The story begins with the powerful king of curses Sukuna ,who had always desired a untouched virgin as his bride. However, he was presented with a young woman who had already been deflowered and divorced. Disappointed, he grumbled about her identity as a witch, deeming women to be subservient and confined to traditions. As their marriage ceremony takes place, Sukuna's anger grows as he witnesses his reluctant bride smile bitterly, refusing to conform to his chauvinistic ideals.

Mei left Yuzu....Yuzu joined the X YAKUZA, the most dangerous society in the world. [this isn't a really yakuza-ish story but whatever] *warning* -Swear words -Abuse -Torture -Panic attacks -Maybe some lemon Citrus by Saburouta.

These will involve groupchat and private chats between characters.

Yuzu's a photographer, Mei's a journalist. When Yuzu's camera lens lands on the deep lavender eyes of Aihara Mei at a wedding, she doesn't have the heart to look away. Alternates between Yuzu's and Mei's POV. _____________________________ Give it a chance! It's a great story! Converted! All Rights go to Author.

🔞This is a very dirty Eremika fanfic, if you are not mature enough please click away. That being said: In an alternate universe where the Yeager brothers came in contact and reversed the titan curse. With the Titans now being extinct, the world began opening up to the Eldians of Paradise island. Peace finally reigned on the Eldians once more. Or so Mikasa keeps telling herself. But with the turmoil brewing inside of her, she faces a decision of doing what's best for her people... Or doing what's best for her heart.

"She is laughing, her voice seemingly a blessing from the heavens themselves. It distracts me- causes my face to feel hot and turn as pink as my hair. I don't notice her highlight a bubble pink over her lines. I'm simply in too much awe of her beauty, a beauty that's not comparable, even to the prettiest clematis." *** Or, doomed yuri written terribly!

Liberty Fierro is used to living on her own terms, partying recklessly all night and doing it all over again the next day. But when one night goes horribly wrong, her mother steps in with an ultimatum: 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗽𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗱. Monroe Leclair's reputation as a therapist is as infamous as it is dangerous. She's calm, calculating, and hiding secrets that no one in their right mind could possibly guess. As the lines blur between healing and obsession, Liberty has to wonder if Monroe is saving her, 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐋𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐈 𝐝𝐨. A short redemption story.

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||