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The Trident's Obsession: Claimed By Three

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.
Nyx_Rae · 114k Views

To Make Him Fall...or not

“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.” ~ In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’. And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit. But death didn't take me. It sent me back. I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom. But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room. Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers. In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning. But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.” He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name. My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees. Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.
FaeyVor5651 · 69.6k Views

The Bully's Obsession with a Gamer Girl

Some stories start off like a fairytale. Some start off mediocre. Phoebe's started with tragedies. A boy raised by wealth and power. Became a man of danger. Death and destruction follow Taeyung’s every step. People are fake. But not her. Her fire, her spite, her beauty. It was a trap and he fell right in. Consmed by need. He’d burn the world for her. He’d tear down empires. Rip through Earth. He would have her or no one else would. ********************************** I yanked my wrist free and snapped at him “Where are you dragging me?” “You’ll see.” He took hold of my hand again and pulled me along; I didn’t fight him this time and kept up with his pace this time. We reached the food court and sure enough the bitch and her little bitchettes were seated gossiping and licking each other’s asses not just sucking each other’s egos. As we approached, the group of girls stopped their chit chat and began staring at Taeyung, eyeing him up and down like he was a delicious, delectable treat. A pit of anger formed in my stomach, and I felt the sudden urge to deck the bitches in their faces, one right after the other. “You thought you could just throw shit on my girl and get away with it?” He yelled in Korean, shoving their food and drinks off the table, sending their dishes flying, spilling the food all over themselves. “What the hell Taeyung?” The leader of their little clique yelled, looking down at her very clearly expensive dress. “Don't address me so informally.” He snapped loudly, the people in the room now looking at us. That’s when the queen bee noticed Taeyung holding my hand. “Why are you holding that foreigner’s hand?” She looked at me with disgust. “Bitch. Shut up with your nationalist bullshit.” I snapped ready to defend myself. But Taeyung stepped forward instead and said “You better watch the way you speak to her. Or I’ll make you regret it.” He threatened her. He looked angry, ready to jump down her throat and rip her tongue out. “I don’t typically hit women, but for you. I’d make an exemption.” The girls looked at him shocked. I wasn’t, I’ve seen the violent side of him. I know how real it is. Seeing him defend me like this. Protect me. It hit in a way I didn’t want to admit I liked. I smiled starring her down. The frown on her face was so sour it nearly curled the milk in my tummy from the latte I drank this morning. If looks could kill, the one she was giving me was lethal. “How can you say something so cruel to me?” She whined to him. Were they familiar with each other like that? “You touch my girl again and I will personally beat your ass. I don’t care about gender; a bitch is a bitch.” I was stunned he threatened to hit a girl, again. I also surprised myself when I let him call me his girl without any resistance. He turned and walked away, leaving them all baffled. “Why did you do that?” I asked. “Because she’s a rotten little spoiled brat.” He growled. "And I'll be damned if I let her embarrass and harass my girl."
devonany · 18.6k Views
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Scum Villain, Son of Traitor in Harry Potter

I did not own some of the world settings, but the remaining is all my own creation. In any world there is no villain or protagonist instead there are people with various levels of luck and opportunities. The final winner among them becomes a hero or the protagonist while the remaining people that became the stepping stones for the protagonist become the villains. The villains are actually formed because of the mistakes of the so called good and peace loving people. ………….. A good man that was darkened by the seemingly good people became a villain. Finally after achieving his goals of revenge on the society he died happily while the people that killed him only has despair because of the after math. When he opened his eyes he was already 2 years old kid that got his head bumped. Most probably he died at that time and the soul of this villain replaced the kid. The most shocking thing is that there is a strange creature taking care of him. He has seen this creature in a movie in his previous life. Can’t villain see a movie with his mistress? This should be Kreacher. Immediately the memories of the kid returned to his mind. Immediately he understood he is the son of Sirius black and Mary Goldsman. He is called Jack black. He is currently in the black house under the care of his grandmother Walburga Black a pure blood enthusiast. “Ding, congratulations host you have obtained the villain choice system.” “Please make your first choice. Option 1: Push the blame of your injury to Draco Malfoy; you will be rewarded with 1000 gold Galleons. Option 2: push the blame to Crabbe and Goyle; you will receive +2 percent critical hit in everything you wanted.”
VIDHI_FATE · 80.8k Views
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Lilith's Hunger

