The Deadly Mafia Queen (Slow Update)
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Última publicación mar, nov 17, 2020
A demon😈
No one can defeat her
because she's brutaly,merciless human being
She's dangerous
She's heartless
She's ruthless
She's like killed brutally,bloody that's why don't mess up with her because she's a demon, even her family are scared of her if she's angry be ready to you're death.😈🙅🐲
Rank
#4 -Coldness
#291- Bloody
#11- Adventure
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𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒂 𝑲𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 - 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑫𝒊𝒆𝒈𝒐 𝑼𝒏𝒐, 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒔𝒔. 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚, 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒆. 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆, 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓; 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓.
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> 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘-𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗜𝗡 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗡. 𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗣𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢 𝗢𝗕𝗦𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡, 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗙𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚, 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗡 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗦. > 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗘𝗧 𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦 𝗢𝗙 2 𝗔.𝗠., 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧 𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧'𝗦 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟 𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘. 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗗𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗕𝗟𝗨𝗥𝗦-𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗧𝗛. > 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗦 𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗖𝗘𝗦 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧 𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗣𝗘. _____________________________________ [17•10•25] ✓ Editing under construction! ✓Concluida
Temptation In Darkness (18+)
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ZEHERAMRIT 🔥
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Evil
I go by Artemis Blythe. I'm an ex-soldier turned murderer. I was charged with thirty murders and was subsequently sentenced to death. Preceding my execution, in a twist of fate, I was reborn in a child's body in a dog eat dog world ruled by two factions: Righteous and Demonic. I had two abilities in my arsenal: One let me cheat death, the other strengthened me the more I killed. I had two goals: One was to destroy the Righteous faction in its entirety, the second was to enjoy the hunt. I was named after the Goddess of the Hunt after all. Now that I was in a world where murder was validated and not outlawed, it would surely be nothing less than good time. No kindness. No selflessness. No altruism. Just acting on self-interest. There wasn't a single good bone in my body. Only pure, condensed, unadulterated evil.Concluida
The experiment.
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.Concluida
His gilded Cage | 18+| Completed
"Millions of reasons, Tanya. All perfectly legal, or perfectly arranged to seem that way. I don't make threats. I explain consequences." He stepped close to her again, cupping her chin with his hand. His touch was like ice. She was too terrified to pull away. "So, you will sit tight. You will go to your school. You will teach my nephew. And you will look very, very pretty while doing it. You will not make me angry again. Understood?" A single, hot tear of pure, helpless rage escaped and traced a path down her cheek. He saw it. His dark eyes glittered with a perverse kind of satisfaction. He leaned in, his lips brushing her cheekbone where the tear had fallen. The kiss was chillingly soft, a brand of ownership. "You see?" he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "You look so pretty when you cry angrily. Like a good girl who finally understands her place." ___________________________________________ Love is a lie they tell to make obsession sound pretty. When Vardaan Rathore, a man whose bloodline was woven with power and violence, walked into her classroom, Tanya saw a negligent uncle. He saw the first and last woman who would ever tell him no. His obsession became her sentence. There was no courtship. Only a silent, brutal campaign of possession. Her life decided to conquer a queen, and the beautiful, terrible ruin he made of her in the process. #1 forced love #1 Darklove #1 toxichero #1 runawayheroine #1 Captive Romance #1 Manipulation #1 Political Romance #1 hacker #1 Brokenheroine #1 Forcedintimacy #1 Forced relation #1 Darkromancebooks #3 Indian #3 desi #3 teacher #4 badboy #4 broken #6 possessivehero #33 toxic #35 Dark romance #58 youngadultConcluida
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