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His Possession

"When I return back every night, I expect you to be naked on the couchwith your legs spread wide open with these perfect perky tits saggingdown, so your bare body and your leaking faucet is on full display for mylustful eyes" He said slowly, pinching my nipples in the process. "And If I don't find you in that state" His hand tightened around my barewaist, his nails digging into my skin, showing how serious he is. "lfl.Don 't.Find.You.In.That.State I'm going to make my men fuck you sohard and rough, then slit their throats right in front you and make youlick all their split blood. That's a promise, kitten" His every word pierceddeep inside me, making me tremble in pure fear as the tears rolled down my cheeks silently. "Are we clear?" He asked. "Yes" As soon the word came out of my mouth, a hard slap was given tomy right ass cheek, making me whimper in pain. "Yes what?!" He shouted pulling my hair in his tight .fist, I let out a sob. "Y-yes, Master" I said holding my hair at the scalp. "Good" Smirking widely, he bit my earlobe as his hand slipped into mysoaked panty and pinched my clit while the other hand squeezed mybreast, making me release an unashamed moan.

Mafia Indebted

"Don't please," she sobbed, shaking badly. The fear of her situation was slowly sinking in. "Please let me go, I want to go home." She cried. He smirked and cupped her face. She immediately stiffened upon his touch and stared into his Smokey grey eyes. "You are home, tara, this is your home now, by my side." He spoke firmly. She saw the determination in his eyes and her eyes widened with shock. "No!" she shrieked and tried to push him away but he didn't budge. Before she could retaliate, he had caught her wrists in a vice-like grip with one hand and locked them down  while with the other hand, he firmly griped the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her scalp, making her whimper. "Refuse me again tara, go on, I fucking dare you." He hissed, his eyes blazing with rage, the grey had darkened. But she wasn't one to give up so easily. "Let me go..." she tried to shout but was immediately silenced by his lips crashing against hers into a fiery harsh kiss. Meet Anissa Ghalib, a young doctor, possessing a strong, kind and confident character. She's a known beauty and has a very high moral sense and regard. For her, family is everything and she would do anything to protect her family. So, what happens when a certain grey eyed crime boss claims her as his? Shehryaar Ghulari, the cold and ruthless mafia leader of the country's most dangerous Mafia; He's a powerful man who gets anything he wants. He's cold, brutal and absolutely inhuman, a borderline psychopath. For him, morals and ethics hold no meaning, Family is nothing. He rules with tyranny and loves every bit of it. What will happen when the country's most powerful and dangerous man becomes indebted to a certain doctor? It starts with a twisted malice, obsession, murder, lust, politics, darkness, sacrifice and love.   A story where Innocence clashes  with culpability. Simplicity with sophistication. Bloodlust with conscience. Lust with Love. Good with Bad.

Mafia indebted

“Don’t please,” she sobbed, shaking badly. The fear of her situation was slowly sinking in. “Please let me go, I want to go home.” She cried. He smirked and cupped her face. She immediately stiffened upon his touch and stared into his Smokey grey eyes. “You are home, tara, this is your home now, by my side.” He spoke firmly. She saw the determination in his eyes and her eyes widened with shock. “No!” she shrieked and tried to push him away but he didn’t budge. Before she could retaliate, he had caught her wrists in a vice-like grip with one hand and locked them down while with the other hand, he firmly griped the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her scalp, making her whimper. “Refuse me again tara, go on, I fucking dare you.” He hissed, his eyes blazing with rage, the grey had darkened. But she wasn’t one to give up so easily. “Let me go . . ,” she tried to shout but was immediately silenced by his lips crashing against hers into a fiery harsh kiss. Meet Anissa Ghalib, a young doctor, possessing a strong, kind and confident character. She's a known beauty and has a very high moral sense and regard. For her, family is everything and she would do anything to protect her family. So, what happens when a certain grey eyed crime boss claims her as his? Shehryaar Ghulari, the cold and ruthless mafia leader of the country's most dangerous Mafia; He's a powerful man who gets anything he wants. He's cold, brutal and absolutely inhuman, a borderline psychopath. For him, morals and ethics hold no meaning, Family is nothing. He rules with tyranny and loves every bit of it. What will happen when the country's most powerful and dangerous man becomes indebted to a certain doctor? It starts with a twisted malice, obsession, murder, lust, politics, darkness, sacrifice and love. A story where Innocence clashes with culpability. Simplicity with sophistication. Bloodlust with conscience. Lust with Love. Good with Bad.

