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Blood Oath Seduction: Symptoms of Murder

||Book 2 in D'KAT Series|| ● ● ● ● “Are you afraid of me?” Drogo voice was quiet but something underneath it was wrong. He was calm. Too calm — Not after what he had just done with his bare hands... Karen’s lips quivered violently, but her throat refused to open. No sound escaped. The metallic scent of blood reached her nose as he climbed onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. “You don’t have to be scared, Schatzi” Drogo murmured in a soft tone, tilting his head as he studied her paralysis with unsettling interest. “You’re not lying to me.” His jaw tightened faintly. “They lie,” he whispered with a gleam in his eyes. A gleam she had never seen before. Drogo added, “Every single one of them lied. They always do...” He leaned closer. “But you…” His lips curved. “You would never lie to me, Schatzi.” The sound of the German pet name he'd given her now felt heavier in her chest. Karen wanted to shake her head, to deny whatever twisted certainty he had built around her. Her body remained numb. Drogo then raised his hand, blood dripping from his fingertips onto the sheets. His fingers touched her cheek, still warm. He then dragged them slowly across her skin, leaving a dark red streak as though marking her. “You’re not scared of me…” he decided softly, almost reverently. “Only liars are scared of me.” He leaned down and pressed his blood-smeared lips to her forehead. “I know you’ll never lie to me,” he whispered against her skin. He smiled from ear to ear. “That’s why I love you.” ● ● ● Life isn't suppose to be that hard... Quite straightforward, actually. After all, Karen had just one mission. Get close enough to Drogo Vetter and extract valuable information from him — How he ended up between her legs is irrelevant. But that's not a major problem, it doesn't still affect the main mission. It's just one of those things people do to pass time and feel pleasure... What's the worse that could happen? ... Aside from Drogo being assigned as her next target. Shit. DAILY UPDATE.
DestinyNdi · 25.7k Views

Be The Anchor To My Striker

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool). TW: Trauma, survival’s guilt, and violence
NSCHAN · 427.7k Views

Fated: The Alpha's Unwanted Luna

Viola was once the pride of her pack, destined to rise above everyone on the day she received her wolf. Instead, that day marked her fall. She had been the villain in countless stories, untouchable and adored by the Alpha heir, until the night her wolf was supposed to awaken, and fate played its cruelest joke. She fell to the lowest rank in her pack, rejected by her sworn mate. Stripped of status, strength, and even her wolf, she was forced to live a life worse than that of an omega. Imprisoned and alone, Viola’s only hope of escape lay in finding her wolf, or her fated mate. Only, a dark past kept her powers dormant… and her fated mate didn’t want her. Sebastian Kade is powerful, ruthless, and chained to a past he refuses to release. Viola Linden does not belong in his world, and he wants her gone. Fate, however, disagrees. This fragile, stubborn girl refuses to leave his orbit. He does not believe in love. He does not want her. He has already lost too much. An Alpha who swore off weakness, hardened by loss and haunted by a prophecy that feels more like a curse, Sebastian is certain he will never allow another woman into his life. But the Moon Goddess is rarely kind. Viola carries something ancient within her, something dangerous, something powerful enough to defy him. Hate twists into desire. Desire ignites into fierce passion. And passion threatens to become love. But when Sebastian discovers what Viola truly carries within her, will it save him… or destroy everything he’s built? ~~~ WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! #Slow burn #Spicy #Morally Gray ML #Adventure #Angst
Ash20 · 1m Views

I will be the perfect wife this time

​"Dear Father, you taught me how to be a monster. It is only fair that you are the one to taste my monstrosity." ​Olivia Luceron was the perfect tool for her father, the Duke of Tharon. For years, she played the role of the devoted daughter, acting as a spy within her own marriage to dismantle her husband’s power and surrender his secrets. Her reward for such loyalty? A cold dungeon, a mutilated body, and a walk of shame through the streets of the Imperial Capital. ​She died hating the man she once worshipped, and grieving for the husband she had systematically destroyed. Duke Matthias—the man she treated with nothing but icy indifference—was the only one who stayed faithful to her until his final breath. ​But death was not the end. ​When Olivia opens her eyes, she finds herself back in time, exactly one year before her tragic end. Her platinum hair is unblemished, her skin is free of scars, and the husband she betrayed stands before her once again—with those same cold eyes, devoid of any warmth. ​In this life, Olivia seeks neither forgiveness nor love; she has long since lost faith in both. She has only one purpose: to play the "Perfect Wife" to atone for her sins, while systematically annihilating the Tharon bloodline—the very lineage that turned her into a monster before discarding her. ​She will wear the mask of ice the world expects to hide a heart of fire. But as she navigates a world of lethal poisons and imperial intrigue, she realizes that the silent Duke she once ignored hides a truth far more deadly than the House of Tharon itself. ​The hunt has begun. And this time, Olivia is no longer the prey—she is the hunter.
Ines_kharfallah · 814.4k Views

Surviving A Novel I Don't Remember: A Tutor's Guide To Staying Alive

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child never spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son quickly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm and fun moments, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Emperor began to interfere, so much that he became a madman to Julian. Julian thought he could live quietly. Well... He thought wrong. In this world, his life was never meant to be quiet and everything revolves around him.
Byul_Byre · 882.5k Views

Billionaires' Regret: My Ex's Nemesis Fathering My Triplets

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
DP_RINN · 212.8k Views