Løvens arving
- Reads 7
- Votes 1
- Parts 1
MatureOngoing9m
Last published Fri, May 6, 2022
Han tog en klud op og vendte sig om. "Hvorfor dog det, du har fortjent det." Han foretrak en bitter mine, ved mindet om at hans hænder havde rørt ved Hende. "Jeg burde hugge dine hænder af, ved du hvorfor?"
"Nej, hvorfor?" Hulkede han med tårer og snot løbende ned af hans ansigt. Modbydeligt. Han stillede sig foran ham og rev det bind han før havde haft for øjnene. Frygten var straks det eneste at se i hans øjne.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
![Devil's vow✔️[ Mafiaso Series #1]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/175145067-256-k339472.jpg)
Devil's vow✔️[ Mafiaso Series #1]
"It could have been hatred but you don't look at the one you hate, like that." "Like what?" His deep voice asked. "Like you are a sinner and she is your salvation." ___________________________ "I played you as a doll huh?" His hot breath whispered in my ear as he twisted my body making my back mould into his warm chest, his arms coming around my waist, holding me like I was fragile flower....made of crystal porcelain. "Have you seen yourself princess? Not a doll, my little treasure, MY doll and I promise the one who lays a finger on you will prefer the dark depths of molten hell than his life." *No toxic relationship* #15 Romance in 1.43 million books #1 dark in 111K books #1 princess 40K books # BlueRose Awards winner #Constellation awards winnerComplete
The companies
NCT x STRAYKIDS mafia ff. "Because I was and I am still in love with you," He tells her and she gets up. "How can you look at me and be okay. How can you look at yourself and be okay with what you let happened. When I look at you I just see lies and the reason why my parents got killed. I'm tired of lies why couldn't you of just told me," She said getting angry with him.
The Mafia's Indian Bride
The story revolves around Zoya and Renzo. Zoya Agrawal, is a coy, silent,innocent girl who abides by her parents rule and shakes her head to their will. Renzo Matteo De Luca is the head of the most feared Italian Mafia. --------------------------------------- "Don't give bloody excuses" I was barking at the man who was indebted to me. "You were supposed to pay me back before two months". "Please forgive me Matteo, I will try to pay you back within a month" he pleads. There is a soft knock on the door,he looks back at me, I give him permission and sat back on the chair. " Dad i have to discuss something with you,its really important " I heard a beautiful voice say.I turned the chair to look the owner of the voice and I felt the air being knocked out of me. "You dont have to pay me back instead I want to marry your daughter" I say after he returns. He looks at me for a second and slowly nods his head. Who knew my journey to India would turn like this???? -------------------------------- Disclaimer I am a newbie. English is not my mother tongue, so please part with me if there are any error and please do inform me if there are any errors. All the pictures used are from google i don't own them.Complete
Anfal's Ibtihaj ✔
" I do!!" She said in shaky tone. It was still unbelievable for her that her dad made her deal with a Mafia king just for some pennys. She could see the smirk of her ownership in his eyes and a golden cage in which she will have to spend her rest of life. _______________ "Let's see how will you wear all these shameless clothes in my house!!" He said throwing glowing match stick on a pile of clothes in front of him. She was looking at him with wide eyes. "Hey..Stop!!!" She tried to stop him but he yanked her away making her fall on ground. "Remember that I am not your fucking Hassan who will bear all your these shitty tantrums!! This is my house and here follows the rules I, Ibtihaj Ibrahim Usmani makes!!!" He said clenching her jaw. ______________ She was an innocent soul. He kills mercilessly. She was an independent bird. He used to cage birds. He hates her dressing. She hates everything about him. Both were loathing each other's existence not knowing that Allah has bounded them the day they were born till the day of judgement. A story of a girl who never gave a damn about religion. Fashion was her life but there came a point in her life when she wanted to change but the thought disturbed her was that will Allah forgive her?? A story of a man who never thought about a single girl. His work, his gang, his people were all he cared about. They say love can change anyone and anything!! let's see how love changes shameless dressing of Anfal and beasty nature of Ibtihaj. Let's see how they become from "Anfal" and "Ibtihaj" to "Anfal's Ibtihaj". Will Anfal's quest of making Ibtihaj "Anfal's Ibtihaj" be completed?? An enthralling and heart quenching tail of a Mafia man and a normal girl. If you are depressed and thinks that you are worthless and you are big sinner that Allah will never love you ever and forgive you... then!! My beautiful and precious gem!! this story is for you!!❤ Alteast give it a try!! 😊 ~Thank youComplete
THE MAFIA HEALER || JENO NCT FANFICTION
"NOOO, LEAVE HIM ALONE" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "DON'T LISTEN TO HER... I SAID DON'T TOUCH HER. I WILL KILL YOU." he struggled to move but couldn't. "do you like her? The cold hearted jeno do? Seems like I found your weakness." he said and laughedComplete
BLOODSTAINED
