"I want a queen to rule by my side." Azazel looked at me like he couldn't believe I was the ruler of Hell. "... My lord, you have ruled alone for thousands of years. Why is it that you decide this only now?" I shrugged. Why only now? Not even I knew. "Well... Think about it. You always here about a king and a queen ruling, but here it's always 'Lord Lucifer' this and 'The Evil Overlord' that. Just once I'd like to hear about 'The Evil Overlord and his Wife.'" *Cover by @Submissivekitty2* (Thank you!)

(English translation available) He reached out, but she pushed his hand away, sobbing, "Chale jaiye yahan se!" (Leave right now!) He looked at her tear-streaked face, his own eyes glistening. He understood. He had shattered her, broken her so profoundly that she couldn't bear to give him a chance. But he couldn't live without her. She had woven a spell on him. He bent down to her level and whispered, "Tum sochti ho ki tum apna jadoo chalakar chali jaogi? Tum galat ho. Bhot galt. Tum meri ho, aur hamesha rahogi. Chahe tumhe pasand ho ya nahi." His eyes bore into hers, unyielding and possessive. ("You think you can just cast your spell and walk away? You're mistaken. You're mine, and you'll always be. Whether you like it or not." ) Shanaya shut her eyes and crumpled to the floor, her sobs wracking her body. She couldn't control the agony coursing through her. "Abhi ke liye ja raha hoon. Lekin hamesha ke liye chhodne ka sochna bhi mat. Tum humari thi, ho, aur rahogi." (I am leaving for now. But don't ever think I would leave you forever. You were, are, and will remain mine.) He stood up and gave her a final glance before leaving. He was harsh on her, but he loved her. He couldn't stay away from her or let her go. But this was the truth. The harsh truth.

An Indian Teen Fic | Completed ✓ 2× FEATURED ! Ambassador Profiles 5× WINNER ! Wattpad Awards *** Nearly 75% of the world wants to be famous. But how many are truly famous? Just 0.0086% of the world's population. *** Shweta Roy has had a new fascination with becoming popular and one of the main reasons for this common fascination is to probably catch the eye of Utkarsh Sharma, one of the school's popular boys. What happens when a witch appears in her room on a Thursday night and promises to make her one of the most popular girls in school for a week or even for her whole life if that's what she desires? Will Shweta manage to shoulder the responsibility that comes with being popular? Or will she finally break the rose-tinted glass that covers popularity and discover its downsides? Find out in The Downsides Of Popularity. *** A C H I E V E M E N T S FEATURED | StoriesUndiscovered FEATURED | AmbassadorsIN 1ST PLACE | Tricolour Triennial Awards 2023 1ST PLACE | The Celestial Nexus Awards 2023 1ST PLACE | Rose Gold Awards 2023 2ND PLACE | TheMystiqueCircle Awards 2023 BEST EPILOGUE | Matcha Mini Awards 2023 BEST DIVIDERS | Matcha Mini Awards 2023 R A N K S #10 in wish ! #12 in asian lit ! #30 in teengirl ! *** Re-Started : 1st May 2023 Completed : 28th Dec 2023 *** © All rights reserved by Rose LeClaire 2022

Agustin DeLuca looked at the photos infront of him, rage burning through his veins, as he watched his wife in someone else's arms. ~~~~ He was one of the most renowned businessman of the country, know for his ruthlessnes and arrogance. He prided himself for being good at reading people like an open book, he thought nothing goes unseen from his scrutinizing eyes, yet the irony, he couldn't see the truth of his own wife when inoccence was written all over her face, vulnerability swirling in her doe eyes, silently begging for him to believe her. He lost everything that mattered to him two years back, because he chose to trust the wrong person, but now that he knows the truth, there is nothing he won't do to get her back, nothing. 'Get ready Onika DeLuca , I am coming,' he said to himself, determination shining in his orbs, holding a dark promise. ~~~~ "I promise you, the face I remember before dying will be yours, the last thing I will wish to see will be you, whether it is today, tomorrow or fifty years from now.It will always be you, Onika". -Agustin DeLuca.

❝ I should've listened to my heart. No matter how hard I've tried to push you away, everything leads back to you. My thoughts, the way my heart flutters rapidly and the emotions I feel when you're around. Everything. What I'm trying to say is...I choose you. ❞ ***** Sophie Wilkins is the shy, nerdy girl that no one really notices in the back of the class. She only talks to one person at Oakleaf High, her best and only friend, Bree Laurel. On one of the last nights of summer break, Sophie is forced to go to a high school party by Bree. She thinks this is just another one of many awful high school parties that's hosted by one of the football jocks at her school, but this party doesn't turn out to be "another typical high school party." While at the party, she catches the eyes of Andrew Dalton, the high school quarterback and most notorious player. Andrew, who's never lost, is dared to make Sophie fall in love with him, but there's one problem. Sophie has promised herself that she will never date any of the guys at Oakleaf High because they all have arrogant personalities that she just can't handle. Although she's successfully managed to keep a low profile her entire high school life, she suddenly starts to find herself constantly being brought into situations with Andrew. Will Sophie be able to keep the promise she made to herself? Or will she fall for the player's charms? Will Andrew be able to win the heart of Sophie Wilkins without giving Sophie his? What will happen when Sophie learns it all started with a dare? Started 6/4/18 Completed 9/28/18 #72 in coming of age #9 in undiscoveredgems #2 in dare #4 in teen

After losing her both parents Venessa Clay is left alone on her own. Despite her parents death Venessa learned to be happy and content with her normal life, and normal job as a waitress in a diner. But will her life remain normal after the most dangerous Italian mafia leader Vincent De Costello laid his eyes upon her?. After all he always gets whatever he wants. ⇥NVlBZY6T⇤ Most impressive raking. #34 in Italian (19/08/2019) #16 in waitress (17/08/2019) #3 in controlling (21/08/2019) #1 in loveatfirstsight (22/08/2019) #18 in love out of 1.54 million stories (30/08/2019)

He pinned her to the wall and cupped her face with his hands. Lust and longing were his only companions when he looked at her. She ripped her eyes off his. This annoyed him. He quickly turned her face again to his and leaning closer this time. His breath caressing her skin. "No.." she pleaded "She'll coming looking for us!" Her pleas only angered him, "I don't care!" And without delay, he roughly pressed his lips onto hers. His left hand was exploring her thigh while his other cupping her breast. She moaned against his lips every time he squeezed and this only fuelled his desire for her.... *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* French business man, Nicolas Chevalier, has it all. He is beyond handsome (Il est très beau). Wealthy as a god (Il est trop riche). And now he's married to the sex goddess of his dreams. So why does he feel attracted to his new stepdaughter? *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* [MATURE CONTENT]

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance

[mature contents] Natalie has been working alongside the boss, until he decided to show her what he was good at. Besides, running the company, he was better in bed.

Desire, lust, love... You're not supposed to feel those things for a woman, and you're definitely not allowed to act on them when you're a Catholic priest. I had taken vows; vows that I've upheld for eight celibate years, and had made a promise to God that I swore I would never break. But then I met Eva, my stepmother's estranged twenty-eight-year-old daughter, and she made me forget who I was. What I was. I prayed for guidance. I prayed for the strength not to give into temptation. My prayers went unanswered...or so I thought.