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wanted by the devil's incarnate[BL]: love After A kill.

*synopsis* "You love him" "He loves you and is obsessed with you You want him" "He wants to be involved in everything that has to do with you" . "He has proven to you that he is willing to go miles against his will to spoil you dirty, maybe even die for you" . "Everybody's dream man right?" "But what happens when you have fallen so deep for this man you hit the rock bottom,Just to find out it's pretty to dark in here for your aesthetic and mental health" . "You think you know him but you are clearly obnoxious to the kind of beast you have fallen for" . "What will you do when you find out that your "all and all" is the reason you don't have a family". " Is the reason you have no option but stick to his side". " Not that, he even had to wipe your memory out of your own will??!!!" "Pick a gun and empty all the bullets in his brain" but that looks easier said than done especially for someone with a heart like Fedora's. because, our Gen-z boy with a killer face card doesn't have a clue now, he doesn't know if all those vibes and experience, those nights he moaned with painful but intriguing pleasure, all that chemistry with Miguel,a man his drunk head humiliated at a bar, who later became his strong love interest. Now fedora can't help but wonder. was this true genuine love or just one of the devil's incarnate: Miguel's manipulative pity and guilt stunts. Fortunately fedora has this man wrapped around his fingers like a rosary on a nun. Will the gen-z care free, spoilt brat avenge his family's death?. What will be the outcome and consequences,will it be a slow or quick or a death that will scare the devil himself for Miguel. Dive into this rollercoaster to find out ********* this is a 3rd person POV book. warning!!!:some statements, scenes and incidents in this book might not sit right with religious readers. [everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]
Border_Collie · 2.4k Views

The Girl He Wasn't Allowed to Touch.

This is a harrowing, emotionally devastating story about injustice, survival, and a love so pure that society mistakes it for sin. At the center stands Indrajit, a man whose life ended long before his heart stopped beating. Twelve years ago, at the age of twenty, Indrajit witnessed the brutal sexual assault and murder of his beloved girlfriend Tandra. Beaten nearly to death, pinned down, and rendered helpless, he was forced to listen as she screamed his name—begging him to save her. He could not. That moment shattered him forever. To shield the real perpetrators—wealthy, powerful men—the system did what it always does: it lied. Evidence was fabricated. Witnesses were silenced. And Indrajit was framed as both rapist and murderer. Society swallowed the lie without hesitation. His family, enslaved by honor and social image, disowned him. His father declared him dead. Funeral rites were performed for a son who was still breathing. Prison became his twelve-year-long apocalypse—an endless cycle of violence, humiliation, and psychological annihilation. Indrajit survived only through rage, guilt, and the echo of a promise he once made to Tandra: “I will always protect you.” A promise he believes he failed. Now thirty-two, Indrajit is released into a world that still sees him as a monster. Emotionally hollow, physically scarred, dependent on sleeping pills, and slowly destroying himself through starvation, he exists like a living corpse—waiting either for death or for one final reckoning. Fate places him in a decaying apartment complex where he meets his neighbors: Kotha, a teenage schoolgirl glowing with innocence, and her mother Madhurima, a sex worker relentlessly humiliated, ostracized, and dehumanized by society. The colony’s residents—self-appointed moral guardians—unleash cruelty on both mother and daughter. Gossip, character assassination, and public shaming expose the deep hypocrisy, misogyny, and selective morality that thrive beneath respectability. In Kotha and Madhurima, Indrajit recognizes a pain he knows too well—the pain of being judged without truth, condemned without mercy, and erased without trial. In a world where everyone hates and judges Indrajit, Kotha was the only one to care for him. This made her the world to him . Though numb and broken, something within him stirs. Over time, Indrajit forms a quiet, profound bond with Kotha. She heals him—she teaches him how to live again through small, human moments: conversation, laughter, curiosity, trust. Through her eyes, Indrajit slowly relearns what it means to breathe, to care, to exist beyond guilt. He becomes her silent shield in a hostile world. When society whispers that he is corrupting her… When rumors accuse him of stealing her innocence… When fingers point and morals scream— —he is the only one who never lays a finger on her. Their connection is deep, intense, and painfully pure—built on shared wounds, unspoken understanding, and unconditional protection. It is a love that dares not define itself, because the world has already decided it is wrong. Indrajit tries desperately to protect Kotha from the cruelty of the world—knowing all too well what happens when innocence is left unguarded. But in doing so, he becomes the easiest villain to blame. This is not a story of forbidden desire. It is a story of forbidden humanity. A tragic tale where the man labeled a monster is the only one who knows how not to hurt, and the girl he was “never allowed to touch” becomes the reason he remembers how to live—even if it costs him everything.
Anuvuti_Roy · 487 Views

