Revivendo os clássicos das fanfics de 2019. "Não se apaixone pelo seu comprador." Pode soar ridículo ter que dizer isso a si mesma, mas, Maya Prescott, não ouse entregar seu coração ao homem que a adquiriu como se você fosse um animal exótico para enfeitar sua gaiola. A família Prescott, que antes detinha uma enorme influência na França, viu seu império ruir. Diante de uma crise financeira irreversível e desesperadora, Richard Prescott decidiu que sua única moeda de troca restante era a própria filha. O destino? A poderosa família Vance. Darien Vance é a definição de perigo. Aos olhos do público, o CEO intocável de um império multimilionário; nas sombras, o Don de uma das máfias mais letais da Europa. O que ninguém sabia era de sua obsessão secreta pela herdeira dos Prescott. Quando a proposta de ter a garota para si chegou à sua mesa, ele não hesitou. Maya valia qualquer preço, e agora, ela era dele. AVISOS LEGAIS E DIREITOS AUTORAIS Esta é uma obra original, escrita e idealizada por Puplyy. Não autorizo repostagens, adaptações ou traduções em nenhuma outra plataforma sem o meu consentimento prévio. Plágio é crime, respeite o trabalho do autor. Nota sobre o uso de IA: A Inteligência Artificial é utilizada nesta fanfic exclusivamente como ferramenta de revisão gramatical e ortográfica. O objetivo é agilizar a postagem e garantir a melhor qualidade de texto para vocês. Todo o enredo, diálogos e desenvolvimento criativo são 100% humanos.

Savannah King isn't your ordinary human. The truth is she's a werewolf. Bitten at the age of six. An orphan, alongside her twin sister and brother, at the age of nine. Omega, of the Apollo Pack, at the age of 10. Rouge at the age of 16. Along side with a rejection from the Alpha. Newly founded member of the Sliver Lune Pack at 17. The strongest wolf in the U.S.A at the age of 20. A monster in the end. Completed on July 31st 2016

One reckless morning changed everything. For Jaehyun, it was the moment he finally slowed down. For Claire, it was the moment she let someone in again. What began as a near accident became the start of something real, unexpected, tender, and true. "𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔?" They both said at the same time and bursted into laughter. Oh yeah, They did just crash in to each other.

Some worlds don't let you leave without consequences. Selena learned to survive by staying quiet, staying awake, and pretending she doesn't remember. But when the past begins to bleed into the present through forbidden places, dangerous deals, and unfinished wars, silence is no longer an option. Not all monsters come from other worlds. Some wear human faces.

Bonten Series #1 Ran Haitani x Male Character ㅤㅤ╰┈➤ so, he believes in ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤopposite attracts, huh ❊ this will not follow the manga ❊ ©hkakashii ❊ ©book cover (from Pinterest edited by me) ❊ ©all the original character belong to Ken Wakui©

Nina is captured by parbeing man. He plans to turn her into his pet. He knows she won't go down without a fight, but he's not prepared for how much 'fight' she has packed in her small body. His new pet leaks into every area of his life, changing things in ways he could never have imagined. Parbeings are the new and improved apex predators of Earth. Created from gene editing, they are the perfect humans, so perfect that they are no longer even considered human. *** Content Warning: The protagonist of this story is a victim of abuse. I do not condone the actions of the antagonist *** Chapter 1 extract: "Hey Alex. Get over here. I've got something for you," he calls into his collar radio. I reach the end of the alley and turn to face my foe once again, but he remains where he is, still blocking my path but not approaching either. New plan: when he gets close, duck under his arms and make a run for it. Now I just have to wait. Before a minute has even passed, another armoured soldier appears and joins the first. This just keeps getting worse. How am I supposed to dodge past two of them? "What do you want now?" the new soldier grumbles. This one must be Alex. "Look at this cute little human I found. She's feisty. I think she's perfect for you." I glare at them. "I don't want a pet human. That's your disgusting fetish, and I'll have no part in it." "Oh come on Captain," the first soldier whines, "You don't have to fuck her, just train her to be obedient. Surely you can control one measly wild human? You are a captain after all. When you're done, you can just get rid of her, like I do with my humans." What the fuck? For a brief moment my fear is replaced by anger. Who do they think they are, talking about me like I'm some kind of wild animal? "Get the fuck away from me! You freaks!" I screech. The first soldier just flashes an evil grin. They don't budge. "Are you just going to let her talk to you like that?" he goads Alex. (Complete. 70k words.)

