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"Guilty"

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. He had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him.  A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son"  His father, Emre Yousef Hakan--A tyrant man. He handed Nur the keys to the Hakan's estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his tyrannical reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him.  Conversing to him on estate matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters.  Though months passed. One faithful night, he received the news.  "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet.  The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent "Hakan estate" Where he would find his "relatives" people who they had lost connection to the very day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily.  He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was.  Clutching around the fine wood, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Just then--the door clicked, there entered, Ali Demir, his father's advisor, now his. The silver-haired man walked to him, hands clutching at piles of documents. He then conversed to him on the future and that to attain his will, he must marry. Nur's face turned pale, marriage--A chapter that he had closed long ago. After his previous marriage in Ankara to his childhood sweetheart--Eylul Aydin. He remembered her end--how his father mercilessly unlived her and their unborn child. Nur had also rejected this idea prior to his mother's death. Yet--Ali continued, "the bride had also been selected" His jaw flexed as he raked his eyes at him, "Did you...? Ali shook his head, "I wouldn't dare... if it wasn't the very own wish of Mrs. Hakan" Nur sighed, a part of him was uninterested and the other part? --merely curious to who it was. Ali continued, the bride is from one of the Kaplan family branches. "Who...is it? Nur's voice came out, flustered. Ali's mouth parted, "Ayse Azra Yildiz" His eyes widened, his chest tightened. To be continued>>>>>>>>>>
DeryaYildirim · 17.3k Views

Taming The Hairless Villain

IMPORTANT WARNING: I’m putting this here before the synopsis, so if anyone complains that this novel is “too slow” because I go into details, episode by episode, that’s on you for not reading the disclaimers. While I welcome constructive criticism to improve my work, I do not tolerate hate or entitlement. Here, we only spread dark humor and delightfully deranged ideas. If your humor tolerance or attention span is low, fragile, or on life support—please skip this book. Seriously, for your own peace. This story is packed with jokes, chaos, unapologetic fun, and nonsense. It will absolutely annoy you if you don’t vibe with that. Read at your own risk. Side effects may include laughter, nostalgia, headaches, irritability, and an extreme level of patience. Thank you mwa! •••• Lucinda Delos Santos spent her childhood obsessed with Smallville: rooting for Clark, swooning over Lana, and secretly sympathizing with a brooding Lex Luthor...until the DVDs ran out and her favorite story ended… prematurely. Years later, during a torrential rainstorm and a questionable internet binge, a bolt of lightning gives her more than a wet hair day—but there’s no way things were going to end like that—how else would I get to write and utterly, gloriously wreck the DC universe? Suddenly, Lucinda’s fangirl fantasies collide with reality. She has no idea how she got there, can barely stop gawking at Lex's smirk, and is definitely not asking the right questions. Now she faces a cosmic dilemma: Will she step into the spotlight as Clark Kent’s new leading lady, or attempt the impossible—taming Lex Luthor before he ruins Clark and Lana’s perfect love story? Either way, Lucinda’s life just became the ultimate crossover episode… with herself as the star. ••• Again, please read the IMPORTANT WARNING carefully, because I swear next time, I’m either gonna cry, go full healock on haters, or both. I have plans for this fanfic. If you want it to follow your plot, you can write it yourself. Thanks again mwa!
ExoShaneey · 106.8k Views

I Became a Human Elixir and They Refuses to Let Me Go

Kael used to be part of the “Special Army” that defended the world against “monsters.” Fourteen years ago, unknown portals that looked like black holes started to appear all around the world. After the first monster attack, humans gained extraordinary powers. Having learned their lesson, they went and attacked the monsters first before they could strike. Kael was part of the first group of “Extraordinary Humans,” who later called themselves the “Special Army.” He spent the next seven years fighting for peace. He also found the meaning of his life when the person he secretly loved also loved him back. Everything was going well… until they entered an S-Class Dungeon and his special ability was revealed to everyone. A gift of immortality, also known as “Athanasia.” He never could have guessed that his lover, the very person who gave meaning to his life, would be the same person who would take it from him. His lover killed his comrades in front of him one by one, demanding the gift. Kael gave it up willingly, but his lover still killed him in the end. Just when his lover thought he had died, Kael miraculously survived. Seven years later, his lover became the leader of the biggest and most influential guild in the world. Kael planned to live his life in hiding and live peacefully. But he never could have thought that his ex-lover was still obsessed with the “gift,” going as far as hunting each of Kael’s relatives and friends just to get his hands on the “elixir.” Now, Kael is bent on exacting revenge and stopping this monster from being loose. He will do whatever it takes. He can go as far as getting close to his ex-lover’s younger brother and using him for revenge.
phoenixhyperion · 33 Views

The Mafia King’s Hacker Bride

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? ⚠️WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn
Balishba · 154k Views

The Alpha Chose My Maid, So I Married The Rogue King

I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”
HeeSha_TA · 12.1k Views