anything he touched. And everything started going downhill from there. A few enhancements later, his Woolie is producing luxury wool that has fashion designers losing their minds. And unlike other sheep, this one loved to train and battle, so much that it loses half of it before the sell period. "It's fine," Raiden assured himself. "It's just a sheep. A very profitable sheep." Then it evolves. And keeps evolving. And suddenly his "harmless farm animal" is creating thunderclouds that can destroy a whole continent. He thought the problem was only with his sheep; the rest of the Terra beasts would be peaceful. The real problem, though? Every Terran he rescues thinks the same way: "Master is so kind! He doesn't force us to battle! We must train extra hard to protect him!" Now, all his supposedly peaceful, peace-loving Terrans are challenging wild Terrans to duels while he chucks pills to control his Blood Pressure in the background. His genius little sister is landing scholarships left and right, and the Continental Alliance won't stop sending him tournament invitations he desperately wants to decline. All Raiden wants is to farm in peace, pay off his debts, and maybe—just maybe survive long enough to see Sylvia graduate. Is that really too much to ask? Apparently, yes. [Update Schedule: 14 Chapters Per Week]
LordFrosty · 402.8k Views
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The ultimate mamluk

This is the story of one Georgian man called Davit Manvelashvili.He was born in the family of peasants in Kvemo Kartli region of Georgia.He was separated from his parents and brothers at the age of 5.This happened because he was kidnapped by thugs who traded with slaves.These thugs took him to the Ottoman capital-Istanbul,where he changed several masters and eventually ended up with the man called-Mustafa.He bestowed 11 year-old Davit to the governor of Iraq-Suleiman pasha the Great,who was Georgian.This governor named him Davut and send him to the islamic school-Madrassie.There he learned islamic law,Quran and oriental languages:Arabic,Ottoman Turkish and Persian.He learned all of these subjects very well and as a result,his master paid him special attention.Suleiman personally taught Davut horseriding,swordsmanship and archery.After finishing his studies Suleiman released Davut from slavery and made him free man.Davut became his official bodyguard.At the age of 27,Davut got married with Suleiman's daughter-Rabia.They had 3 sons and 1 daughter. In 1822,he officially became the governor of Iraq.He made Iraq flourish with irrigation channels and wells.He constructed libraries,mosques,silk factories,public bathhouses,hospitals and bridges.He also founded the very first publishing house in 1828-1829.Besides,he had extremely strong army that consisted of 100 thousand Georgian mamluk soldiers.This army was divided in 3 units among his 3 sons.In 1831,he attempted to make Iraq independent from Ottoman empire,but he failed and was captured by Ottoman forces with his family.The Ottoman sultan-Mahmud II exiled him in Bursa(City in Turkey).
Ana_Sopromadze · 16.8k Views

What Do You Mean I Have To Comprehend Dao As A Mortal God?

Six years ago, the very first portal appeared that carried mana into Earth, awakening powers within humans. Some used them for selfish reasons while others thought to use them for the betterment of society. Everything changed when monsters appeared through these portals and humanity had to fight back against them for our survival. Amongst them were individuals who had awakened godlike powers that came straight from mythology: A New Yorker who has multiple pairs of wings sprouting from his back while carrying a scroll and pen; A Ukrainian firefighter who controls fire with the embodiment of a primordial demon; and even a Japanese historian who wields lightning that materialises floating drums on his back. They were Mortal Gods, mortals that had the power of Gods and now stand above humanity to supposedly protect us from the monsters beyond the portal. I was just another normal awakened human who was about to meet my end when a jade book appeared in front of me. What do you mean I have to comprehend Dao?! *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. MC is a male but there may be some intersex characters who may or may not be involved with the MC in the story so if that's also unacceptable to you then consider yourself warned. Also yes to harem. No to NTR. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c
Draekai · 448.6k Views

Douluo: Inheriting Life And Destruction

Chu Chen transmigrated to Emperor Soul Village, next to Holy Soul Village. Chu Chen awakened two martial souls: Blue Silver Grass and the Ancient Dragon of Destruction! The Ancient Dragon of Destruction inherited supreme destruction, while Blue Silver Grass inherited ultimate life! Gaining the dual divine kings of destruction and life, he embarked on the path of inheritance. The Blue Silver Emperor soul bone activated his bloodline, the immortal herb served as a catalyst, and the will of destruction amplified his power, completely evolving him into a top-tier plant martial soul: the Blue Silver Emperor of Destruction. Comprehending the destruction of life, he created his own cultivation technique: the Great Desolation Scripture! With a single thought, all things are born, all things fall. Yu Xiaogang: "He's already ruined. Blue Silver Grass can only cultivate the control system." Tang San: "My Blue Silver Grass can control, it contains poison, that's the strongest." Years later, when Tang San saw that Chu Chen could not only cultivate, but his Blue Silver Grass was also terrifyingly powerful endless life accompanied by an ultimate will of destruction, who could rival him!? Snow Empress: "He condensed a sword from Blue Silver Grass, and it actually crushed my Emperor Sword!" Bi Ji: "The life force he condensed is even stronger than mine..." Gu Yuena: "What terrifying dragon bloodline pressure!" God of Destruction: "Shura, your damned successor isn't any better." Goddess of Life: "Yeah, a bit weak." Asura: "You two damned old geezers, I thought I was outrageous enough.
IdWin · 105.2k Views