Fem Dom 소설 & 이야기

Jean Marie Vianney jeune garçon intelligent très mignon va user de son charme et jouer avec les sentiments de deux de ses conquêtes. Une guerre sans merci va prendre le dessus et coûter la vie à un des héros de même qu'à sa propre Famille.

I spent my whole life being Lucas DeLuca’s promised bride, his childhood shadow, the girl everyone believed would follow him anywhere. For twelve years, we planned the same future: the same family trial, the same city, the same fight to prove ourselves beyond our bloodlines. Then one night, Lucas changed his assignment to London for Vivian Castor and laughed that I would crawl after him before the seals closed. He was wrong. I stayed with the Rossi research program, burned the gift I had made for him, and chose the work I had bled for instead of the man who took my devotion for granted. Lucas thought my silence meant weakness. He thought my love made me easy to control. By the time he realized he was the one who couldn’t live without me, I was already gone. And I wasn’t about to run back into his arms. I was building my own kingdom.

"Don't make me do this, Iris." The muscles in his arms tensed a kilowatt as he clenched his fists into a tight ball. I could feel the primal strength they exuded, and the slutty urge to be subdued roughly by them simmered between the cream of my lower lips. I slammed my lips roughly against his, drawing in a long noisy kiss to make his shaft budge against my lower abdomen. "Show no mercy." Iris Sawyer was forced to navigate her path through a supernatural world of angst and brute force. Stuck between a protracted pack war, she soon realized her survival depended on the side she took, or to use correctly, the kiss she accepted. In her quest to find an escape from the emotional turmoil of losing her parents at a tender age, she met Gustav, the Alpha from the Grey Moon Pack, who was mated to her by the Moon Goddess. Hell was a mild euphemism to describe the horror she met at the Grey Moon Pack. But as fate would redirect her steps, she met with the charming Lycan king from Crescent pack, Ludovic, Gustav's worst enemy. Gustav and Ludovic happen to be caught in a dark web of hatred for each other, and Iris was beginning to be another bone of contention between them. Will Iris be able to follow her heart and roost where it feels more secure? Will she be able to stand strong as she finds answers to all the questions plaguing her mind? Will love prevail in the end, or will blood settle the score?

On my third day driving for a ride-hailing app, I picked up a female passenger who was completely wasted. Early the next morning, the police knocked on my door. At the station, the woman pointed straight at my face and screamed, "It was this driver! He raped me while I was drunk in the car. I’m still bleeding down there!" Her boyfriend lunged at me, trying to punch me, but the officers restrained him. People at the station started pulling out their phones to record, shouting insults like "scumbag" and "pervert" at me. An officer who wore a gloomy face asked, "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" I calmly took off my baseball cap. I even thought about unbinding my chest. "Officer, there’s something I’m really curious about. I’m a woman. With what, exactly, would I have made her bleed?"

~She went to AlphaForge to avenge her brother. She never expected to fall for his killer.~ Devika has only one goal: become strong enough to take back the Nightvale Pack and make Alpha Jaxson pay for her brother’s death. Disguised as a boy, she enters the brutal AlphaForge Academy, where the ruthless son of her enemy, Vance, becomes both her greatest obstacle and her deepest temptation. One stolen moment shatters her disguise, one dangerous secret binds them, and one mark seals their fate. But when the truth about her brother’s death is revealed, Devika must choose between the revenge she has lived for and the mate bond she never wanted. War is coming. The prophecy has been spoken. Two Alphas, one of fire and one of ice, are destined to destroy each other or save their world. Now the final choice is….. will she kill her enemy who happens to be her mate, or will he kill her instead in a fit of rage when he learns she had a hand in his father’s death?

Ripped from her family at age six, Tova was taken away to the High King's Castle to grow up as his future bride. It was foretold that she would unite the four kingdoms under his rule. When she turns nineteen, the wedding is being planned and Tova begins to spend time with her betrothed. Finding him an angry, violent man, Tova begins to resent her prophesy and fight against it. When war threatens her safety, she is sent to serve her future husband in his war camp so she can be watched by the soldiers. When the High King goes missing right before their wedding, she is left with a choice: take the freedom that is being offered or fulfill her destiny.

