indian passion stories

Burning Passion: My Wife Is Too Fiery

He is a powerful, gallant, aloof business tycoon. It is said that he's ruthless, kicking away women who throw themselves at him, but carefully cherishes her with unlimited affection, earning him the nickname "Wife-Protecting Fanatic". She, on the other hand, is just a notorious bad girl. She was on the verge of falling into the abyss when he saved her. Unfortunately, due to the disparity in their statuses, she was forced to leave with the little balls in her belly. Luckily, she obtained a dimension trading system that was beyond extraordinary. With this, the bad girl embarked on a path of counterattack and wealth, step by step climbing to the peak, becoming a grand winner in life. [Note: Set in a parallel modern world, 1V1, sweet pampering, refreshing plot, includes adorable babies.]

September Dragon · Urban

Indian Mythology: the Heavenly Emperor is not working today

In Indian mythology, the Three Aspects Deity suppressed the current age. Many Immortals cursed all the gods. Asuras, after millennia of arduous cultivation, would always attack the Heavenly Realm and beat up the Heavenly Emperor upon receiving a boon. "Arduous cultivation, receiving boons, beating up the Heavenly Emperor, why is Indian mythology always like this? I'm the one who gets beaten and suffers; I quit!" Indra, who had reincarnated as the Heavenly Emperor, was furious. And so... "Whoever loves being the Heavenly Emperor, be my guest; I'm not going to work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, hey, the script isn't supposed to go like this," the Destroyer God Shiva said, full of question marks. "You've performed great meritorious deeds in the past. This position of the Heavenly Emperor is rightfully yours. If not, there will be chaos in the world!" the Protector God Vishnu said anxiously. "No, Heavenly Emperor, I'll give you a boon. Go quickly and beat up the Asura!" the Creator God Brahma spoke thus.

Dead three two one · Eastern

Die Passion des Herzogs

(HAUPTGESCHICHTE ABGESCHLOSSEN) Im Königreich des Herzens, einem Reich, in dem Vampire herrschen und Menschen nichts weiter als Vieh sind, wurde Lilou, eine Bäuerin, von dem schlimmsten wahnsinnigen Vampir seiner Art gejagt. Doch so furchtbar, wie er sie als seine "reservierte Mahlzeit" bezeichnete, nannte dieser Vampir sie auch seine Braut! Außer: Meine Augen blicken voller Angst auf das noch immer schlagende Herz in seiner Hand. "Mein Herr, verzeiht mir, aber ... ist das der verdammte Beweis, den Ihr mir zu zeigen versprochen habt?" fragte ich mit zittriger Stimme, während ich mit zitternden Knien dagegen ankämpfte, aufzugeben. "Mhm ... glaubt Ihr jetzt, dass ich gut darin bin, Herzen zu erobern?" Der silberhaarige Mann mit den bedrohlichen tiefroten Augen starrte mich nach einem Nicken stolz an. Ich schnappte nach Luft, als er seine Hand zu einer Faust ballte und das frische Herz zerdrückte. "Ja, Mylord. Ihr seid gut darin, buchstäblich." Beschämt sah ich zu, wie die Teile des Herzens fielen, als er sich näherte. Bei jedem seiner Schritte wich ich einen Schritt zurück, bis ich mit dem Rücken an einer festen Säule stand. "Hm", kicherte Samael kurz und blieb vor mir stehen. Seine langen, spitzen Nägel, die mit Blut bedeckt waren, zeichneten meinen Ellbogen bis hinunter zu meiner Hand nach. Sanft klemmte er meinen Zeigefinger zwischen seine und führte ihn vor seine Lippen. "Aber habe ich deinen Test bestanden?" fragte er, während die scharfe Spitze seines Nagels über die Spitze meines Fingers strich. Ich starrte in seinen durchdringenden Blick, als ich zögernd antwortete: "Gerade so." Er grinste und nickte zufrieden, bevor er seinen Nagel auf die Spitze meines Zeigefingers drückte, aus der sich schnell ein Blutstropfen bildete. "So ein süßes Aroma." flüsterte er, nahm meinen blutenden Finger in den Mund und leckte ihn leidenschaftlich ab. Sein bedrohlicher Blick verließ meinen nicht, während er ein wenig von meinem Blut verzehrte. "Heißt das, du nimmst meine Einladung an?" Samael hielt meinen Finger zwischen seinen Reißzähnen und erkundigte sich. Ich biss mir unbewusst auf die Unterlippe, mein Herz in der Brust trommelte, während mir der Schweiß den Rücken hinunterlief. "Aber ... ich bin nur ..." Ich hielt inne und hoffte, dass meine Antwort dem Ganzen ein Ende setzen würde. "... ich bin nur ein Mensch." Samael schnalzte mit der Zunge, verärgert über meine Antwort, als er meinen Finger losließ. "Nein", flüsterte er. Mein ganzer Körper versteifte sich, als er sich vorbeugte und mit der Nasenspitze meine Schulter bis zu meinem Hals streichelte, während sein heißer Atem meine Haut kitzelte. "Du bist nicht einfach nur ein Mensch ... du bist mein Mensch." betonte er, bevor ich spürte, wie sich seine Lippen teilten und die Spitze seiner Reißzähne meine Haut berührte. Cover nicht meins. *** Original Story von: alienfrommars FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM für originelle Charaktere: @authoralienfrommars Discord-Server: https://discord.gg/tbS4rKec3e

