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Addiction to Temptation: His Mischievous Sweetheart Captivates Him

[Love After Marriage] Proud and Pretends to be Sweet Heiress VS Sexy and Arrogant Retired Racer Natalie Vaughn took a liking to the blind date arranged by her family at first sight. She doesn’t like the smell of smoke, but she likes the scent on Zane Thorne after he's smoked. She’s not obsessed with hands, but she likes the sexy protruding veins on Zane Thorne’s hand. She’s utterly captivated by Zane Thorne’s lazy, casual yet explosively sexy demeanor when he smokes and drinks. To her, Zane Thorne always has an inexplicable attraction. Natalie Vaughn said to her best friend: “He looks fucking handsome when he smokes.” “If given the chance, I must touch his hand properly.” The veins protruding on Zane Thorne’s hand flow with blood that’s enchanted for her. So she uses her captivating peach blossom eyes, sometimes pretending to be obedient in front of Zane Thorne, sometimes as proud as a thorned wild rose. She’s good at using those slightly watery eyes to look pitiful, staring straight at the man to express her interest, yet never stating it outright. Step by step, leading him into the trap. Zane Thorne thinks this little girl is of a proud nature, not weak, never making a sound even if in pain. He can always tell when she's pretending to be sweet, and he always acts like he doesn’t understand with his straightforward male nature. But Natalie Vaughn’s eyes are truly captivating, occasionally leading him willingly into her trap. In the end, he is truly ensnared by her, unable to break free. Later, Zane Thorne said, "As long as you look at me, I just want to embrace you tightly." Natalie Vaughn thinks, getting a man like Zane Thorne captivated isn’t wasted effort with her pretending and coaxing.
Flirting · 106.8k Views

OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

Shocking! The Tyrant's Group Pampered Baby Is Heavenly Dao's Own Daughter 【New Book "Exile? Extinguish the Kingdom? She Empties the Treasury and Rebel with Her Baby" Released】 【1V1, Sweet Pampering, No Abuse】 Bai Xilie, the tyrant who founded Great Chu, accidentally lost his only daughter during the chaos of war! After finding her again like a madman, he instantly transformed into a daughter slave, showering her with love! Unfortunately, not long after Great Chu was founded, the national treasury was empty, and rebellions broke out everywhere, with remnants of the former dynasty surfacing one after another! Bai Zhi'er, as the own daughter of Heavenly Dao, was utterly fearless: "Father, don't be afraid, I've got this!" Natural disasters and human calamities? All resolved with Jinli's fortune! Fake princess vying for favor? Slap her face swollen! People's literacy is low? Establish the Wen Mansion to bring about an era of flourishing scholarly contention! However, Bai Zhi'er always remembered Heavenly Dao mother’s advice: transform five major villains to stabilize her father's throne! … Not long after, each villain more ruthless than the last joined the team of the great tyrant, pampering the little princess Bai Zhi'er to high heaven! The Princely Heir skilled in both poison and medicine: "Saying Zhi'er is a fake princess? Do you not want your eyes for my medicine?" The temperamental Third Brother: "Who bullied my sister? I'll lead troops to flatten your whole family!" The reborn chief minister of nobility: "Bai Zhi'er is my sworn sister, she must not cry, or I'll have you die!" The Emperor from an enemy kingdom as the godfather: "If you are wronged in the Chu Kingdom, we from Great Qin will exact double return for you." Four villains are all settled, only the last one remains, and he doesn't want anything, leaving the little one at her wit's end! The handsome, paranoid Demon Lord youth smiled unrestrainedly: "Zhi'er, the world is vast, yet aside from my embrace, you're not allowed to go anywhere, come here for a hug."
White peach sweet porridge · 1m Views

Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?
Chrissie_Swift · 385.6k Views

The Revenge Of Duchess Sinclair

Her Ladyship Anastasia Roseline Sinclair of Florence believed she had everything: a noble title, a promising future, and the love of Aaron Dinkley—the charming son of Duke Andrew Dinkley of Fortshire, one of Flambodia’s most powerful fiefs. Childhood sweethearts, Anastasia and Aaron were raised to believe they were destined for each other. But destiny is a cruel mistress. On the eve of her succession to Duchess of Florence, Anastasia is betrayed—by Aaron, the man she loved, her stepsister, and her own family. Stripped of her title, murdered in cold blood, and discarded like refuse in the wastelands, she is left to die. Yet death does not claim her. At the brink of death, Anastasia is reborn—not as a phoenix, but as a vulture. A vulture ready to devour the flesh and bones of her enemies. Cold and ravenous for retribution. She will reclaim her crown, her dignity, and her name. And she will make them all bleed. Because revenge is a meal best served cold. ......... Crown Prince Daniel Maxwell Devonte of Flambodia is feared across kingdoms. Ruthless in battle, merciless in court, he is known as the Dragon—a warrior whose enemies tremble at the mere mention of his name. His fame attracted him more enemies than friends including his own family. His own father King Reginald the Fifth, hated him but mostly feared him because of his power. Rumours swirled in the wind that his mother the former Queen cheated on the King and that he was not his son. However, rumours based on assumptions could not be regarded as evidence. Although it did not stop the current Queen and her minion children to peck around them and use them to their advantage in order to taint his already spoiled reputation. Daniel wears revenge like armor, his fury buried beneath layers of strategy and silence. He trusts no one. Loves no one. Until he meets her. The fiery red-haired stranger with eyes like embers and a soul forged in betrayal. Anastasia. Together, they are chaos incarnate. Two broken souls bound by vengeance, drawn together by bloodshed and ambition. Their enemies will fall. Their kingdoms will burn. And the world will learn what happens when you cross a Duchess and a Dragon.
LEAH_VURAYAYI · 27.9k Views

Dangerous Attraction (Forbidden Love)

Content Warning: This story contains themes of obsessive behavior, power imbalance, and possessive relationships that may be uncomfortable for some readers. For twenty years, Megan lived as the cherished daughter of the prestigious Blackwood family. Your older brother Tristan was your protector, your constant, the one who shaped your world with careful hands and watchful eyes. You never questioned his devotion, until men who showed interest in you began disappearing from your life with disturbing regularity. When the intern who confessed his feelings was fired the next day, you finally saw the pattern. When your college friend who asked you to dinner stopped returning your calls, you knew. So you ran, across an ocean, to a life Marcus couldn’t control. Two years of freedom. Two years of breathing without someone monitoring every breath. Then the call came: Come home. There’s been a mistake. The girl crying in your childhood living room has your eyes. Your real eyes, the ones you should have been born with. DNA tests don’t lie, and the truth is devastatingly simple: you were swapped at birth. She is the real Blackwood heiress. You are… no one. An interloper who lived someone else’s destiny. You expect exile. Disgrace. A swift removal from the only family you’ve ever known. Instead, Tristan corners you in the hallway outside your bedroom, the one that may no longer be yours. His expression isn’t grief or confusion. It’s something darker, hungrier, like a man who’s been holding his breath underwater and has finally broken the surface. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”
Sharon_Gwen_0944 · 1.2k Views