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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 · 135.8k Views

Revenge It Is

Sally’s world shatters when her father, Ray, dies suddenly under mysterious circumstances. Worse, the relatives she trusted turn cold. Her uncle Dominic seizes Ray’s land, the only lifeline for Sally and her now mentally fragile mother, Fay. Life grows crueler, and when Fay succumbs to illness, which eventually led to her death. Sally is forced to live in Dominic’s house, a place of constant threat. Only his childless wife, Elena, shows her kindness, making the home bearable. Years later, Sally uncovers a dark secret that puts her life in danger . Hunted and cornered at a cliff by Dominic’s men, she jumps, and survives, but with no memory of her past. Believed dead and adopted by a fisherman’s family, she lives quietly… until fate brings Dominic, now a powerful tycoon into her life, he plots to eliminate her for good. Near death, Sally survives again, this time with her memory intact, rescued by a mysterious old man who seems to know far more than he reveals. ... Since birth, Calum has never known happiness. Though born into wealth, his family were wolves in human skin. Orphaned at eight, and abandoned on all sides. Begging, stealing and starving became his daily reality. A brief kindness turns to betrayal, and he’s sold to a cruel orphanage, suffering even worse horrors. At fifteen, he’s adopted by another wealthy family, but compassion has long since left him. Treated as a tool, Calum dedicates himself to one goal: revenge on every single person who made his life a living hell. Then he meets her, a girl just as two-faced, sweet one moment and calculating the next. Will their meeting heal old wounds, or fuel a shared thirst for vengeance? ... “Do you know what’ll happen if I reveal your real identity?” His eyes narrowed, fingers tapping slowly on the polished mahogany table. “You won’t.” Sally stood her ground, not taking him seriously, as she blew a bored puff of air on her freshly painted nails. “Hah! You think I don’t dare?” he said, voice low but with a mischievous smirk on that annoyingly handsome face. “You won’t, cause you want them just as messed up as I do” she shot back, stepping a little closer, a teasing curve on her peachy lips. “So, older brother… what do you say? Shall we teach the parents some manners?” He stared at her for a beat, then burst out laughing. Just as Sally was about to step back, too slow, his hand shot out grabbing her chin. “Alright… but the title should change, don’t you think?” he said staring deeply into her eyes. She tilted her head, not pulling away, a sly grin spreading across her face. “Younger brother,”
StrangeCreature · 1k Views

Death Game Players in the Conan World

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much
SoraKeith · 84k Views

The wolf king was meant for me

“You are not my princess—but you are my destiny.” When Liliana, a common-born herbalist, is forced onto the royal marriage bed, she wants only one answer: Why does her blood glow upon an ancient parchment—and why must she wed the tyrant king rumored to turn into a wolf beneath the full moon? Arthas Wolfgang, the “Cursed King” of the Seven Northern Realms, needs the Silver Moon bloodline to suppress the lycanthropic curse gnawing at his very bones. And Liliana—the girl who bears an uncanny resemblance to the vanished princess—is his only hope. A marriage of necessity. A curse sealed in blood. On their wedding night, he slices open their palms: “From this moment on, your life is bound to mine. If I die, you die.” She counters, “And if I run?” He smiles, locking silver manacles around her wrists: “Then try, my dear. Every wall of this castle obeys me. Every shadow is my eye.” But she is no obedient lamb. When a silver arrow flies toward her heart, he shields her with his body, blood staining his ceremonial robes. “Now do you understand?” he whispers. “In this golden prison, only I decide how you live—or how you die.” And when the full moon drives him into savage madness, only her voice can pull him back from the abyss. He kneels before her, golden beast-eyes reflecting her face: “Who are you… really?” Secrets coil around the truth like thorns: • Why did her mother’s humble herb shop conceal a royal bloodline chart? • Why did the true princess vanish sixteen years ago without a trace? • Why do whispers in the dark murmur,“She won’t survive the next full moon”? More dangerous still is the slow loss of control over the heart. He teaches her swordplay—yet guides her blade from behind, breath burning against her ear: “Like this, my queen.” She studies court etiquette—he corrects every movement, fingers brushing her waist: “No… wrong. Tonight, my study. Private lessons.” When assassination becomes routine, and sweet words may be deadlier than poison, Liliana realizes the greatest threat is not palace intrigue, but her own heart, traitorously beating for him. And Arthas faces a crueler choice still: Bind her forever with the contract—or set her free, even if it means sinking alone into the curse’s eternal darkness. “Choose me,” he growls on a full-moon night, pinning her to the wall, fangs grazing her throat. “Even if you are poison—I will drink you willingly.” The Silver Moon will rise. The Wolf King is destined to fall. This is a war waged in the name of love—where they are each other’s shield, and each other’s sharpest blade. Keywords:Werewolf King × Commoner Queen | Contract Marriage → True Love | Blood Curse, Shared Fate | Court Intrigue & Mystery | Power Couple, Tension, Sweetness & Pain Intertwined
DaoistSjn2oA · 229 Views

