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Elysium: Desired by the Cold-hearted Princess [GL]

 It all started with losing her mother, getting thrown into a boarding school, and then having the rumored witch-like princess of the kingdom desire her and want her by all means necessary. But it isn't the innocent type of desire she had expected. It's something much darker than she could ever handle.         ****  Sera didn't think her life would ever take a turn for the worst until her worthless father remarried her mother's half sister and, on her orders, sent Sera to a boarding school that was far off in a different kingdom—Elysium High, an all-girls academy for the most prestigious daughters in all of the seven kingdoms.    In Elysium, only the most powerful could survive, as even the prettiest and most innocent-looking faces had skeletons in their closests and would ruin anyone or anything that got in their way. Unfortunately for innocent and naive Sera, she would become the newest prey of Elysium, and everyone wants a piece of the beautiful redhead.     But what happens when the most unexpected person also takes an interest in her?   Electra's name alone was enough to get the entire school shaking in fear. Not only was she the only heir to the most powerful kingdom in the realm, she was also known as the cold-hearted queen of Elysium High. Nothing and no one ever caught Electra's attention, until the arrival of Sera, where everything changed.     And all it took was for clumsy Sera to bump into the most powerful one of them all.  *** THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+! It contains matured content such as: ⁃ Bullying ⁃ Smut (BDSM included) ⁃ Violence. So read with caution, and don't say you weren't warned!
jobetgrayson · 1m Views

ZEKAR'S SONGBIRD

✿Mass Release on the 10th and 15th of every month!✿ ​Two Tribes. One Massacre. A Love Forged in Fire and Salt. ​In the divided world of Varnathian, the Druvkaur are fire and shadow, while the Velanthri are song and sea. They were never meant to touch. But at eighteen, Zekar, a reckless Druvkaur warrior with a dragon’s soul, meets Emery, the ethereal daughter of a Velanthri Lord. Their connection is instant—a forbidden spark that promises to bridge the gap between their warring peoples. ​Then, the world burns. ​When the Empire of Eldharûn launches a genocidal massacre, Zekar is left for dead in the ashes of his village, and Emery is dragged away in chains, a "Songbird" prize for a cruel Prince. ​Eight years pass. ​Zekar has become a legend—the Dragon King of a secret rebellion, obsessed with the girl he couldn't save. He has spent every second of his life hardening his heart and honing his fire for one purpose: to take her back. ​When he finally storms the Imperial Capital, he doesn't find the fragile girl he remembers. He finds a woman who has learned to survive in the silence. ​Zekar doesn't just want to rescue her; he wants to claim her. He takes her to his fortress in the clouds, but the slow-burn between them is now a dangerous conflagration. As a new war looms and ancient magic awakens, they must decide if their bond is a sanctuary—or a cage. ​He will burn the world to keep her. She will find her voice to save him. ♡ Updates; 2 chps on Weekdays 3/4 chps on Weekends 6+ mass release on 10th&15th
Diaval_ · 114.5k Views

Under The Vampire Lord's Will

[RATED 18+ ONLY] Théoden smiled at me with a mixture of malice and arrogance. “How did your own cum taste to you when I shoved it down your throat?” He began to stroke my cock in long, slow movements, bringing my uncooperative member to full hardness against my will. The leather felt so good on my skin, increasing my pleasure. “It was disgusting,” I said. Mentally, I was trying to fight against the arousal he was working inside of me, and failing quite miserably. Théoden lashed out, backhanding me hard across the jaw. My chains rattled from the impact, and pain shot through my face and lingered for a few seconds until the injury faded. He was still stroking me with a skill I’d never felt before. Fuck, he worked my dick better than I did! The pain and pleasure mixture he was giving me threw me through a loop of confusing feelings. I wanted to be repulsed and pissed, but I also didn’t want him to stop. It felt so damn good. “Want to try again?” Théoden asked me, glaring hard. His hand still worked me close to completion. I glanced down at my cock, it was so full of blood and about ready to explode. My body quaked as he stroked me, and I moaned, unable to hold it in. God, this was feeling so fucking good! “Try again,” he repeated. I didn’t know what the hell he wanted from me. I’d answered him in the way he wanted me to, so what the fuck is he looking for? I had to figure this out or risk being knocked out again. “I don’t know what you want from me, Sir,” I said, hoping he would help me out with that. Théoden huffed, then sighed. “How about the truth?” “I told you the truth, Sir.” “No, you didn’t. When will you learn that you cannot lie to me, bitch? I made you, my blood knows you, now. So, I’m going to ask you one last time… how did your own cum taste to you when I shoved it down your throat?” Content Warning: This is an explicitly erotic, dark paranormal novel containing graphic M/M sexual content, BDSM, non-consensual situations, and extreme themes. The breakdown below describes the story's narrative arc with discretion
FA3zy · 5.7k Views