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His lackey swung the car door wide. She was hurled into the passenger seat, and the door shut with a thud that seemed to seal her fate. There was no point in her trying to make a run for it. His rough crew was right there, glaring daggers at her, as if they might just kill her on the spot. And all because she had managed to really tick him off and earn a stinging slap from his hand.
Oscar Cepa is said to be a sick man who won't live past the age of 30. All the women in S City are afraid to marry him, exept Gardenia Soth. After their wedding, everyone is waiting to see Gardenia ends up a miserable life, but instead, the new couple shows their sweet interactions to others over and over again. Oscar, at 30, is not only alive, but he's prospered as a multi-national tycoon and Gardenia's darling. Someone asks, "Mr Cepa, why are you so henpecked?" "Because she's a top level black belt in Taekwondo. I can't beat her." Another asks their children, "Do you think your mom is good enough for your dad?" "You should ask if my dad, an old man with just a bit of dirty money, is he good enough for my mom, a beautiful, sexy, rich and talented international comic artist."
My husband is a demon. He humiliates and abuses me. His purpose in marrying me was solely to better control and take revenge on me...
My skin heats with each thrust of his fingers, and each forceful lap of his tongue, and i cannot stop the moans of pleasure tearing through my slackened jaw. My hand is wrapped in his hair, giving the impression that I have control, but I don’t. I control nothing, and I like it. Mihai’s hand slowly slides up my stomach, his fingers wrapping around my neck as he cuts of my ability to breathe, black spots clouding my vision, and yet, I am not afraid. I want more. I want everything that he can give to me. He slowly inserts a third finger, the intense fullness that I feel teetering me over the edge of a cliff I cannot even see, and then he sucks and pulls at my clit. Sparks erupt throughout my body, the orgasm shaking my soul, and destroying what was left of my resistance. *********************************** She was the Daughter of a Hunter, he was one of the creatures that her family had sworn to destroy, what could possibly go wrong? When their worlds collide, who will be left standing, will it be the hunter or the hunted, and which is which?
Rumi is screaming for help inside and nobody notice. Nobody saw how broken he was because of how well he covered it up with his actions but Isaac saw right through him.
Rita Anderson is a young lady who discovered that her parents made an arrangement with their friends to marry her to their friends' son. Something which is totally unacceptable by her. To Rita, she will not ruin her happiness for mere politics played by her parents and their friends because she's already in love with someone of a lower class, and she has made up her mind to stand on her ground and defend her love.
This is a mildly erotic fanfic that starts early in the Potterverse. [No underaged sex!] Not recommended for young readers. Possible trigger warning for anyone that has undergone extreme trauma due to fires/collapsing buildings or cannot stand claustrophia and/or night terrors. Ariadne is a pretty, young girl who grew up with muggles, but is about to start going to Hogwarts. She's optimistic. Her squib mother had told her all about the wizard world before her untimely death and she wants to see the school her teenage father had attended. Only she has some secrets, secrets that her mother warned her to never to tell anyone and one big secret not even her mother was aware of. Ariadne can remember her past life. A life where magic didn't exist and her family in this world were only part of a story. A story that she wasn't in. Does this mean she destined to die before the series ever even started? If only her memories weren't so sporadic, she could've avoided the death flags! If she avoids her own death, does that mean she can save some of her favorite characters? Everything is just a little too real now!
Evelyn was devastated when she discovered her boyfriend's infidelity with her best friend. The duplicitous pair even conspired to pilfer her professional achievements. In a bid for revenge, Evelyn entered into an agreement with a competing company. To her surprise, the CEO, Samuel, stipulated an unconventional term - that she marry him! Consequently, Evelyn found herself wedded to the stranger Samuel, regained her rightful position as a top perfume maker with his backing, and basked in his daily affection. It was only much later that Evelyn stumbled upon the truth - Samuel had quietly nurtured feelings for her over many years. (Daily updates with three chapters)
He's a devil. She is a human. He needs her and she loves him. A contract that will bind them together again from the past to the future. A past that separated them both. They will continue their unfinished romance even though the deities are against them.
"Arrr," she screamed, her ribs cracking, the eerie sound like a car crash to her sensitive ears. "No." It seemed as if the pain stopped and Isabella managed to get back on her feet, but it didn't even take a second and she was on her knees, gasping. "Ah." The sound rang through the forest, bouncing off the trees and making the ground shake. Needles prickled on her skin as fur peeked through her pores. Claws with a dangerously painful slowness replaced her nails. The sensation was no different than when she'd trapped her hand between the door and the frame. Isabella's body had an uncomfortable, boiling temperature as her bones cracked and rearranged themselves. "What's wrong?" asked Isabella into the dark night. There was no answer, not that she expected one. Maybe this was death, and she closed her eyes to slowly embrace it. Her body vibrated with panicked pain. "Shh, sweetheart, it'll be over soon." His velvety, seductive voice enveloped her seductively, making it hard to breathe. He'd to have changed into his human form.
