Vengeance- Vengeance is the act of seeking retaliation or retribution for a perceived wrongdoing or harm inflicted upon oneself or others. It often involves a strong desire for justice or punishment against the person or entity responsible for causing pain or suffering. I am virgin "please! leave me ! its hurting ! leave me you bastard" she said tremblingly. This is story of revenge. This story includes mature content which are insufficient for readers below 18.

WARNING : THIS STORY CONTAINS HIGHLY AMOUNT OF SEXUAL CONTENT, KIDNAPPING, MENTION OF CHILD AND SEXUAL ASSAULT, EXTRA MARITAL AFFAIR, USE OF OBSCENE LANGUAGE FORCED PROXIMITIES, DEGRADATION, BDSM, ETC. read if you're 18+ ONLY. story is about a beautiful orphan girl, Lana who found herself KIDNAPPED and GOT SOLD TO A QEALTHY MAFIA MAN, NOTORIOUS BOSS JEON JUNGKOOK. SUPPORT ME GUYS THIS IS MY FIRST STORY AND THIS IS GOING TO BE A BOMB ONE PLEASE SEND ME YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT.

JUSTICE - It is the fair and impartial treatment of individuals, ensuring rights and responsibilities are balanced. It involves upholding moral and legal principles to reward good actions and punish wrongdoing. Justice promotes equality, fairness, and accountability, maintaining social harmony by addressing disputes and protecting the rights of all members of society. Vansh Vardhan, once an ambitious 20-year-old from a modest background, found his life shattered when accused of sexual assault by Ashika Mittal, a wealthy and privileged girl. Despite his innocence, the weight of influence and power saw him unjustly imprisoned for three harrowing years. Those years forged him, filled with betrayal, loss, and determination. Now, at 25, Vansh stands as the sharp-minded CEO of Vardhan Tech, a powerful figure in his own right. But his return isn't just about success; it's driven by a burning need for justice-or perhaps revenge-against those who wronged him and tarnished his name and dreams.

"...Dark red smears cover the face, thick congealed tendrils of blood and saliva hang down dripping onto your cheeks. The figure inhales deeply and it feels like your whole body is on fire, your eyesight flashes a blinding white. The pain is overwhelming, your mind hurtles toward darkness. A moment more and then it comes; sweet, bliss-filled, darkness." Follow along as you unlock the mysteries behind the Bangtan Corporation. Little do you know, your soul rests in the hands of seven strangers. This is book 1 of my Souls of Seoul series. Don't forget to check out book 2, Souls of Seoul: The Rise and Fall, I post a new chapter every 2ish weeks or so. ***Currently in the process of giving this fic an overhaul. As my writing voice has developed over the last year, I'm wanting to give this a bit more of my current style. No major plot points or details are changing, just small structural things and grammar 💜***

This book is written by a psychopath at the end so be careful dears........ This is the story about a girl with whom two mafia brothers fall in love but the younger one get OBESSED and her life turn upside down. She was a minor yet she wasn't what she showed. She had some dark little secrets and lies with her. What will happen when she will fall for the older one and get pregnant with his baby while the younger one is deadly obessed over her and can burn the world for her. Read this story to find out 😉 You all would not regret reading this. ______________________________ OBESSED MAFIA AND A SENSITIVE GIRL ______________________________ *Her going to abort the baby because he doesn't remember about there moment and will misunderstood her* *Him keeping the baby even after not remembering about anything and take a sware that he will kill the man who did that with her* ______________________________ A story with no hero. The female lead can save herself on her own. And she isn't crazy in love , maybe yes or maybe no but one thing is sure and that is ...... She is the real hero in this story. No one can beat her. ______________________________ In this book Horror feeling ✔️ Mature scenes ✔️ Jk × yn ✔️ Tae × yn ✔️ Psychopathic behaviour ✔️ Strong female lead ✔️ Main character's death ✔️ Female lead k!lling others brutally ✔️ Maknae line in love ✔️ Betrayal ✔️ K!lling ✔️ Su!cide ✔️ Age gape ✔️ Obession ✔️ Mafia ✔️ Innocent yet dominating female lead aka yn ✔️ Revenge ✔️ Weapons used for pleasure ✔️ Two endings ✔️ Sad ending ✔️ Happy ending ✔️ Started on - 31 dec 2022 Completed on - 21 Jan 2024