"Aren't you tired of the way you live?" A voice inside of him would ask. "What can i do? I was born to live the life of a killing machine that dances to the command of my master. You think i never tried to run away from my life?" He would reply. That was him. The prodigy, the pride and praise of assassins. His hands were dyed with blood. Blood of men, women, children and the aged. He tried to rinse the blood out of his life but failed miserably. It was like a string attached to him, following him even in his dreams. "I see you are trying to run from your shell." The old woman said to him. "You are a pitiable person. When death welcomes you i pray you be free of your chains." She smiled as her cracked lips left her final breathe and her eyes lost its gleam. "Aaahhhhh!" The sound of painful scream echoed the room as he pressed his sword into his skin. He was ordered to kill the president of the country and bombard his residence. That was his last mission. But instead of leaving the house alive he stayed behind watching his piece of work decorate the walls of the building. He smiled. "It seems this is the only way to attain my own freedom." The sound of exploding bombs thundered into the ears of his comrades. They had realised what the man had done. However death brought him a new life. He was gifted the chance to live in freedom, to redeem himself and live the life he had wished for. But inside the world of a book. Life was all happy and beautiful. Until one unfortunate day he was entangled with the worst situation as he had to present himself before the antagonist of the book. Standing before him he caught his eye and was recruited as one of his personal guard. Moreover the protagonist of the story was very much to his distaste. But nothing could be worst than being objected as a sexual toy by the villain of the book, who had his ways with him right?

⭐️ NEW CHAPTERS EVERY WEEK ⭐️ After years of studying abroad, Olivia Moretti returns to Old Westbury to a life she barely recognizes. Her father, Don Carmine Moretti, rules the town with an iron fist, while family loyalties and long-buried rivalries simmer just beneath the surface. Caught between the magnetic danger of Johnny Bianchi and the intense, controlled strength of his brother Frank, Olivia is drawn into a world of passion, power, and temptation she's never known. As secrets unravel and desires ignite, Olivia must decide how far she's willing to go-and who she can truly trust-when love and danger are two sides of the same coin.

"I didn't care that his lips tasted like fresh heartache and amaretto" - Connor Ball is nineteen and fighting. He's fighting every human instinct that's urging him to eat. He's fighting every demon he's got with full force. Connor Ball is nineteen and crumbling. He's crumbling under the pressure to stay thin. He's crumbling under the stress of looking after his best friend. He's crumbling under the pressure to find love in a world that breeds nothing but hate. Completed 30/08/17

Combien de larmes pour un sourire ? Combien de mensonges pour une vérité ? Professeure stagiaire, Luna se bat contre son anxiété sociale. Malgré ses peurs, elle balaie ses principes afin d'aider un élève en détresse. Cette bonne action relie sa vie insipide à celle d'Ayden et Aleksander. L'un impose le silence par sa dureté désarmante, l'autre le remplit de sa présence attentionnée. Imprévisibles, ils déstabilisent la routine de Luna qui peine à dissocier le vrai du faux. Les masques diffèrent mais les rancœurs se ressemblent. Entre gestes retenus et secrets étouffés, leurs sentiments se devinent plus qu'ils ne se disent et chaque détail pourrait dévoiler ce que le trio s'efforce de cacher. Et s'il fallait se perdre pour enfin se révéler ? "Il suffit d'une étoile pour avancer dans le noir. L'Espoir."