NBA:The second generation of the strongest star

Hay un hecho bien conocido en la NBA: los descendientes de los supergigantes nunca se convertirán en supergigantes; sino hasta que aparezca alguien. Su nombre es Andrew Jordan... Traduccion

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Horror Game: I Have The Evil God Source Code

just using webnovel to download it Don't vote or anything read at mtlnation.com discord link https://discord.com/invite/kRXq4ShwUE A supernatural master god game descends. Each dungeon is a terrifying and weird world! A medical student who was tainted by the meme of the evil god before birth was selected to enter the game. Luo Xiu, who carried the evil god's source code, became a bug in the game world! [Acquired weapon——Machete (data deletion/modification)] [Acquisition of Weapon - Brain Stem Scalpel] [Special effect: After determining the range, 100% can accurately cut off the zombie's brainstem, making it incapacitated] Under the influence of the evil god's source code, Luo Xiu's behavior which he thought was normal, in the eyes of other players and even game NPCs, seemed to make one's scalp tingle! Player a: "Hiding in the laboratory for half a month? What did he eat to survive?" Player b: "What?! Planting... cancer cells?!?!" A corpse king: "He's here, he's here! He's coming with a smile!! He...why does he have sixteen...

Internal Winters

Ten years ago, Mellie woke to find her father's bloodied corpse on the kitchen floor. And the killer? Her mother. Rushed off into the night, Mellie's journey begins. At first, she fears the woman who gave her life. But not all is what it seems. PROLOGUE: I know he's watching me. Hell, I can practically feel the fire burning in his eyes as I sway around the room, the slamming of the drums in rhythm with each slow turn of my hips. "Come here," he says calmly, his eyes never leaving my body as I dance. I ignore him, knowing full well my ass is going to take the fall for disobeying his command. I smile cheekily and raise my arms above my head lazily. I squeeze my red locks splaying over my shoulders, scrunching the strands at the scalp. Dancing in front of him is the most thrilling, exotic, and enticing thing. I'd never known I'd feel this good. Well, maybe it's the atmosphere; or the way his gorgeous eyes follow my every move? I flinch in pain when my hair is roughly pulled back by his hands; unlike my own simple squeeze, his is demanding and made to prove a point. He glares down at me as he pulls my hair up, forcing me to stand up on my toes. I whimper at the pain stabbing along my scalp and quickly reach out to shove his hands away from me. "When I tell you to do something, you listen," he growls, his expression flickering. I can tell he is fighting with the demons lurking inside his mind. With furrowed eyebrows he stares down at me for what seems like hours; and before I can respond, he takes what's his. His lips smash onto mine with a force of a thousand waves. It's a kiss that knocks me off my feet over and over again, powerful and intimidating; yet beautiful and extravagant in its greatness. It sucks me in and pulls me out into darkness, a tidal wave of emotions swallowing me whole. "Hm," I moan, ignoring the pain along my scalp and instead focus on his tongue invading my mouth. He doesn't take, no, this man destroys whatever is in his path. And that includes me.

Game of trhones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day

Esta es una traduccion de una novela china que esta ambientada en House of the Dragon estoy tratando de corregir la mayoria de herrores como los nombres de los personajes

The Magic Of Melanin

Viola is weighed down by the reality that crashed into her just as she was entering the most exciting years of her life. One that she had to sacrifice the most beautiful addition to her appearance, her hair. The coils that hovered just a few inches over her scalp, bouncing with the wind, shining brighter than the sun. Taken away from her at such a young age, she had no other choice but to fight for her rights to feel beautiful.