Obey Me Shall We Date

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

For over three years, my kid brother's early-morning playing sessions always woke me up as early as 5 AM. 26th February was different. I woke up very late. Matt was nowhere to be found, neither was his guitar.

"Yes Daddy!" She groaned yet again as my palm hit her bottom for the sixth time. "That's good, I want to make your ass permanently red and you won't be able to sit down at work for days." I paused after the eighth spank and ran my palm over her reddening cheeks. "You have a lovely backside. I think I'm going to have to spank you quite often to keep you in check, and I'm looking forward to doing just that." **** Reincarnated... Yes I might have. System? No I didn't get that thing... But I got something better, a talent that let me make love with women and grow stronger! Watch me rise to power while building an army of women through the multiverse, parallel universes and beyond! For this is my calling!

If he can exude that much power, he is the only one fit for the journey. A man like a diety himself, sky blue eyes a man cannot behold. A perfect body soul and spirit. join Dave on a journey to oblivion. The first few chapters might be cringe but trust me, it gets better. 😉🤗

"You are weak! I can't stand you anymore!" Stephan Blackwood, was treated like a bag of scam by his in-laws. Even his wife Magdalena, who used to be his first and only love, gave up on him and asked for divorce to marry an old rich man. None of them knew that Stephan was secretly the inheritor of the millionaire Clark Blackwood. Through sheer determination and unwavering ambition, he rises to become a billionaire, amassing immense power and influence. Years later, Stephan resurfaces, now a formidable figure in society. Armed with wealth and resources, he meticulously plots his revenge against Magdalena, his ex-wife and her influential family The Rivers, believing they were responsible for his past suffering. He intends to dismantle their lives as they had done to him. "Sir, it appears that Magdalena's current circumstances are far from what we expected. She does not reside in the Rivers mansion or live a life of privilege. In fact, she resides alone in a dilapidated house in one of the poorest areas of the city." “We are afraid, sir, that we have noticed some signs of sexual assault on the lady’s body.” “WHAT?” As Stephan delves deeper into his investigation, he uncovers a series of hidden truths that gradually chip away at his certainty. Clues and revelations emerge, suggesting that Magdalena may have been innocent all along. Doubt creeps into his heart, challenging his assumptions and forcing him to reevaluate his plans and find the real villain of the story...

Alex Verlaine was a walking, talking blood-bag who only existed to donate plasma to his ailing brother-in-law. His selfless love for his wife is repaid by betrayal and his sacrifices mocked and ridiculed by his mother-in-law. But when Alex discovers his wife never loved him and is already in the arms of another man, he casts his veil aside and reveals his true identity as the Legendary Miracle Maker. They treated him like a servant, now he is back to make them kneel like slaves. They called him a penniless loser, only to discover that he was the wealthiest man in Alexandria. "Just who are you really?" Felicia asked in a trembling voice, her face rapidly losing color. Alex looked into her hazel eyes and breathed like a man possessed, "I am the God you will kneel to from tonight, or watch your whole world burn to ash. I am Alexandria's beating heart, and the only one who can save your dying brother." Felicia clasped her hands, falling to her knees in submission. "Please forgive me. I was wrong to insult you. My family needs you. Please give me another chance!" Alex grabbed her face, squeezing her flushed cheeks, and whispered in a husky voice, "Then beg me like you mean it!"

“What the hell is going on!” Axel lost it demanding a response. “I am breaking up with you!” He stares at her as though she had grown horns trying to decipher the words that slipped from her lips. “Can you hear yourself? What is wrong with you?” He spat with utter frustration and hurt which she didn’t seem to care about one bit. “It’s over between us. We can’t be together. I am tired of having to make compromises. Being with you is a liability I can no longer live with—” she trails off. ••• Betrayed and left for dead, Axel Storm rises from the ashes with a mysterious ring that holds the key to his family's legacy and his own vengeance. After a brutal humiliation, Axel must get revenge while harness his power and wealth.

Two weapons clanged. A sturdy long stick with a large mace on top was swayed aside by a strong female warrior. With her short reddish hair and a menacing yell, she trusted her chain mace towards a tall girl with a long pointy tail and protruding fangs. She barely dodged her attack, throwing her body to the ground of the arena. The audience behind the flimsy fence roared and cheered in a frenzy. They were packed tight around the rocky walls, thirsting for blood. The fallen girl heaved, holding her weapon tight. Standing up, she narrated, "Someone once joked 'Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company'. Only fools can believe this to be true." Her opponent cackled with a smirk, ready for another attack. "Do you want to know what it's like down here? Well, let me tell you.” The woman in question entered this world as a very old and very ill woman. Surrounded by her loved ones, she closed her eyes and entered a hell-like dimension. It resembled a large city floating on a lake of lava, called Helltown. With very little resources, she had to find a way to survive. Luckily, there was hope. The woman used a spell to become a beautiful young woman with super strength. Disguised, she fought demons, escaped the slums, ended up in a brothel and then as a gladiator in an arena. With many enemies and shifty allies, she finally managed to catch a break and get to the top floors, where the intrigues truly start. Along the way, we learn more about her life on Earth and the possible reasons for her being there. Can she stay sane among such evil? What is Helltown, and does it affect the life on Earth? A lot, actually.

" Finally, I have found you guys" he paused before he continued " After hunting for you all this while, you guys can't escape any longer" " Who are you? And why have you been hunting for us?" I asked him while watching his every move " You don't need to know who I am but I was hunting for you because you are the key, the key that was hidden for sixteen years. THE SECRET KEY I burst out laughing "What's funny?" He asked puzzled " We don't know what you are saying about Hyacinth being the secret key but you are forgetting something very important" "What is that?" " We are the HUNTERS NOT THE HUNTED"

"You think a loser like you could ever have me?" Selena sneered, flipping her hair as she clung to Derek’s arm. Jason's heart pounded in his chest. He had done everything for Selena—her homework, her errands, even covered for her when she skipped class. And now, she was throwing it all in his face, laughing at him in front of the entire campus. "You’re pathetic, Jason. You’ll never be good enough for someone like Selena," Derek added, smirking. That night, drowning in anger and humiliation, Jason scrolled through his phone, only to see a strange app appear on his screen. "The Game of Kings"—he hadn’t downloaded it, but it was there, glowing like a beacon. Curious, he tapped it. A message popped up: "Enter your name to begin. Rise or fall—it’s your choice." Jason hesitated, then typed his name. The screen flashed. "Level 1 complete. Claim your reward: $2,000,000 or continue playing?" His breath caught. Two million grand? Was this a dream? His bank app confirmed it—his balance had skyrocketed overnight. Now, with wealth and power at his fingertips, Jason isn’t just playing to win. He’s playing to change his fate. Will he use the game to take down Derek and make Selena regret ever betraying him? Or will he realize that the true game is much bigger than revenge?