Suspect: Ceo Ji-hoon

DISCLAIMER: STRICTLY WRITTEN FOR ADULT READERS IN MIND. SOME SCENES CONTAIN VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL ACTIVITY. “Sit here. Right on this desk.” Ceo Ji-hoon instructs his new secretary. Mikaela already knew Ceo Ji-hoon was a pervert, but nothing would have prepared him for what happened next... Mikaela Reeves is a well trained Special Forces lone-agent skilled in stealth and combat. With ethereal features and a codename: Angel, he wants nothing more but to be taken seriously by his peers and recognised by his achievements, not his looks. But when the Director-General sends him on a long-term undercover mission as a secretary to the CEO of a top automotive company that has ties to a criminal cult-like mafia group. alongside bee sounding intelligence aid, he struggles to adapt and lay low. CEO Jang Ji-hoon is a dominant alpha, Head of the Jang Dynasty and currently a Suspect of an alleged crime of sponsoring the human trafficking ring that exploits young, (mostly Omega) male and female adults that Guild Of Blood and Bones is operating. The exploitation of omegas infuriates Mikaela for many reasons, one of which is that he is secretly an Omega himself. He knows that justice for the victims rests on his ability to complete the mission. Yet the alluring scent and the mysterious danger of his new boss distract him so much. Being an Omega himself, he can't help but be excited. Will he be able to persevere against his own biological urge to be dominated by this Powerful, Older man to prove he is more than the average omega or will he fall into temptation, fail the victims as well as disappoint The Special Forces Unit and himself.
CrystalThomas · 1.6k Views

The Billionaire's Decoy Bride: Dangerously Yours

“Adrian,” Raya whispered, voice trembling. “Choose — her or me.” His eyes darkened. “Why should I choose,” he said softly, stepping closer, “when I can have you both?” Her breath caught. “You’re insane,” she whispered. He brushed a thumb over her lips. “No,” he murmured, “i'm yours as you're mine. Whether you want it or not.” ~~~ To save her father, Raya agrees to become the fiancée of a man who could destroy her. She thought she was walking into a simple contract. But when she steps into Adrian Blake’s world, she steps into a maze of power, obsession, and dangerous secrets. Adrian never loved Seraphina, the woman he was supposed to marry. He only needed her family’s influence to seize the Blake empire. But when Seraphina vanishes… Raya becomes the perfect replacement. She’s stubborn, penniless, and nothing like Seraphina. Except for one disturbing detail She looks exactly like her. His terms are everything she should refuse: • Pretend to be his fiancée. • Pay off her father’s impossible debt. • Leave when he says so. Simple. Until she realizes the man behind the cold mask isn’t simple at all. The more she falls for him, the more dangerous he becomes. Because Adrian Blake doesn’t want love. He wants control. And now, he wants her. When the truth about Seraphina begins to unravel, Raya must choose: Run before she’s swallowed by Adrian’s darkness… or stay and risk losing her heart, and her identity, to the man who already owns her.
Weïrd · 139.8k Views