Okami Brush Techniques Novels & Stories

“Give me one year to win your heart, Lucius,” she pleads. “Just one year. And if at the end I fail… I’ll step down as Luna and let you take another woman in my place.” ********** In her past life, Violet’s husband Adrian pretended to love her for three years but only used her as a blood bank to save his true mate, ultimately taking her heart and ending her life. Reborn and wiser, Violet refuses to be anyone’s victim. This time, she’s choosing her own mate: Adrian’s half-brother, the untamed, dangerous Lucius. But their past is poisoned. Two years of rejection, hatred, and betrayal stand between them and Adrian is determined to make her suffer. So Violet stakes everything on a single, daring deal: one year to seduce Lucius, claim her place as Luna… or lose everything. Lucius agrees, convinced he can never want her but one brush of her skin, one lingering look, and one impossible kiss after another makes him question everything. With Adrian, the man who betrayed her once, still plotting her downfall and Lucius’s scheming concubine doing everything to claim him, can Violet survive?

Koishi 22 years old there was a time he was a famous painter in the past, but because of personal reasons, he left the painting on the white canvas. The smell of fresh paint he used to love he hates the most. Now just living a normal life as a pizza delivery guy. On the other side Takeshi, famous for his dark theme paintings filled with lust and greed showed in them. Not much is know about the secret painter to anyone. The paintings can give anyone a nightmare story behind it still they are in lusted to buy the beauty of it. The day they cross the path for the tainted forbidden love the promise that was made in the past has to be fulfilled now. "I want you to paint for me," Takeshi said looking down at Koishi the hands that were tied up in bed. "Well, start it once again or-"Takeshi paused pulling the door open as a familiar person falls down. "Or I will paint the canvas with your love" Takeshi smirks as the horror-filled his Koishi eyes hearing a thud right in front of his leg. What will Koishi do now? Painting in the while sheet of the canvas or let it tamed by the blood he onces cared. The single stroke of the brush will tell you every single story. "Why did you run away from me a year ago?"

She was nothing more than a burden—until they sold her. Jade’s life was already a cage of cruelty. Orphaned, mistreated, and forced into servitude by the only family she had left, she existed rather than lived. But on the night they dragged her from the attic and handed her over like property, she realized the true depth of their betrayal. Now, Jade finds herself in the terrifying clutches of Alpha Ragnar—ruthless, cold, and dangerously powerful. With dangerous eyes and a voice that commands submission, Ragnar doesn’t offer freedom or kindness. Only rules. And she’s expected to obey. But Jade is no ordinary omega. Beneath her quiet suffering, she’ll discover a power she never knew she possessed—one that refuses to be caged. And as fate would have it, Alpha Ragnar is her fated mate. To him, she’s just a mistake, a plaything. An object to be tossed aside. To her, she doesn’t want to belong to him. She wants freedom. Yet his touch—every brush of his skin—ignites something fierce inside her that she doesn’t want to admit. The mate bond is undeniable. With enemies closer than allies and danger more common than comfort, can love bloom in the midst of control and chaos? Or will breaking free from him be the only way to find the happily ever after she deserves?

I thought rejection was the worst pain a wolf could endure. I was wrong. The night Damon Calder left me marked but unclaimed, he shattered me. My body burned for him, my wolf howled for him—but he walked away without looking back. Now fate has decided to twist the knife deeper. My mother has married his father. Which makes the boy who broke me…the stepbrother who haunts me across the dinner table. The bond between us is half-finished, raw and vicious, clawing through my veins. Every brush of his hand, every stolen glance, every growled word drags me closer to the edge I swore I’d never cross again. But Damon isn’t just my ex-mate. He’s the outlaw Alpha’s son. Dangerous. Reckless. Marked by secrets that could burn us all alive. I should stay away. I should hate him for what he did. But when his storm-gray eyes lock on mine and his voice drops low enough for only me to hear— “Run to whoever you want, Lyric. Your wolf will crawl back to me.” I realize the truth. No matter how hard I fight it… I’m already his.

"Tell me what you would permit Nina." He snuck his hand around her neck, gripping her in a loose, but possessive hold. Nina forgot how to breath for a moment, her body unexpectedly reacting to him. "Would you let me touch you here?" He slowly moved his hand away from her neck, and trailed it down her body, feeling the dip in her waist and the curve of her hips. He then went up again until he got to the swell of her breasts. "Here Nina. Will you?" He slowly grazed the swell of her breasts, his hand almost not touching them, but she could feel it move along, and she was surprised at the anticipation it built within her. "Answer me, baby girl." He just let his palm brush over them a little. "Yes..." ***** After being rejected by her mate, and then forced by the people she call parents, Nina had no choice but to marry the infamous Alpha of the Night howler's pack to pay up her father's debts. She had heard nothing but scary things about this man, Alpha Ezra! But what happens when he turns out to be the dream she never dared to dream about?