Before the first empire fell, they called her the Goddess of the Hungry Throne. She demanded worship not through prayer or sacrifice-but through flesh. Her priests and priestesses competed to service her between her thighs. Captured warriors became her most devoted slaves. The desperate came from a thousand miles, begging to be devoured. She has never stopped. Now, in a world of glass towers and private jets, Lilith wears the mask of a supermodel and business titan. No one knows her true age. No one knows that beneath the designer dresses lives an entity older than writing-cursed to feed on sexual energy every waking second. She cannot attend a board meeting without someone hidden beneath her desk. She cannot close a deal without a slave's mouth on her. Her victims share one trait: desperation. The lonely billionaire. The sexually frustrated artist. The wife who has never been truly satisfied. Lilith finds their wound and pours herself inside-one night of impossible pleasure, then a lifetime of chains they call devotion. But someone is watching. A journalist researching ancient fertility cults stumbles upon photographs spanning five thousand years-the same woman. Same hunger. Same smile. And as Lilith turns her attention to this new prey, she realizes too late: this one remembers. And remembering is the first step to rebellion. Lilith's Hunger is an erotic horror novel for readers who want their pleasure threaded with terror-and their goddesses utterly, terrifyingly unstoppable. Warning: Contains extreme explicit content, psychological horror, and themes of power exchange.
sarinavalentino7 · 2.8k Views

FGO: The System Heroic Spirit

Death arrived without ceremony for Takumi, severing the thread of an ordinary life in a single, unremarkable instant. Yet that final breath marked not an ending, but a grand awakening. Drawn from the silent void, his soul was reforged and inscribed upon the eternal Throne of Heroes, reborn as a Heroic Spirit—a being of myth and legend, bound to the very fabric of human history. This reincarnation, however, carried an unprecedented gift. From the Throne’s boundless archives emerged a mysterious System, a crystalline interface of pure potential that defied the ancient laws of magecraft and mystery. It promised limitless growth: parameters that could rise beyond the constraints of any class, skills honed not through centuries of valor but through structured evolution, and abilities that even the greatest legends might envy. No longer a mere echo of the past, Takumi stood as an anomaly, a modern soul granted the power to rewrite the rules of heroism itself. Thrust into the magnificent yet perilous tapestry of the Nasuverse—precisely the ever-shifting battlefield of Fate/Grand Order—he awakens amid the flames of Singularities that threaten to erase entire eras and the frozen shadows of Lostbelts poised to overwrite humanity’s future. As a Servant of unknown origin, he must answer the call of Chaldea, forge contracts with Masters, and stand shoulder to shoulder with titans such as King Arthur, Gilgamesh, and countless others whose names have shaped civilization. In this realm where gods scheme, mages weave their intrigues, and the Counter Force watches with unblinking vigilance, Takumi’s journey unfolds. He must master his System, uncover the enigma of his impossible summoning, and fight not only to preserve the continuation of human history but to discover why the Throne itself chose him—an ordinary youth—to bear such extraordinary power. For in the grand order of fate and flame, a new legend is about to be written: one authored not by destiny alone, but by the unyielding will of a hero who refused to remain forgotten.
koijiro21 · 1.1k Views

