for 100 nights by lara adrian

One day, dressed in a professional suit, Lyra Smith served coffee to the CEO. “Morris Jackson, enjoy your coffee.” The man behind the desk, Morris Jackson, ignored her completely. What an uptight man! Just as Lyra Smith was about to try and look more seductive, someone from the HR department came to inform her that she was fired! “...” Lyra Smith was speechless. That night, Lyra Smith was dressed in a big onesie. She bundled herself up tightly, but there was no escape. She kicked out a leg. “Didn’t you fire me?” Grabbing her ankle, he pulled her over and asked, “Does your leg still hurt?” Lyra was furious. “I was fired!” Just as she said that, she heard him hiss through gritted teeth, “Will you dress like that to the office again?” Lyra Smith

WFP#37 BRONZE WINNER COMPLETED # UNDER EDITING It was a bright and sunny day. Okay. Sorry about that. It was not a bright and sunny day rather a dark and stormy night even worse was the pelting heavy rain that beat onto earth with a fury enough to rival the battle of the Greek gods. The stars that had originally decorated the sky during the earlier part of the night were no longer visible. The full moon whose brightness had outshone the twinkling stars was now pitifully hiding behind the heavy dark cloud. If one could understand the language of nature, its terrified cry of sorrow could be heard. In the middle of a forest stood a majestic castle whose architecture outshone every other thing that existed near and far from it for almost a hundred miles. This was the castle that no one had access to except the owners who were made up of a small family of six. As the rain fell with an increase in speed every second that passed by, a slender figure could be seen lying in the center of a humongous bed. The slender finger could be seen tugging at the duvet trying to disappear within its warmth. Long brown curly hair was spread neatly on the pillow as the small face disappeared under the heavy purple duvet. A few minutes passed by with the slender body sleeping peacefully without any disturbance. When the clock struck midnight, everything began to change. The once majestic castle that shone brightly was shrouded by a thick and heavy fog such that it became invisible to ordinary eyes. .......@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@........ One stormy night changed her fate forever. She was initiated into a world she knew nothing about. Zamarad woke up feeling strange but paid no heed to it. Don't touch her, she is my Queen! Come closer baby, you are mine. Zamarad! Wait for me! You shall carry my offspring. Wait until I conquer you, heart, body, and soul. No... please let me go! I don't want to be a part of your world! She cried. Her bulging stomach was evidence of how real everything was! Will she accept her fate? Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny

“Keep it in your mouth... Swallow it... Baby, be good...“ “No... it’s very bitter...” He feeds the sickly young girl with some medicine, as gently as he can. Unfortunately, she pouts and refuses to give in. ... After being reborn as a 17-year-old, Luo Zheng seeks for Mr. CEO to repay his kindness. However, being too careless... she ends up being duped into marrying him, thus becoming Mrs. Bo! 'What happened to the sham marriage that we agreed on?' “Be good, let me kiss you, just once.” “Be good, you must listen to me. I’ll pamper you.” “Be good, stay away from him. I don’t like it.” ...... Finally, she loses her temper and pushes him away while protesting, “Bo Hancheng, you jerk. I don’t want to repay you for your kindness anymore, I want a divorce!” “Be good and stop throwing a tantrum. Divorce doesn’t exist in my dictionary, only... a deceased spouse does.” Resolute and ruthless, his hands are stained with blood; he’s cold and unfeeling... He carefully retracts his talon-like hands and gently pulls her back to him. He decides to shower her with all his love and he swears to pamper his wife to bits!

~•No Escape•~ "Are you running away from me, my sweet girl" spoke a voice in the hallway that made her stop in her tracks. The hallway had turned dark with only the wall lamps that burned brightly casting the shadow of the man on the floor as he slowly emerged from the other end. "What are you doing here, your majesty," She said and bowed immediately as she saw him approach her with slow but steady steps. "You haven't answered me, sweet" The man said with a sweet smile that made her wary and he heard the way her heart skipped a beat. He stood before her and used his index finger to raise her chin. He tilted his head as he gazed into her green eyes that looked back at him with fear. He took a step forward closing the distance between them and his eyes narrowed when she took a step back, but that didn't stop him from cornering her. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He continued to question and she didn't miss the mockery behind his words. "I…I" she felt her words tied to her tongue because of the man's daunting aura. She felt him trace her forehead with his finger down to her jaw. He continued moving his hand down to her neck and to the top of her swell and her thudding heart hitched when his hand continued to stay there. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He bent towards her as he spoke. His breath fell on her neck which sent a jolt that traveled down her body. "I told you, you're tied to me and me to you" _______________________ Perdita Kartar was a winsome yet strange young lady. She had an appealing beauty with her green eyes that invoked and impelled anyone who gazed into them. She had fooled her villagers so she could live and protect herself and her remaining family from the night creatures and also humans. But what was bizarre of all, was that Perdita had a secret she shared with no one. She had lived in the village since she was little, and over the years, she had been discreet with each move she made. Unfortunately, things didn't go as she planned. Despite her cautious decorum and fight to stay out of sight, a pair of glacial red eyes falls on her, which followed and refused to leave her out of sight.