Far from the world of Earth lies a vast realm of ancient kingdoms, each striving for power, stability, and survival amid ever-shifting alliances and rivalries. Bound by tradition, these kingdoms practice a unique marriage ritual that determines political ties and future heirs. When alliances are to be strengthened, princes from friendly realms gather in a grand ceremonial arena, where a chosen princess demonstrates her abilities—speed, strength, magic, or flight—while the princes pursue. Her eventual capture symbolizes destiny, unity, and the merging of two royal bloodlines. For two days, the princess and her chosen prince remain secluded, honoring the sacred customs that seal their kingdom’s bond. Afterward, she returns to her homeland to undergo traditional examinations confirming whether the alliance has borne fruit. If so, she journeys to her prince’s kingdom to complete the remaining steps of the ritual and prepare for the future of both realms. Through these time-honored customs, kingdoms rise or fall, heirs are shaped, and political landscapes shift—each marriage carrying the power to redraw borders, forge unity, or ignite new conflicts in a world that forever hungers for expansion.

The only thing that Raviora Martin has done is to borrow an enormous sum of money which led her into the gate of the lion's den. Adam Vitiello only wanted to accomplish is to find the one who slaughtered his entire family, until a rainy day occurred and she bumped with this enticing, prim and proper yet a kick-ass Raviora Martin. Adam never thought he would think of settling down with Raviora, but as their relationship became serious, multiple drawbacks began to happen as well as the twist and turns they unleashed in their chaotic lives.

As soon as I get off the surgical table after my miscarriage, my husband, Presley Quinn, sends me a text message. "You were ten cents short when you paid your share of the power bill this month. Transfer the money to me immediately." I can only sit on the cold bench in the hospital on my own. The anesthesia has yet to wear out, but my belly is already hurting so much that I can practically feel it constricting on itself. The next thing I know, a new post appears on my social media homepage. It's a post made by Vivienne Ashford, the intern Presley is in charge of tutoring. In the photo, Vivienne can be seen holding a bouquet of flowers folded from money bills. A bright and radiant smile blooms on her face. The four-leaf clover necklace adorning her neck is the same necklace I've seen in Presley's purchase history two days ago. The caption of the photo writes, "I don't want a lot of money. I want a ton of love instead." Only then do I remember that today is Valentine's Day as well as my fifth-year anniversary with Presley. Over the past five years, Presley and I have been splitting every single bill, down to two decimal places. If I take a shower for more than 20 minutes, Presley demands that I pay extra for the water heater's power bill. When I cook myself some supper in the middle of the night, Presley wants me to split the gas bill generated by the stove. Even when my mom is hospitalized due to kidney failure and is waiting for her surgical bills to be settled, Presley refuses to lend me a single cent. Instead, he sends me a few links leading to web loans. As I stare at the social media feed, I chuckle all of a sudden. It turns out that Presley does know how to spend money. It's just that he doesn't have the heart to spend it on me. I smile once again as I leave a like on the post. Then, I transfer the ten cents to Presley. From now on, I don't owe him any single penny.

Monalisa lost her parents at a very young age and was left under the custody of her aunt, who was hell-bent on punishing her for the wrongs committed by her parents. She grew up in her aunt's orphanage, being maltreated by all even the orphans there, but she chose to endure everything. That was until she saw a reason to leave, and that decision was her first mistake. Her second mistake --Falling for her ex-husband and having a child for him. She was abandoned in her time of need, her past came to hunt her and she was on the verge of ending her messed up life when a ray of hope came in. She encountered him once but he became her shadow for a very long time. She found a reason to live and things got better. Just when she decided to move on, Both mistakes returned to torture her. --Will she continue being the victim? --Her Shadow decides to make himself known, will he finally get what he desired for a very long time? --Will she set things right with one of her mistakes after years of neglect?