The Weaver of Star-Steel

In a world forged from the ruins of forgotten legends and rusted metal, flesh is a fatal flaw. For Hanzo, a slave in the deepest slag pits, survival was never a matter of strength—it was a matter of precision. But when a forbidden legacy awakens in his blood, he becomes something the world hasn't seen in eons: An Architect. His body is no longer just flesh and blood. It is a construction site. Hanzo possesses the ability to redesign the very geometry of life. Armed with the power of Lunar-Zinc, he begins to rewrite his own biology—layer by layer, bone by bone. But power demands a price that no calculation can foresee. Every reinforcement of his skin increases the pressure on his human frame. Every upgrade brings him closer to perfection—and closer to the breaking point where his own body will collapse under the weight of his ambition. Accompanied by a hunted outcast and a mechanical companion, Hanzo must navigate the "Forest of Singing Blades." Hunted by beasts with bones of bronze and confronted by the fatal flaws of his own design, Hanzo learns the ultimate lesson of a builder: An invincible wall is worthless if the foundation is made of dust. Will he sacrifice his humanity to become the perfect machine? Or will he find a way to unite the impossible—the heart of a boy with the logic of a god? Welcome! I have always had a deep passion for storytelling and world-building, but translating my complex ideas into written words has been a challenge. To bring my creativity to life exactly as I envision it, I use AI as a writing assistant. This allows me to focus on the plot, the intricate crafting systems, and the journey of our protagonist while ensuring the story is told clearly and vividly. Thank you for joining me on this epic adventure!
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Douluo: Pill Martial Spirit

Ye Tian transmigrated to the Douluo world. Awakening a Pill Spirit, he became an unprecedented support-type Soul Master with Innate Full Spirit Power. Taken as a disciple by Bi Bi Dong, he met his childhood friend Qian Renxue. Overpowered Spirit Rings and miraculous Pills. The young Pill King rapidly gained fame! Several years later. The Marrow Cleansing Elixir expelled impurities and enhanced his physique, forging an innate body! Breaking through to Spirit Saint, his Domain Awakened. The evolution of the Flawless Nascent Pill brought infinite possibilities... One pill preserved youth, one pill saved lives, one pill annihilated an entire clan! The Yin-Yang Reversal Pill made Tang San and his master tremble with fear! Enhancing Innate Soul Power, promoting Spirit Evolution, creating Titled Experts... The entire continent echoed with the name of Pill Saint! Factions in the Soul Master world sold all their possessions, yet a single pill remained hard to obtain. Faced with mountains of gold and silver, Spirit Bones and Spirit Beasts, status and beauties, Ye Tian paid them no heed. He lacked none of these—he only sought to become a god! But gradually, Ye Tian realized he might have underestimated his potential. The Flawless Nascent Pill already held infinite possibilities! God of Food? He no longer cared! One day in the future. Tang San stared wide-eyed as Ye Tian arrived riding a sword. "Wasn't your Spirit a pill? How can you be this strong?!" "Isn't a Golden Pill still a pill?" Beneath an Auspicious Cloud, Ye Tian replied thus. "Golden Pill?!" Tang San froze, completely breaking down as he cursed. "Damn you! Cheater!" "A Golden Pill enters my belly, my fate lies in my hands, not heaven's!" "This might be an exaggeration in other worlds. But sorry, this is Douluo." "From today onward, I am the First Golden Pill of the Douluo universe!"
KingTL · 1.1m Views

Classless in a Game-Like World: I Have Infinite Skills in My Library

[Awakening Class... Awakening Failed! The user will be classless] [Awakening Unique Skill... Awakening Successful! You have obtained the skill: Akashic Records — EX Rank] Akashic Records — EX This skill allows the user to access a library where records of all skills that have existed and will exist are stored. The user can take a card with the chosen skill and absorb it. They can use it without any cost of [Spiritual Energy], in exchange each skill will have a determined cooldown. Each skill will occupy a skill slot until the cooldown has finished. [Error!] [Warning ⚠️: the user's skill is too dangerous — the Spiritual Realm is limiting your power] [Limit: You will only be able to access F rank skills — evolve your spiritual core to break this restriction] ____ One cannot survive in the Spiritual Realm without a class, it's common sense. Without a class you don't get skills, and without skills you can't kill monsters, which makes you a failed player. However, Sora Sieghart broke that law. He awakened a unique skill while completely lacking a class, something that had never happened before. Despised by everyone for being the son of a traitor, Sora must survive in the spiritual realm using only his unique skill to become more powerful, while hiding his identity from the world. The Spiritual Realm is not just another dimension that must be controlled to prevent monsters from escaping into the world, but also a show that is broadcast 24/7 throughout the world. Sora will have to bear the pressure of being watched while trying to clear his father's name. But thanks to his ridiculously powerful skill, it won't be that difficult for him.
Ophis_Fiction · 2.5k Views