Vénéneux.
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Dans un manoir oublié par le temps, Isabelle s'était retrouvé. Contre son gré dans manoir terrifiant Le vent hurlait à travers les corridors sombres, et les ombres dansaient sur les murs comme pour annoncer l'arrivée imminente du destin. C'est là qu'elle l'avait rencontré, Alexander, le maître des lieux. Son regard perçant semblait sonder son âme, et ses mots caressaient son esprit tel un murmure envoûtant. Malgré les avertissements silencieux de son inconscient , elle se sentait irrémédiablement attirée par cet homme au charme vénéneux.
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"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
Kidnapped by the Alpha
This is back up! I never got around to editing it because I didn't have the time like I thought I would. Enjoy this and the sequel. Isabelle was jolted awake out of her nightmare quite suddenly. Dazed, she tried to look around but found that her head was held firmly to the pillow under her. Cloth covered her mouth and nose, a sickly sweet smell enveloping her senses. Her mind began getting hazy. Chloroform, her mind whispered almost silently. Her vision began tunneling, and she weakly looked up into a pair of icy blue eyes. She stared into those eyes as she was pulled deeply and forcefully into oblivion. Isabelle is a smart girl and not really the girly type unless going out. You would usually see her wearing sweats around the house or outside in her backyard on the beach since she lives on the ocean. So when she suddenly gets kidnapped one day, she wonders what she had ever done to deserve this. She hadn't done anything wrong, at least she didn't think she did. But she learns that there is something about her that is special and that she is not only human. Meet Jared Gray, the person that kidnapped Isabelle because of her being his mate. He's been waiting since he was 16 to find his mate and now he's 22, about to give up on ever finding his mate. But when he smells her in a mall one day, he follows her home and decides to take what's his. Isabelle's life will never be the same again. Will she be able to escape or will she fall in love with her hot and charming kidnapper that she wants nothing to do with? Or will she stay with him and eventually fall in love? --- THIS IS A DRAFT. And I was 15 when I first started writing it so there are many mistakes. Please don't judge too harshly. WARNING: CONTAINS SOME SCENES OF SEXUAL AND MATURE CONTENT ALSO, MANY MISTAKES! SOME THINGS I'VE WRITTEN I FORGOT TO PUT BACK IN THE STORY SO THIS NEEDS TO BE HEAVILY EDITED. Sequel is called Unwinding FateConcluida
Unwanted Wedlock
''Let me help you, ma'am,'' a man who was probably the flight attendant said. Damn. Ryerson Reeds even had handsome flight attendants. The man stooped a bit, leaning close to her and taking the seatbelt from her hands. He was holding eye contact and Lyla felt herself grow amused as she stared back at him. He was going to start buckling her up before someone cleared their throat loudly. They both looked up to meet Reeds' blue-green eyes. ''I think I can help my wife, thank you,'' he said. Lyla's eyebrows shot up. The dude barely talked to her and he was already getting possessive? How does that even add up? Reeds stopped taking the two parts of the seat belt in his hands, ''you couldn't do this without help?'' he muttered to her savagely. Lyla glared at him, before he could even get the belt close to her she took it from his hands and snapped it in the right place. She gave him a sickly sweet smile and Reeds simply scoffed and walked to his seat. The rest of the plane ride was quiet. One would think after that small exchange they would start having some kind of conversation. Wrong. ___________________ This isn't a cliche story where the girl falls for the guy by a simply little gaze. She's stubborn, she's maybe a little relatable, and she's assertive. But she didn't think she was for him. Lyla Vell; the name itself oozed the confidence which was her, and Ryersoon Reeds? Two words to describe him: Arrogant and plain painful. And when these two personalities are in an arranged marriage. Shit about to go down. ___ This is my first Wattpad story. Hope you'll like it! This entire story is NOT mature. Only the last few chapters are and you can still finish the plot without reading those few mature chapters. For those who are hesitant to read the story because it is tagged mature, I'm promising you only the last few chapters are mature, you can read chapters 1-19 without any disturbance of smut. That was for those who're hesitant. Love you. DON'T COPY MY WORK!Concluida
Transmigration: I became my favorite character, the villainess.
Priest Alexander, how good is your printing? Princess Vivian said seductively with only a piece of white clothing that covered little to none of her sinful body. Alexander was shocked by the sight in front of him, looking at the woman who was one of the most beautiful, No! She's the most beautiful woman in the Empire, but because she never made an attempt to dress up so nobody has ever seen her shine this brightly. Now looking at her with water dripping from her body like the sea pearl, her flamboyant red hair like that of burning fire, and her perfectly seductive body still wet and still carrying the freshness of a rose petals shower. Looking at the way she is wet from head to toe with the room filled with the scent of rose with water dripping from her body, gives a kind of allure that makes it hard for any man to resist her. She's currently looking like a seductress, No!, She's a seductress because she's currently doing what is seductress does, seducing a priest. Vivian had an heart disease since the day she was born, since she was young, she spent most of her life lying on the hospital bed, denying her the joy of living like every other normal child. The only way for her to escape the reality that haunts her and the pain she goes through is by reading novels, watching movies, and following celebrity gossip on social media, but what becomes of Vivian when she suddenly dies from over-excitement and is transmigrated into a novel as her favorite character who was the villainess, and probably the most naïve and innocent villainess ever.
