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He Ruined Me And Left Me With A Son, Now I Must Marry Him!

TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, sexual content, kidnapping, alcohol use, betrayal and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised. — “Is there no other way?” I asked, totally subdued by the fact that this nightmare marriage was the only solution. “No, there isn’t,” he said coldly. “I can’t afford to lose my son and have you turned into a sex slave by the Romanovs.” “Your son?” I scoffed, the memory of him taking my virginity and vanishing without a trace slicing my heart. “You seem to have forgotten that you never intended on taking things further with me. God, you’re no different from the Romanovs!” He assessed me coolly with those dark eyes and then said with a note of finality, “He’s my son, Niamh, and you’ll have to become my wife.” My father was killed. My uncle sold me to the Russian mafia syndicate. And now, the man I hid my son from for five years—Massimo Valentino—is forcing me to be his wife. My survival and the safety of Matteo depend on this hated forced marriage. But the situation is worse than I thought: I am the key to a hidden vault that the Texas underworld is willing to kill for. With the war raging outside and a major betrayal brewing inside the Italian mafia syndicate, my safety depends entirely on Massimo. I have to forgive and trust the man who ruined me, or lose everything. This is the first installment in The Valentino Princes Series.
Eagle667 · 54.9k Views

Chained To The Vampire Lord

His tongue dragged through me, and I bit down hard on my knuckles to trap the traitorous moan clawing up my throat. Voices floated from the event. We were barely hidden. Pressed against the cold marble pillar, and a flimsy curtain barely keeping us hidden. This bastard didn't even care. His broad shoulders shoved my thighs wider beneath the slit of my gown. Hot breath ghosted over my exposed flesh before his mouth sealed over me, greedy and merciless. He sucked hard, like he wanted to devour every drop of my unwilling shame. I hated him. Hated the way his silver eyes had mocked me for weeks. Hated that this arrogant monster was now on his knees making my body sing for him. My fingers twisted viciously in his red hair, yanking hard enough that I hoped it hurt. His tongue drove deeper. "Stop…" He only groaned against me, the low vibration ripping through me. His fingers dug bruises into my thighs, spreading me obscenely wider as he licked a long, filthy stripe from my entrance all the way up. "I said stop!" I yanked his head back violently. His eyes met mine, gleaming with triumph. His lips and chin smeared obscenely with my arousal, a thin glistening strand still connecting his mouth to my pulsing flesh. Then he shoved back in and dragged the flat of his tongue over my clit in one long, lazy stroke. My thighs clamped around his head, hips jerking against his face while wave after wave tore through me. I slammed my hand over my mouth to smother the sob, trembling as he kept sucking, and milking every last pulse from me. He finally pulled back and rose to his feet with that ugly, satisfied smile. I slapped him with every ounce of fury in my body. His head snapped sideways. When he turned back, blood welled at the corner of his split lip. His tongue slid out, dragging through the blood and the glistening mess still coating his chin. "You taste better when you're angry." ※ The mad vampire has broken countless humans. He never expected one to break him back. Hiln never meant to catch a vampire lord's attention. Disguised as a servant, and working in the shadows of a castle filled with monsters, all she wanted was to survive long enough to save her dying father. It almost works, until she is discovered by none other than the one Lord no one dares to cross. But Hiln is more than she appears. And when he pushes her to the edge of despair, an ancient force in her veins chains the most feared vampire in the realm to her will. Now he is bound to her, and the craving he feels for her blood, her body, and the woman who should be his victim, is slowly driving him mad. In a world built on power and cruelty, two enemies are about to discover that the line between hatred and desire is thin. She was supposed to be his prey. Instead, she became his obsession. More tags include: #grovellingML #obsessedML #yearningML #agegap #powercouple #fantasy #psychological #horror #adventure #magic #smut #darkromance
Anaise_Silverstri · 49.8k Views

THE GOD EATER

"What are you willing to do to achieve something? How serious are you about achieving your goals?" This was the question that Loki and the other people who came to the Four Directions sect to earn their freedom were asked on their first day in the sect. For Loki, this question was easy for him to answer because he was reborn as a slave in this world and had already defied the will of his slave master in order to join the Four Directions sect. He had braved danger and suffering to reach the Four Directions sect. So he knew what it meant to be desperate and was willing to do whatever was required of him to achieve his goal. In the world of the blessed heaven realm, there is no such thing as human rights, and freedom is a luxury that very few people have. It is said that everyone is a slave to someone. The only difference is how strong their master is. So he, just like everyone else, is under the control of someone above them. But he doesn't want to remain a slave forever. He aspires to greatness, immortality, and freedom. He wants to acquire enough power to gain control of his fate. He also wants to rise to the top of the world and be the one to control others. He even wants to gain power and control over death. In order to achieve this, he is willing to do anything. This is his answer to the question of what he is willing to do to achieve his goals. His answer to this question was why he awakened the Fenrir metac. This is a metac that can help him achieve his goals by granting him the ability to find prey, hunt prey, and devour them to strengthen himself. With the Fenrir metac, he will transform from a prey into a predator. He will even have the chance to rise to the top of the food chain and become the strongest predator. That is to be his purpose in life, and with great luck and perseverance, he might achieve it. Golden Tickets/Power Stones: Bonus Chapters 1. 50/500: 1st Bonus Chapter. 2. 100/1,000: 2nd Bonus Chapter. 3. 150/1,500: 3rd Bonus Chapter. 4. 200/2,000: 4th Bonus Chapter. 5. 300/3,000: 5th Bonus Chapter. There will also be bonus chapters for gifts. Discord: https://discord.gg/wA7n2M23Aw
DMadLord · 1.1m Views

Sold To The Cruel Prince

He claims she belongs to another man… but he looks at her like she’s already his. Aveline Willowgrave was born to wealth, dignity… and a future she would never live to claim. At ten years old, she watched her parents die. The years that followed were worse. Her uncle stole her inheritance, her home, and her freedom. And at last… he sold her. She was masked, chained, and priced like livestock before a room of hungry men. Just as the crowd surges forward to strip her bare, a single voice cuts through the auction… A bid so high it silences the entire hall. A knight from Greenvale. He does not save her. He buys her. And when he removes his helmet, Aveline’s breath catches. Theron. The quiet orphan boy she once mocked when her world was still soft and golden. Now, he stands before her, powerful, controlled… and impossible to read. He tells her she was never meant for him. She was purchased as a gift, for Prince Vaelor of Greenvale, the Crown Prince whispered to be as cruel as he is untouchable. Cornered between slavery and a fate worse than death, Aveline makes the only choice left to her. “Don’t give me to the prince,” she whispers. “Take me as your mistress instead.” But Theron did not return to her life by accident. He has his own reasons. His own secrets. And as Aveline is drawn into Greenvale’s glittering court, she begins to wonder... Why did he choose her? Why did he disappear days before her parents died? And why, when he looks at her now, does it feel less like hatred… and more like something far more dangerous?
Golda · 161.4k Views