𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨 is a man Italy has learned to fear. Ruthless, merciless, and seated at the head of a blood-soaked empire, he has never been known for forgiveness. His unfaithful wife learned that before her death. Now, the only person Dante cares for is his five-year-old son, Matteo. When Matteo needs a nanny, Dante makes his expectations painfully clear. He wants someone he will never look at twice. An old woman. A nun. Anyone incapable of becoming another temporary desire. Then Sister 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 steps into his mansion. At twenty-one, Delilah has known nothing beyond the walls of the church. Gentle, painfully innocent, and carrying wounds she has been taught to call punishment, she arrives in Italy believing she has been sent to care for a lonely little boy. She knows nothing of the criminal empire surrounding her. Nothing of the blood on Dante Russo's hands. And nothing of the way he looks at her. She was supposed to be invisible to him. Instead, the quiet little nun becomes the only temptation the devil cannot ignore. And Dante Russo has never been a man who denies himself what he wants.

In a world where precision saved lives and emotions were kept under strict control, Dr. Jeon Jungkook stood untouchable. The youngest and most brilliant Chief of Surgery in the country, he had been known for his unmatched skills, icy demeanor, and an aura that left the entire hospital in both awe and fear. No one dared to cross him, no one dared to get close. Until her. Yn had been everything he was not, soft, inexperienced, and lost in the pages of medical textbooks rather than the complexities of life. A newly appointed nurse, she had spent her first month trying to find her footing, unaware of the quiet storm she had already stirred. Innocent to the world beyond her duties, she had never imagined her carefully structured life would unravel the moment she stepped into Dr. Jeon's cabin. Because from the very first glance, he had noticed her. What had begun as a simple professional interaction quickly turned into something far more dangerous, an unspoken tension, lingering touches, and a pull neither of them could ignore. Drawn into his world, Yn had found herself stepping into unfamiliar territory, where boundaries blurred and desire took control. "𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒅, 𝒀𝒏." They had called it an arrangement. No feelings. No complications. But Yn soon realized that being close to Dr. Jeon wasn't just intoxicating, it was consuming. And the deeper she fell, the harder it became to separate what was meant to be temporary from what felt dangerously real. After all, some lines weren't meant to be crossed... but once they were, there was no going back. [ This story contains mature themes, including NSFW and explicit content, which may be uncomfortable for some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ]

ORIGINAL STORY!!!! She transmigrated into a novel, destined to die in the hands of her best friend, unable to yield to destiny she rewritten hers. She set a goal of returning back to her world, yet she slowly get too entangled into the novel and is unable to leave behind everyone that loves her. "I'm not from this world..." she said softly to him as she rubbed her bulging tummy. "What is this world? And what is your world?" He asked as he tightens his hug on her, afraid she'll disappear. "Reality and fictional. What destiny? Its all written" she replied bitterly. 'A novel?' He thought. "What!? Whats going on?!" She shrieked as she looked at her almost transparent hands. Her body slowly turn completely transparent, and vanishes into thin air. "I'll find you, wait for me!" He tightly clenched his hands as he looked at the now empty bed. First published: 21 July 2018 Completed: 16 November 2018 Highest Rankings: #3 in Novels :p #1 in Love #1 in Historical #1 in Historical Fiction #1 in General /Book 1 is completed/

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

Being a modern free spirited girl, Gongsun Li couldn't accept her fate as a cannon fodder concubine when she found herself transmigrate into her favorite novel. So, she decided to ask the emperor for divorce and live a carefree life. But why does the icy cold emperor seems to explode like a raging volcano everytime she asks for a divorce?! Snippets: Gongsun Li was actually sleeping like a pig. A warm smile appeared in Zhu Zhen's face as he wrapped his arms around her tiny figure and pulled her closer ever so gently. Finding a sudden warmth, G.Li snuggled closer to the source in her deep slumber. She was so obediently lying in his arms, neither struggling nor cursing. Zhu Zhen wanted to stop the flow of time, then and there! "Silly stubborn wife, Why won't you obediently lie in my arms every night? Why won't you let me always hold you like this?", he whispered his complaints while nuzzling his nose in her hair. Suppressing the lump formed in his throat with a bitter smile he murmured, "Only if you would let me, Then I wouldn't be so desperate, Then I wouldn't be so hurt." Oh btw,this is my original story and all rights are reserved...😏

#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top7 in India (27/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might ju

"𝗧𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱" - 𝐉.𝐉𝐊 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊, A young billionaire businessman and Chairman of Jeon Industries. More than thirty International companies work under him. He was a man who just believed in satisfying his desires. He doesn't believe in love until he had one night stand with 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐘/𝐧, daughter of his father's best friend. 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐘/𝐍, A rich, classy, independent woman and CEO of Jeon Industries. Everything in her life was good until her boyfriend broke up with her. Being frustrated and heartbroken she involved herself with 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤, the man who was going to be her next boss and then he became the man who completely changed her whole point of living. "𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗻𝘁"- 𝐊.𝐘/𝐍 ------------------------------------------------------- ©𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐈𝐂𝐒 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 : 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝟭𝟬, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗘𝗻𝗱 : 𝗗𝗲𝗰 𝟭𝟰, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ------------------------------------------------------- • Don't copy, translate or re-post my work. • Explicit content & strong language. • Completely based on my imagination.

" Please what Papilio? Want more? Or want deeper? " He slowed down his speed , he's teasing me. I became frustrated at his actions. I'm about to say something but again he started to thrust his finger more deeper and more faster. I am in cloud nine. My mind says it's so wrong but my body wants more. I felt a knot on my stomach, " Jeon.... Aahh " , " Cum Papilio... Cum for me . Coat my fingers with your delicious cum Papilio. Let me see how good I can make you feel " , his dirty talks makes me more wet as I cum so hard. He removes his fingers and sucks his fingers as if he doesn't want to waste anything. My body wants him,need him so bad . I know he's also hard as his erection poking at my thighs. The femenine urge to feel this man make me more needy for him . I thought that I can feel him inside me but he come closure to my lips,gives a peck ,his hot breathe brushes over my lips,he whispers ❝ 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗣𝗮𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗼 . 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 . 𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁 , 𝗣𝗮𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗼 . 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 . 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘆. ❞ Need some edits to this story ♡➹ Starts from 19 th May, 2023 Ends at 8 th October, 2023 #1 in wattpaddreamerswork2014 (12/06/2023) #2 in Fanclub ( 3/07/2023) #9 in btsarmy (8/10/2023) #1 in wattpad fan fiction ( 15/1/24)

This books story can be long sometime.This fiction is about jungkook. And tell me which kind of story you want to read i try to make it interesting 🥰

An innocent girl fighting her inner battles to live in the wrathful world under the gaze of most powerful and dangerous Mafia Lord Jungkook. She wants revenge but her pure soul is not letting her to have it. The Mafia Lord Jungkook turns her to an Evil Soul. They both struggle in their lives to love each other. "My evil soul is nothing without my Devil Master" -Y/n "I won't let you suffer any pain. You are mine, my Y/n." -Jungkook Will their fate let them be together? Does these two Evil Souls are meant for each other? Warning: ⚠ Emotionally triggered❗ ⚠ Mature content 18+ 🔞 27/03/2019 #1 mafiaworld 10/04/2019 #1 gangue 18/05/2019 #1 gangue