"Cry , just cry I want to see you cry."he cooed in my ears and then he starts thrusting in and out of me angressively. I couldn't scream anymore as I was too weak to make a sound. my eyes transformed into a dam of water and tears blurred my vision pouring down my cheeks like rain. I was already feeling like a slave for him, cause I willingly submitted to his want. He wanted me to cry and that I did, cause I had no choice. As I jerked under him, I felt as though I was in torment, hell, purgatory infact anything worst. I wanted this to stop but it didn't. He kept thrusting in and out of me till I could no longer take the pains. Was this the sex people call fun? Or was he just doing this to turture me? Each pains he inflicted on me, made me feel his burning urge to get his revenge. Whatever my father did to him must be very cruel and it filled me with Guilt. I felt so guilty that I didn't want to beg him, cause I stupidly thought I deserve this. *** The battle between the Lycan-blood park and the Lamia Pack draws on apace. A battle which will bring permanent enslavement to the loser and sovereignty to the winner. Lycan-blood pack has always been the most powerful pack who ever reigned the earth and as such never lost any battle. Lycan-blood Park is challenged when the Alpha's daughter Diacianna Adolphus, is kidnapped during the battle by the current Alpha of lamia pack. To save his daughter, the Alpha of Lycan-blood pack must surrender his park to the amias. What happens when the Alpha of Lycan-blood pack blatantly forsakes his daughter just to save his sovereignty?

She ran from the most dangerous man in South Korea... with his unborn child. Now, years later, he's found her - but this time, he's not just after her heart... He wants it all: the love, the son, the forever she thought she'd never give him. A slow-burn, second-chance romance where obsession meets redemption - and family is worth fighting for. For the pictures that are used belongs to their rightful owners on printerest I have no ownership on the images that have been used. Follow my TikTok page to get a sneak peek of what's going to happen in the upcoming chapters ☺️ https://www.tiktok.com/@nariya_stories?_t=ZS-8xghpbmTNCK&_r=1 *Achievements* 🥇#btsjungkook 🥇#obsession 🥇#lovefanfic 🥇#runaway 🥇#toxic

Faith - soft-spoken, driven, and living her best postgraduate life abroad. Everything's good until he shows up - the man with a grudge. But here's the twist - he might be going after the wrong person. What starts as revenge turns into obsession when circumstances trap them together. He came to ruin her peace, not lose his to her eyes. Even if his anger fades... his claim on her doesn't. She's not just part of his plan anymore - she is the plan. ° Faith: "I-I don't understand. Why would someone do this to me?" ° Kabir: "You mess with people's lives, Faith. Now it's your turn. Let me show you what violation really feels like." And then he kissed her - harsh, unyielding, vindictive.

Silent Sabotage 🔞 (Silent Soulmate : Book 2) (The Prologue is on the first part)

The dim light of the haveli's room barely cut through the shadows, creating a suffocating, almost sepulchral atmosphere. A single oil lamp cast a faint, flickering glow, but its warmth was swallowed by the cold, heavy air. In the center of the room, two figures stood locked in a tableau of cruelty. Bondita, a vision of bridal beauty, was adorned in a resplendent red and gold Bengali saree, its intricate work a stark, tragic contrast to her terrified posture. A heavy veil, meant to be a symbol of modesty, clung to her head, concealing her face and making her seem like a faceless victim. Behind her, like a dark, looming shadow, Aniruddh stood in a golden kurta, his face turned away from the light. The gold, a symbol of divine blessing, looked like a mockery in his form. His hand was a vise on Bondita's shoulder, his fingers digging into her flesh, his knuckles white with suppressed rage. His other hand was at her neck, his thumb pressing cruelly into her windpipe. He was not embracing her; he was imprisoning her. The golden kurta seemed to glow with a false, sinister light, illuminating the stark contrast between the beauty of the bride and the darkness of her groom.