Here are some spoilers! THE SYSTEM. "Who the hell are you?" "Xiao Zhan" A Psychopath? "I own you now" "You tried to escape!" "Not really" "You're insane" "And you're in love with it" 'This was fun' A perfect stage. "You're a fucking nightmare" "Then make me yours" Blood. Sweat. Lust. It was primal. Animalistic. "You're not leaving me, are you?" "Not until you've completely destroyed me" *Bang* *Pain. Blinding. White-hot pain* 'No. Not here. Not like this.' FEAR "Do you miss me, Daddy?" 'more than I should have' Claiming him. *Tap* *Tap* *Tap* *A knock* *Soft. Too polite* Calm. Unfamiliar. Wrong. SILENCE Not a human? Someone unkillable? (Treating a psychopath someone made like a masterpiece!) The Mafia Ruler, his Psycho Kitten and Their Creator... Umm..these much spoilers are enough!Complete
Take You Back
"To bastards!" I said, gesturing to Vincent and Mason. "And to the girls that endure all the pain." I clicked Tina's glass while she watched me take another glass, "And to the absolute horror of getting a divorce a week before your birthday because you were stupid enough to like the bastard." I bowed while everyone stared at me. The anger radiated off Vincent while I took another glass. "This one is for you, my loving husband." I chuckled slurring as I got up, "I mean ex-husband, and you, if you may, please get the fuck out." I pointed between Mason and Vincent, a hiccup escaping my lips. "Both of you. Faith was the only thing that brought them back together, but will it be on their side again? Vincent and Laura had known each other since they were children. He searched for twelve years just to get her back, and when he did, his past began to emerge from the shadows, ready to claw back at him for all of his mistakes. Vincent Johnson, dubbed the "King of Business," was not to be underestimated. He made an impression on the world that no one could forget. He was domineering, and he drew a great deal of attention from many across the world. No one could ever match his power because he was godlike. But there was one who didn't care about his criteria and didn't consider him to be a god. Laura Smith, the girl who stole his heart. [[Word Count: 91,000- 100,000]] Cover was done by me. Please don't steal my work.Complete
ENTITY- The New Beginning ( SKZ Brother's FF)
Sol was living her life like a dead person in her own family, who treated her like an outsider. One day, her family discovered she wasn't their biological daughter but someone else's. Without any hesitation, they sent her to her biological family. Will her new family heal the depressed soul and be able to fill the colors in her blank life? "You are a monster... a real monster. Thank God you are not our daughter." "All these years, this girl has eaten and lived here freely. She needs to pay us." The person in front of them threw an entire bag of money in front of their faces, took Sol's hand, and started to walk. "They will pay what they did with you"the person said with calm tone. " Ofcourse they will I will make them regret" sol replied. Well get ready for roller coaster ride and join me to experience whole new story
Pyro
Let me tell you my story, the one about how I died. Don't worry, though. I came back. They say when someone shares their story, they're sharing their burden. Seeking someone to help carry the weight that bends their shoulders, hoping their troubles will float away like helium balloons into the endless sky. Your silence becomes their sanctuary, a vacuum they fill with dust-covered memories. If you speak, do it gently - a nod, a smile, the ghost of a touch on their shoulder. But my story? It's different. It carved its path because trust becomes a luxury I could no longer afford. How could it not, when the one person who swore to never betray me did exactly that? The one who promised never to hurt me, broke me. The one who vowed to stay, walked away. So tell me, why trust anyone else when the person I trusted the most killed me in every way but physical? Until they managed that too. They say the most dangerous predators are the ones who look like prey. I learned this truth through split knuckles and shattered promises, through blood on my tongue and threats whispered against skin. Through playing weak while gathering my strength in darkness. Now I watch him, this self-proclaimed hunter in his own game. He doesn't see he's just another piece being moved across someone else's board. The mafia's golden prince, they whisper. If only they knew what lurks beneath that polished veneer. What dances behind those eyes that mirror the shadows I know so well. But shadows? They're born from fire. And somewhere out there, someone's striking matches, leaving black roses on cooling ashes, drawing closer with every corpse that falls. They call him Pyro. And when that name drops in a room. Well, let's just say I'm not the only one with secrets worth killing for. Some demons wear designer suits. Some victims wear crowns. And some fires are worth burning for. Welcome to the game. Trust no one. Not even me.
MY MAFIA BOSS (Elijah Mikaelson) ff
my mafia boss. . . . . . who turned just sweet for Y/N . . . 😊❤️🥵Complete
"It could have been hatred but you don't look at the one you hate, like that." "Like what?" His deep voice asked. "Like you are a sinner and she is your salvation." ___________________________ "I played you as a doll huh?" His hot breath whispered in my ear as he twisted my body making my back mould into his warm chest, his arms coming around my waist, holding me like I was fragile flower....made of crystal porcelain. "Have you seen yourself princess? Not a doll, my little treasure, MY doll and I promise the one who lays a finger on you will prefer the dark depths of molten hell than his life." *No toxic relationship* #15 Romance in 1.43 million books #1 dark in 111K books #1 princess 40K books # BlueRose Awards winner #Constellation awards winner
More detailsContent Guidelines