alienfrommars · Fantasy

La Passion du Duc

Dans le Royaume du Coeur, un royaume où les vampires règnent et où les humains n'étaient rien d'autre que du bétail, Lilou, une paysanne, se retrouva chassée par le pire vampire maniaque de son espèce. Cependant, aussi terrifiant qu'il soit de l'appeler son 'repas réservé', ce vampire l'appela aussi sa fiancée ! Sauf: Mes yeux se gonflent de peur, fixant le cœur encore battant dans sa main. "Mon Seigneur, pardonnez-moi mais... est-ce là la preuve sanglante que vous m'avez promise ?" demandai-je, ma voix tremblante alors que j'avalais ma salive tout en luttant pour empêcher mes genoux tremblants de céder. "Mhm... croyez-vous maintenant que je suis bon pour capturer les cœurs ?" L'homme aux cheveux argentés, portant cette paire d'yeux cramoisis menaçants, me regarda fièrement après avoir hoché la tête. Je haletai quand il serra sa main et écrasa le cœur frais en miettes. "Oui, milord. Vous êtes bon à cela, littéralement." Je suis mortifiée, regardant les morceaux du cœur tomber alors qu'il s'approchait. Chaque pas qu'il faisait me faisait reculer jusqu'à ce que mon dos atteigne un pilier solide. "Huh," Samael ricana brièvement en s'arrêtant devant moi. Ses longs ongles pointus couverts de sang tracèrent mon coude jusqu'à ma main. Doucement, il pinça mon index entre les siens, le guidant avant ses lèvres. "Ai-je réussi votre test, alors ?" Il demanda, la pointe aiguë de son ongle jouant avec le bout de mon doigt. Je fixai son regard pénétrant en répondant à contrecœur, "À peine." Il sourit, hochant la tête en signe de satisfaction avant d'appuyer son ongle sur la pointe de mon index, ce qui fit rapidement apparaître une goutte de sang. "Quel doux arôme." Il chuchota, plaçant mon doigt saignant dans sa bouche et le léchant avec passion. Son regard menaçant ne me quitta jamais des yeux alors qu'il consommait un peu de mon sang. "Cela signifie-t-il que vous acceptez mon invitation ?" En gardant mon doigt entre ses crocs, Samael demanda. Je me mordis inconsciemment la lèvre inférieure, mon cœur battant dans ma poitrine alors que mon dos se couvrait de sueur. "Mais... je suis juste..." Je m'interrompis, espérant que ma réponse mettrait fin à cela. "... je suis juste une humaine." Samael cliqua de la langue, mécontent de ma réponse alors qu'il lâchait mon doigt. "Non," Il chuchota. Tout mon corps se raidi lorsqu'il se pencha, caressant mon épaule jusqu'à mon cou de l'apex de son nez, alors que ses souffles chauds picotaient ma peau. "Vous n'êtes pas simplement une simple humaine... vous êtes mon humaine." Il souligna avant que je ne sente ses lèvres se séparer et la pointe de ses crocs contre ma peau. La couverture n'est pas la mienne. *** Histoire originale par: alienfrommars SUIVEZ-MOI SUR INSTAGRAM pour des illustrations originales de personnages: @authoralienfrommars Serveur Discord: https://discord.gg/tbS4rKec3e

alienfrommars · Fantasy

La passion de mon mari

Elle était la fille d'un ploutocrate, une élite aux multiples identités, connue et respectée de tous; elle était une jeune fille issue d'une famille riche, qui était prétentieuse et sans honte, détestée de tous. Après être revenue à la vie en tant qu'elle, elle a vaincu le mauvais homme et la garce angélique, s'est vengée du méchant qui l'a tuée, a épousé l'homme le plus noble, est entrée dans la relation la plus douce et a stupéfié le monde! Reporter, "M. Leach, quelle est votre chose préférée dans le monde?" Benson, "Jill." Reporter, "M. Leach, qu'aimez-vous le plus faire chaque jour?" Benson sourit, "Dormir avec Jill dans mes bras la nuit." Juliana: ...

Leyla Zhang · Urban

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