webnovel

SMITTEN

Aisha is a pleasure-seeking rich socialite who lives in the name of fun. She was happily lounging around on a pristine beach when a disaster unexpectedly hit their place. She thought she was already dead. But when she woke up, she saw herself in another world where werewolves, vampires, and mermaids co-exist. Will she be able to escape the magical land when its ruler, the most powerful creature in Gaea, King Leandro, was already smitten with her and wants to procreate with her? ********** The look on his gleaming plum eyes raking over her body made her skin quiver. She then realized that she was stark naked! With panic rising up in her heart, she quickly covered her body with her arms, as if she could cover them all. "I swear I have my clothes on a while ago. Forgive me for my indecency, your Majesty," She stuttered. "I don't mind at all," A corner of the King's lips curled up in response to her. He lifted his rod to move away Aisha's arms that were covering her nudity to both her sides, so he could get a better view. It seemed that he was satisfied as his ravishingly attractive face that was previously void of emotion lit up showing signs of delight and satisfaction. Aisha's cheeks turned beetle red at what the King was doing. But she felt like she had no choice. She was at his mercy now. He might kill her or throw her inside a whale's mouth if she wouldn't oblige. And honestly, she liked the feeling that she satisfied his taste. ********************** AUTHOR'S NOTE: The cover photo is not mine. Your author is still a novice in writing. Please forgive me in advance for the errors. I don't have an editor yet. :') Feel free to get in touch with me FB: 77myrrhia77 IG: 77myrrhia77 Discord: Myrrhia#9714 https://discord.gg/ewWtRa27fe Thank you so much for giving this book a chance. Much love. XOXO.

Myrrhia · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
163 Chs

Don't Force Yourself Into Me

Warning! A little steamy scene ahead. Don't worry there's no rape here!

*****

Aisha's mouth fell open as her hands flew to her chest. Her heart galloped like horses running in a race to win the first prize.

She gazed at Lord Lycano's devilishly handsome face which was so near hers, she could hear every thump of his heart. 

The smooth velvet skin of her arms could feel the roughness of his as her nose smell his manly scent mixed with his supernatural side scent.

With their position, the creamy part of her slender neck was so exposed that one wrong word will provoke the beast in him to take a bite.

As she recalled, werewolves always have a murderous instinct within them. She just didn't know if it was also the case with Lord Lycano. She gazed at his dark crimson eyes. 

Or was it lust? She felt his hard manhood on her thighs. 

Alarmed, Aisha quickly tilted her head away and uttered, "Forgive me, my Lord."