His lackey swung the car door wide. She was hurled into the passenger seat, and the door shut with a thud that seemed to seal her fate. There was no point in her trying to make a run for it. His rough crew was right there, glaring daggers at her, as if they might just kill her on the spot. And all because she had managed to really tick him off and earn a stinging slap from his hand.
Oscar Cepa is said to be a sick man who won't live past the age of 30. All the women in S City are afraid to marry him, exept Gardenia Soth. After their wedding, everyone is waiting to see Gardenia ends up a miserable life, but instead, the new couple shows their sweet interactions to others over and over again. Oscar, at 30, is not only alive, but he's prospered as a multi-national tycoon and Gardenia's darling. Someone asks, "Mr Cepa, why are you so henpecked?" "Because she's a top level black belt in Taekwondo. I can't beat her." Another asks their children, "Do you think your mom is good enough for your dad?" "You should ask if my dad, an old man with just a bit of dirty money, is he good enough for my mom, a beautiful, sexy, rich and talented international comic artist."
My husband is a demon. He humiliates and abuses me. His purpose in marrying me was solely to better control and take revenge on me...
My skin heats with each thrust of his fingers, and each forceful lap of his tongue, and i cannot stop the moans of pleasure tearing through my slackened jaw. My hand is wrapped in his hair, giving the impression that I have control, but I don’t. I control nothing, and I like it. Mihai’s hand slowly slides up my stomach, his fingers wrapping around my neck as he cuts of my ability to breathe, black spots clouding my vision, and yet, I am not afraid. I want more. I want everything that he can give to me. He slowly inserts a third finger, the intense fullness that I feel teetering me over the edge of a cliff I cannot even see, and then he sucks and pulls at my clit. Sparks erupt throughout my body, the orgasm shaking my soul, and destroying what was left of my resistance. *********************************** She was the Daughter of a Hunter, he was one of the creatures that her family had sworn to destroy, what could possibly go wrong? When their worlds collide, who will be left standing, will it be the hunter or the hunted, and which is which?
Rumi is screaming for help inside and nobody notice. Nobody saw how broken he was because of how well he covered it up with his actions but Isaac saw right through him.
Rita Anderson is a young lady who discovered that her parents made an arrangement with their friends to marry her to their friends' son. Something which is totally unacceptable by her. To Rita, she will not ruin her happiness for mere politics played by her parents and their friends because she's already in love with someone of a lower class, and she has made up her mind to stand on her ground and defend her love.
This is a mildly erotic fanfic that starts early in the Potterverse. [No underaged sex!] Not recommended for young readers. Possible trigger warning for anyone that has undergone extreme trauma due to fires/collapsing buildings or cannot stand claustrophia and/or night terrors. Ariadne is a pretty, young girl who grew up with muggles, but is about to start going to Hogwarts. She's optimistic. Her squib mother had told her all about the wizard world before her untimely death and she wants to see the school her teenage father had attended. Only she has some secrets, secrets that her mother warned her to never to tell anyone and one big secret not even her mother was aware of. Ariadne can remember her past life. A life where magic didn't exist and her family in this world were only part of a story. A story that she wasn't in. Does this mean she destined to die before the series ever even started? If only her memories weren't so sporadic, she could've avoided the death flags! If she avoids her own death, does that mean she can save some of her favorite characters? Everything is just a little too real now!
Evelyn was devastated when she discovered her boyfriend's infidelity with her best friend. The duplicitous pair even conspired to pilfer her professional achievements. In a bid for revenge, Evelyn entered into an agreement with a competing company. To her surprise, the CEO, Samuel, stipulated an unconventional term - that she marry him! Consequently, Evelyn found herself wedded to the stranger Samuel, regained her rightful position as a top perfume maker with his backing, and basked in his daily affection. It was only much later that Evelyn stumbled upon the truth - Samuel had quietly nurtured feelings for her over many years. (Daily updates with three chapters)
He's a devil. She is a human. He needs her and she loves him. A contract that will bind them together again from the past to the future. A past that separated them both. They will continue their unfinished romance even though the deities are against them.
"Arrr," she screamed, her ribs cracking, the eerie sound like a car crash to her sensitive ears. "No." It seemed as if the pain stopped and Isabella managed to get back on her feet, but it didn't even take a second and she was on her knees, gasping. "Ah." The sound rang through the forest, bouncing off the trees and making the ground shake. Needles prickled on her skin as fur peeked through her pores. Claws with a dangerously painful slowness replaced her nails. The sensation was no different than when she'd trapped her hand between the door and the frame. Isabella's body had an uncomfortable, boiling temperature as her bones cracked and rearranged themselves. "What's wrong?" asked Isabella into the dark night. There was no answer, not that she expected one. Maybe this was death, and she closed her eyes to slowly embrace it. Her body vibrated with panicked pain. "Shh, sweetheart, it'll be over soon." His velvety, seductive voice enveloped her seductively, making it hard to breathe. He'd to have changed into his human form.