[Some Chapters in this novel have boxes on the sides, that is the finished edited chapters. Dark Light Nights will go in with Major edits! In the process of Making a better Version. Sorry for the inconvenience. This story is complete, fyi.] Ciana Aolina is different from the living beings in Arkedss. As she ages up, something within her gradually starts to fuse. It is part of the Cycles gift. But none knew that Darkness enveloped her; she could hear a whisper. It is the effect of living alone until curiosity got her when a vision of someone with blood-red glowing eyes staring at her. Now, Ciana thought about who helped her survive? Is it someone she knows? However, the rumors about what Ciana's parents have done in the past needed her confirmation that she is indeed their daughter. And by telling them the truth that she only wanted to know who she is—the lies became real. Elders from the Warzone Headquarters assigned a place for her to stay—away from them. She has no one, not even a group of friends. But Ciana grabbed the chance to be stronger. More dangerously powerful. A hint of an upcoming war. The love that is not done between those men she got tangled with, stays one-sided. The Ciana they have loved will be their end. Because the things she valued the most have been destroyed. Her comeback is the path she chooses. The end of all —includes greed and nights. She is ready to see, how merciless can she be. Planets will never get a chance to be born again.

Sebuah lara yang tak ada habisnya, mungkin memang sudah jadi takdir untuk selalu menemani Zara. Tak ada yang benar-benar menerimanya, baik keluarga atau dalam lingkup pertemanan. Terlahir dengan kulit kusam, dan jerawatan, sepertinya dianggap terlalu memalukan oleh kedua orang tuanya. Mama artis, Papa pun juga begitu. Intinya, keduanya terkenal. Tak urung identitas Zara sudah ditutup rapat sejak ia kecil. Zara kira ... kisah percintaannya lebih baik. Nyatanya semua tak sesuai harapan. Zayn Arielo tak bisa ia gapai karena alasan ... dirinya si gadis buruk rupa. Ya, ia kira sampai kapan pun, gadis buruk rupa sepertinya tak cocok bersanding dengan sang pangeran tampan seperti Zayn. Sepertinya, sampai kapan pun, bahagia tak akan pernah ada dalam sejarah hidupnya.

[Completed] "The prince is cursed to transform into a girl figure when the sun is up in the sky!" The princess closed her eyes, how could she settle with this now? ... After returning from the Spring hunt camp, the King asks his daughter to assign a husband from the queue of suitors. Devastated by the news of her arranged marriage, she hatches a plan to sneak away with her handmaiden. Little did she know, in the inky darkness of the night, her handmaiden’s deepest secrets are uncovered! Her beautiful, loyal handmaiden in the day magically converts into the handsome but villainous cursed prince of Di kingdom, the moment night falls! Falling for him, she returns to the castle to break his curse and marry him but it causes a scandal. The words roam beyond the walls, whispering that the princess is in love with her maid. Can they survive all of the struggles and break the curse? Can the only heiress of The Mei kingdom gain her lover and withstand the scandals? And above all, can they get married? *** *Cover art drawn by the author. My discord server: https://discord.gg/vtGqMgYb9K

Isabel has stage four cancer somewhere in her guts, so she has packed her bag and went to Raven's Cove, a beach resort owned by the Raven family. The resort offers a retirement plan for terminally ill patients. And one thing that attracted Isabel to sign up is the fulfillment of her bucket list. Many sorts of things happened in the resort that made Isabel's southward life into a rollercoaster. (Cover picture credits to the owner, we do not own the photo)

[MAJOR EDITING UNDERWAY—CHAPTERS ARE REPLACED AND JUMBLED] Sorine belongs to Eric. Eric belongs to Sorine. But do they really belong with each other? Among the walls of the castle of Newarfa is a whispered distaste for Sorine as she is the lover of the Crown Prince of the Royal Family of Newar. But the Crown Prince is to be bound to someone else. She becomes the other woman with just the slur of a word, the flick of a finger and she begins to wonder of the indispensability of her own relationship. What was she? What was she meant to be? Just a maid caught in a castle or more. That's when he comes in. Prince Demian Lemarke. The Prince who is allegedly cursed, devilish power swelling under him, around his veins. He has big plans and he would allow her even more. She would be Queen, she wouldn't be tied to the name of anyone else. She would own herself. She would be Sorine, not the lover of the Crown Prince, not his pet but herself. She would own herself. Sorine gets caught up in the tangle of a Royal Mess, unable to choose between her old trusty love with Eric who is now appearing hopeless, and Prince Demian who had saved her life‌ while planning to kill the very king who had threatened her life to usurp the throne. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Who are you?" The dark burgundy eyes glinted under the cover of the shadow cast by the yellow lamp and the eyes flicker like another flame along the darkness. This man just witnessed an intimate exchange between a maid and the Crown Prince. The man steps out of the darkness and she gasped quietly. It was no normal man but the younger son of the King, and brother to her lover— Prince Demian. Better known as the Demon Prince for his tumultuous temper among the golden walls of the castle. "Don't mind me, darling" He ran a rugged hand through his hair, casting light along the black markings of wings— angel wings, that ran along his left side. His eyes glinted when he continued, "I am just a good ol' voyeur spying on my brother's sins." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Disclaimer: Cover is taken from Pinterest. No copyright infringement intended. WARNING: •DEPICTIONS OF WAR AND GORE, DARK ROMANCE AND LOVE TRIANGLE. •WORK HAS MATURE CONTENT

When Survival is the goal, Elara could not be a chooser. So, when she got the chance to hide herself as a new nanny in the house of the infamous duke of Assedon, Cedric Blackthrone Frostbane, she accepted it easily. But old habits die hard. Her fearless nature, compassion for weak and burning eyes for justice were hard to hide as a simple paramour of the duke. Especially when he paid extra attention to this irresistible sexy woman and soon found himself entangled in the cruel games of politics, betrayal and vengeance. But what she did not know, he was masters at those games and though she thought she had hidden all that from him, he was the puppeteer behind the scenes. What could go wrong in that perfect game? Would they walk on the path of revenge or become each other’s weakness and lose the battle where weakness is not allowed. A/n: The story starts with Dom/sub relationship and unequal power between fl and ml. It was a part of BDSM and had a lot of sensuous scenes.