Before the holidays, I visit an authorized car dealership to conduct an inspection. Having noticed that the flowers at the entrance aren't arranged properly, I decide to move them. Suddenly, a man clad in a suit and wears a manager's lapel tosses me a broom haughtily. "You must be the new intern, yeah? Today, the CEO will be conducting an inspection here. You'd better clean every inch of this place meticulously. Even the washrooms must be spick and span!" I don't bother moving an inch. My brows are tangled in a frown as I sink in deep thought. I never told anyone about my arrival today. How did this manager find out about my schedule, to begin with? Upon realizing that I'm not moving, the man hurls a piece of dirty rag at my face immediately. "I'll have you know that I'm your superior here! You can forget about using the Gen-Z workplace techniques on me! "If you slack off one more time, I'll fire you right away!" After graduating from college, I've just started learning the ropes in my family's company for half a year before my dad decides to assign me to a branch company. He even issues me an ultimatum. I'll only get to go home whenever I produce some actual results. Here I am, worried about how I'm going to exert my authority and prove myself to my dad, when the perfect catalyst just comes knocking on my door.

In a kingdom where loving him is treason…he kissed me like it was war.. “Why the hell do you care?!”. Iver’s voice trembled, more ache than anger. The Alpha king was the last man he expected to worry about him, especially as an exiled head warrior. Faiz’s control slipped, as he took a tentative step towards him. “What am I to you? Huh?!”. Iver’s voice rose up a notch. “You…you are…”. Faiz faltered, then snapped. “Fuck it!”. In a heartbeat, he was pinned to the wall, Faiz gripping his face with both hands, like a treasure he would kill to keep. Faiz crashed his lips to his. The kiss was desperate, addictive and utterly forbidden. Nothing existed except the heat between them, as time fractured. An exiled warrior. A ruthless Alpha king. A forbidden bond one can neither escape. Faiz rules with an iron hand, and a heart frozen by duty. But the moment Iver’s defiant eyes meet his, control shatters. Every brush of skin feels like surrender… Political unrest mounts within shadows as enemies circle closer. Yet the greatest danger was behind closed doors- when the Alpha king stops fighting his desires, and Iver stops pretending the bond doesn’t matter… But in Drathmoor loyalty is a weapon and love between two men is forbidden…

When 22 year old Elena Rossi accidentally witnesses a cold-blooded mafia execution, ruthless don Dominic Valenti should silence her forever. Instead, with one heated gaze and a whispered threat "Your silence binds you to me, little one” he spares her life, igniting a forbidden obsession neither can escape. Tormented by the dangerous age gap and his own darkness, Dominic takes Elena captive in his lavish estate, surrounding her with guards and iron rules meant to keep her safe... and him in control. But every locked door, every brush of proximity, every jealous glare only fans the flames. As rival families circle and secrets from Dominic’s bloody past surface, Elena discovers the devastating price of his protectionand a betrayal that shatters her trust. Fleeing the man who has become both monster and addiction, Elena is seized by his enemies, forcing Dominic to unleash hell to reclaim her. Rescued amid rivers of blood, their passion finally explodes, binding them in ways deeper and more irreversible than either imagined. Yet just as Elena chooses to stand beside the devil who owns her soul, a life-altering secret threatens to change everything... Will their dark love conquer the war closing in or destroy them both?

"Do I make you nervous, baby?" he whispered, close to her ear and her grip tightened on his shoulder."Tell me, baby... how do you feel? Do you remember the kiss we had...?""I trace my fingers across your thighs, grab the back of your neck and tightly and kiss you, you grab my face and lightly brush your lips across mine. Twirl your fingers through my hair and kiss me softly, kiss my lips, my jawline, my neck. Then bit my lip, I turn my face and pull you closer nibble on your ear and breathe hot air against your neck. Slide my hand up your stomach into your chest. I send shivers down your spine. You don't even know what you do to me." Hearing this increased her breathing. What is this man doing to her? She never felt this before not with any other man... why him? what is special in him?Before him, her life was so perfect... she had everything she ever wanted... money, fame and power. What more could a person need to survive in this world? Money right? She has it but he made her feel like.... out of this world.

My mom, Susan, had a habit of sending me to get her shopping. However, she would always leave out a zero when paying me back what was owed, blaming on her poor eyesight. I never minded. In fact, I would just cover the cost without another word. Then, Summer, my sister, had to throw shade. “Mom sends you money whenever she wants something. You never show us the actual costs, though. I bet you’re making a nice little profit off Mom behind our backs.” Susan smiled and didn’t even bother to defend me, as if confirming Summer’s accusations. My heart sank. Over the years, I had bought her things from major appliances to the smallest groceries, and each time, the payment she sent was short. Susan would just brush the whole thing off by saying, “Oh, my eyes aren’t what they used to be. My bad.” I had poured hundreds of thousands into her expenses, only to end up with a reputation as a thief who cheated her own family. When Susan sent me money for the New Year’s Eve catering, I simply booked food that fit the budget she paid for.