Gaze (Dark Romance)
|18+| "Enough is enough," she said to herself. "I'm going to ask him out." Getting up from her seat, she walked over to where he was seated. "Um, hi! I was wondering if we could grab some coffee and maybe hang out sometime?" she asked nervously. He turned to her, a sense of darkness and danger emanating from him. Her body went on alert. "You shouldn't be able to see me," he said with a smiling like a Cheshire cat. . . . "I scratch and bite" she warned "You'll crawl and beg too" he smirked. . . . The Ripple She hardly has time to breathe, much less dream, considering that she is juggling two difficult jobs. One face, nevertheless, sticks out in the midst of the chaos of her daily subway rides: a mysterious guy whom she covertly refers to as "the subway hottie." His mysterious presence becomes the high point of her daily routine-a secret joy. However, one day, with an unusual burst of courage, she dares to break the silence between them. What starts off as a brief connection quickly develops into something forbidden and thrilling. She has no idea that this seemingly random meeting will upend her meticulously planned life in ways she never could have predicted. The Echo He had to grow up too early after being born into an uncertain circumstance and found refuge and survival in the shadow of an underground empire. From a street-hardened recruit to a trusted enforcer in the family's inner circle, what started out as a desperate decision quickly turned into a way of life. However, trust is brittle and was destroyed the day he discovered a cruel betrayal that left him bloodied and drove him to flee. His only goal now is to exact revenge, and The Nemesis is his target. But his well-laid schemes fall apart when she gets in his way. His icy determination starts to soften for the first time, and he has to decide whether seeking vengeance is worth losing the one thing he never thought he deserved-her. 𝔘𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬
Seductiveness |18+
Lana's mother marries again but not to a broke down piece of shit man who beats on women but to a billionaire. Lana's life is changing where she must act like the heiress to the company. She didn't know that her mother married a man with three sons. Liam, Jacob, and Michael are the sons of her stepfather. Liam is the bad boy who doesn't care for anyone feelings other than his. Jacob is the playboy type as he claims himself as the king in the family. Michael is the sweet one. When they all first met Lana, their eyes popped. They thought they were going to have an ugly stepsister that they won't pay no attention to, but Jacob didn't care if Lana was his sister because he wanted to sleep with her. Lana has eyes for Liam, but Liam doesn't want her. Lana knew it would be wrong to be in love with her own stepbrother, but she couldn't help herself to fall into his trap. Jacob see that she wants the bad boy in the family, he makes sure Liam doesn't sleep with her before he does. One day at the library , Liam came from behind while she putting the book back in the shelf. He whispers in her ear as he let his fingers play with her thigh. He teases her as she breathe hard with his body press up against hers. "I could fuck you right here right now." He says. It was hard for her to breathe with him press down on her, she wanted him to take her right now. She turns around staring at him. Liam pushes her to the wall grabbing her neck as she feels the heat between her legs . His lips touches her neck as it yearn for someone to claim it. He gets closer and closer where his lips touch hers. He didn't want to stop, nor did she want him to stop. Jacob grew a jealousy when seeing this, but Liam didn't care because he could fuck her however, he wanted and when he wanted. She fell right in his trap ... Just one thing will she keep up with this or will she want more with Liam even with the jealousy going on through the walls.Concluida
The Man between my crosshairs (girl X assassin)
Zoe lands in the walking city of Archigram for her last assassination as an apprentice. Her mission, kill a millennia-old immortal who founded the city. Simple except another assassin turns up for the same target. A tall blonde muscular rival, with the manners of a gentleman, and the soul of a rock hearted butcher. Unfortunately, there is only one target they have both sworn the kill so and only one can leave Archigram alive. Soon lives will change. Hearts will meet. Secrets will be exposed. Treachery will be uncovered. Plots will be disrupted. Fights had. Tears will be shed. Chases will happen. She doesn't know the biggest danger on this mission isn't for once her. Violence, Action, Danger from the out. Scenes of passionate frank unapologetic romance. Dialogue of sassy, cruel and sarcastic nature which may peeve. Some scenes containing gigantic machinery, megastructures and hard SciFi. Transgendered characters. Occasionally scientifically accurate descriptions which should be read at the reader's discretion. Other Stuff. No Harry Styles was harmed in the writing of this novel. May contain nuts. An unsuitable plot for those doing Algebra homework. I saw the lint of danger in his black eyes and knew he wasn't kidding. Time for a new heroin - Feisty, sexy, confident. New Chapters Every Thursday - Trust us, We Deliver. we defy you to find someone who says we ever missed a deadline or dropped a book halfway. Cover by the excellent -Ghost_Writer- Think "Grosse pointe blank meets Dune". RebConcluida
The Secret (Complete)
Alexandra Stan was always on the run because of what she did. She just keeps moving never stopping for no one. Will she ever stop? Will she find someone that is worth staying for? The real question is what did she do? ---------------------------- I turn around to close the door but something or more like someone is blocking me with their foot. "Hey, can you move your foot?" I ask but the person doesn't make a move to open or close the door. Suddenly I am pressed up against a wall near the door. I hate being manhandled. "Let me go! I will hurt you if you don't." I say with as much courage as I have. "Oh, Alexandra. You don't scare me one bit." A guy says in a deep voice. "Who are you? Why are you here?" I ask the two questions in my head. I then take a whiff of the air and know that this is a high ranking werewolf. Probably a Beta or Delta. "I am the one to bring the alpha what he wants. And if it wasn't obvious I am here to take you to the alpha. You are a rogue after all." The guy says behind me in a tone that makes me want to run from him but punch him at the same time. "But anyway before you get any ideas...This is going to make it easier to carry you without you struggling." He says then injects me with something that burns in my blood stream. I then fall into his arms unconscious. -------------------------------- Started book: Feb. 24, 2018 Ended book: July 19, 2019 ------------------------------- Started editing: Nov. 2, 2019 Stopped editing: ? -------------------------------Concluida
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
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