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A 20 years old brave college girl, Antara was forced to be grounded to save herself from a group of the mafia. However, she wasn't accepting to live like a bird inside a cage. Her stubbornness forced her protector Ryan to set her free but on one condition. The condition changed Antara's life completely when she fell for Amay.

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Silence, nothing by endless deafening silence. As well, darkness. Darkness that stretched for miles upon miles, nothing the human eye could see. Nothing to latch onto and feed the hunger that drives humans forward. Then, there was Needledrop. Small to begin with and created for balance of the universe, multiverse. But something changed as the universe expanded and expanded, change upon change coming and going. The rise and fall of many empires. Needledrop decided they wanted a turn, a turn to rise and succeed where the others failed. Succeed they did. Wynnona Allen is the most irritating woman you could find in the entirety of the universe in 2519. Gladiator for money, living in the slums, surviving off her own stubbornness, no one would think to imagine the raw power trapped in her. We could not have imagined our child would chose her to lead the resistance efforts against Needledrop. We were right about her in every sense of the word. We will not tell you why, we shall let you see for yourself...

Follow along with a Guinness boy that wanted a new start but has no idea what he has gotten him self involved in.

Her smirk tempts all to spend a single Night or more inside Her continent. To take Pleasure in Her tunnels soaked with honey and milk. Rolling off the tongue, Her taste is sought after, As ships from far and wide come to soak in Her juices that are unique. She has no curse Between Her thighs, only redemption that frees me from chains that weigh me down. And thus I confess she is the one I always needed... His voice sounded so delicate, entrancing the simplicity of desire in me, I died then and there in his palms. This boy has me and fighting it for as long I could this attraction won, I lost and losing has never felt so right. I'm a good girl Really I am So why don't I mind being bad for him? His hands seek refuge under my dress, evoking an involuntary gasp out of my lips as his tongue moved from my earlobe to the scope of my neck leaving a sinful trail. My arms held him as close to my body as it experienced electrical surges as my wetness trailed down my quivering thighs currently wrapped around his waist. His lips found mine, his tongue probing mine to only feel as it lavishly caressed parts of my soul I never knew existed. The groan that fell from his lips, vibrated the space in between, as he pushed me further up the wall with his hips. * * * Raquel never felt satisfied with the texture of her relationship. What happens when an awkward situation turns into a collision of two hearts never anticipating the feel of love to envelop them? Yes- he was younger than her and he was her opposite in every sense of the word with his ivory to her dark skin. Although they face judgement and ridicule from all angles, the desires pumping through their veins are too strong to simply fade away. Thus will they beat the odds?

"So they are the dark executioner!!! The hell" scrolling through web knowing the reality that my own friends, the three one are the dark executioner, whom i got pound of one of them. How will i confront to them. Jeon also didn't let me know about his background. What are their history. I spent 1 year with jeon, but still how come. And what about jackson...who i have a small,little crush. Aisshhh...and here he have his lover but where is she??? In tge story i have written Y/n instead of Richa, actually first it was my fan fictions but then concerted to fictions so apologies for my mistake.

I thought he was harmless but I was wrong.......,. no woman could resist him.....no man can fight him. He was born with incredible power and was the master of manipulation... He was ruthless, brutal, cruel, and cold but everything changed after her arrival......... _________________________________________ Read further to know what happens when a little witch crosses the path with the devil himself.

He may be cold hearted, he may have a problem socializing with other people, but just remember..he has feelings to

Sierra Wilson thought of herself as your normal, regular average woman. With the small minor exception to having a psychic ability to connect and read the thoughts and feelings all animals. Little did she know, this quirk is what got her noticed by an underground organization dedicated to manufacturing werewolves by science. Captured and tested on, Sierra is tortured to the brink of wishing for death. Enter Matthew Brehnam, Alpha to the Red Timber pack, and owner and proprietor of the Red Timber wolf refuge and rehabilitation, where he helps and aids the local wolf pack. Noticing many of the wolves in the local pack go missing off of his lands, he sets out to figure out where and why. Captured and taken to the underground facility, there he meets Sierra, a strange, broken smelling werewolf, can he overcome the horrible truth of her reality, can this inexplicable bond Sierra has with him help her come to terms with her new reality? Can they together brave the dangers that are coming for them? Or the mysteries surrounding Sierra's origins?

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!