The Goddess's Flowers

**Book 2, though can be enjoyed without reading The Wilting Flowers first. Going into the book, know that Liz's soul is in Princess Vi, and Zoe has no recollection of her tragic life as Violet in the novel The Wilting Flowers. Princess Vi alludes to the first book only briefly and other than that it doesn't affect the story.** Zoe, after dying as Violet, goes into a state of Limbo with no recollection of her time as Violet, and according to her memories, she just died in an auto accident. She then goes to a strange world, Gaos, on a mission from a goddess for world peace. In this world, to use magic, one must utilize a specific feeling. However, feeling the opposite feeling could prove fatal. It doesn't take long for Zoe to find out that her biggest threat to her mission resides in the walls of the castle, where she quickly becomes the princess's concubine. The fate of the world, Gaos, rests on the shoulders of this imperfect woman, Zoe. Will she succumb to the pressure of the heavy role bestowed upon her? Read to find out! **WARNING** This story has a couple of sexual assault trigger scenes. There are warning messages at the beginning of those chapters, and dotted lines mark the beginning and end of the scenes. READ AT YOUR DISCRETION.*** ***Feel free to reach out to me on Discord under the same pseudonym Tatt3d_Violet. I do request that there be no flirting in my DMs since I am very happily married. If you would like to talk lesbian smut or talk concept ideas about my works, my inbox is always open.***
Tatt3d_Violet · 31.1k Views

Chronicles of The Careless Immortal

Synopsis: Chronicles of the Careless Immortal When the world wept and the skies mourned in thunder, he laughed. Not from joy — but because he was born that way. They called him the careless immortal, a man who walked barefoot through the ashes of fallen temples, wine gourd always in hand, laughter echoing between heaven and earth. Once, he was a name whispered with reverence across the Celestial Realms — the Immortal of Clarity, blessed by starlight, adorned with the Emperor’s favor. Now, he was but a shadow of his former self, wandering beneath mortal skies, half-remembered in myth and half-feared in prayer. Born from a mortal family trained by the immortals, his destiny had always stood between heaven and earth — too wise for the mortal dust, too wild for the celestial halls. His laughter could stir the wind, his sigh could move mountains. Yet, beneath the drunken eyes and careless grin lay a sorrow that even the heavens could not heal. He was cast down — stripped of title, stripped of light — for a single unforgivable sin: Contact with the Dark Realm. For that, the Heavenly Emperor decreed punishment beyond redemption. He was bound to face the Heavenly Tribulation, where lightning carved judgment into his bones, and the heavens themselves mocked his fall. But he survived. And from that day forth, he became the immortal who would not die, the fool who defied heaven’s will — a wanderer among mortals, laughing in the face of gods. --- A hundred thousand years ago, the heavens split apart. The war between good and evil broke loose like a storm across the cosmos. Yet as the flames rose, few could say what “good” truly meant — or where “evil” began. Even celestials hesitated, torn between duty and conscience, law and truth. The Heavenly Emperor, cold and distant, sent his immortals to the mortal world — to observe, to judge, to report what was just and what was corrupt. But when the Drunk Master ; Master of the Jade Cloud Pavilion: the Jade Radiance Monarch, returned from his journey, he brought more than words. He brought questions. He brought truth. And truth, to the heavens, was the greatest sin of all. For when he spoke — when he dared to call the heavens blind — the stars trembled, and the Emperor’s decree echoed across the realms. What followed was not a war between Heaven and the Demon Realm, but a far more dangerous conflict: A war between Celestial and Law. The Jade Radiance Monarch stood alone on the boundary of chaos, wine gourd swaying at his waist, his laughter rising through the ruins of heaven. Behind his mockery lay a vow that even the heavens feared — that one day, he would return not as a servant of heaven, but as the one who would judge it. And thus began the Chronicles of the Careless Immortal — the tale of a fallen god, a broken world, and a laughter that defied eternity. ___ Please! I know it might be a little clinche, but please give it a try. thanks for stopping by.
SelmaQing · 14.2k Views

365 days to find love

One year to live. One chance to be seen. One dream to chase. Lara is a ghost in the heart of London. A brilliant fashion designer for a prestigious house, she hides her stunning beauty and "snatched," curved physique under baggy hoodies and fake glasses. For years, she has used dull fashion as armor, a direct result of a teenage trauma that taught her it was safer to be invisible than to be noticed. While her talent drives the company’s top sales, she remains a nameless face in the corner, neglected by a company that only cares about her sketches. Everything changes with a devastating diagnosis: a brain tumor. The doctors give Lara exactly 365 days to live. Refusing to spend her final year in a hospital bed feeling sorry for herself, Lara receives a sudden, demanding call from her boss, Martha. Without asking for Lara's opinion, Martha orders her to fly to South Korea to save a struggling branch that needs her unique eye for design. It is her dream country, and despite the short notice and the 6:00 AM flight, Lara realizes this is her final exit ramp from a life of fear. But Seoul presents a new set of challenges. As a woman of color in a society with rigid, homogenous beauty standards, Lara faces immediate hurdles. She is an outsider in a world that isn't used to her heritage, and she must navigate the cold stares and the prejudice of an industry that often favors its own. Amidst the ticking clock of her illness and the pressure to save a failing office, Lara makes a life-altering decision: she is done hiding. She decides to spend her remaining days embracing her true self—long hair, deep obsidian eyes, and striking curves. In a city where she stands out more than ever, Lara sets out to find a love that is real and a life that is loud. In a race against time, can she find the courage to be seen and the heart to be loved before her 365 days are up?
Doviey_A · 2.2k Views