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Bel Air

Wizard: The Emperor of Magic.

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.
Alex_kingstone · 8.8K Views

Contract Marriage with My Secret Partner in Crime

Zephany Draven is a shy, clumsy celebrity journalist who is constantly ridiculed for not getting the big scoops. She is soft-spoken and easily intimidated, so she looks weak. However, behind closed doors, she's Eclipse, an altogether tougher, loud-mouthed agent and quite ruthless and efficient. Kendrick Montclair is a gentle, positive artist who loves his family and remains optimistic despite his struggles. His gentle nature makes him easy to take advantage of. But secretly, he's Obscura, a cold, ruthless agent who is efficient and silent. Both work as partners in a secret organization that preserves hidden truths erased by governments, yet they remain completely unaware of each other's true identities. Their goal is to reach the highest level of clearance to access classified information. But just when they're on the verge of success, they fail. Then, a mysterious man appears with an offer—a contract marriage in exchange for the information they desperately seek. Trapped with no alternative, they sign the deal, having no idea that they just married their secret partner in crime. But neither expected what would happen next. ------------- Kendrick and Zephany sat by the glass wall, waiting for their food when a car suddenly crashed through. Kendrick pulled Zephany to safety just in time, but both got small cuts from the broken glass. "Are you okay?" they asked, checking each other. To their astonishment, the cuts healed before their eyes. Their minds raced. "Beside me, the only person I know who has that ability is." "No! She can't be that loud, short-tempered woman!" "No! He can't be that silent, obnoxious man!" "Did I marry my secret partner in crime?" They both shuddered at the thought.
Air_Ace · 290K Views

ผมมีบ้านผีสิง

รถวิญญาณที่ส่งกลิ่นเหม็นจอดอยู่หน้าประตู เสียงลูกแก้วกระทบกันดังมาจากเพดาน มีคนเดินไปมาในระเบียงทางเดิน ห้องข้างๆ เหมือนมีคนกำลังตัดอะไรบางอย่าง กลอนประตูห้องนอนสั่นเบาๆ ก๊อกน้ำในห้องน้ำถูกปิดแน่นแล้ว แต่ยังคงหยดติ๊กๆ ไม่หยุด ใต้เตียงมีบางอย่างคล้ายลูกบอลกลิ้งไปมาอย่างรางๆ รอยเท้าเปียกน้ำค่อยๆ ปรากฏบนพื้นทีละรอย กำลังค่อยๆ เคลื่อนเข้ามาใกล้ ตีสามของรุ่งสาง เฉินเกอกำมีดครัวซ่อนตัวอยู่ข้างเครื่องทำความร้อน โทรศัพท์ในมือเพิ่งต่อสาย "เจ้าของบ้าน! นี่คือสิ่งที่คุณบอกว่าตอนกลางคืนมันคึกคักนิดหน่อยเหรอ?!"
I Fix Air-Conditioner · 12.5K Views

Dragon King: Throne of Demons and Gods

"The Demon Lords are bringers of destruction, and among them, I am the strongest." The Demon King has fallen, slain by the Hero in a battle that shook the heavens. After this, humanity knew a long era of peace and prosperity, with the hero now at the top of the world. Fifty years after the battle, the demon race is resurfacing, but now with the throne empty, they must fight for the emergence of the new Demon King. Meanwhile, the humans are preparing for the rise of the next hero who will oppose their archenemies. Born as a mere stable boy in a lower-class noble household, Bel has lived his life tending to the noble gardens, pruning roses for banquets he would never attend. He is nothing more than a lowly servant in a world ruled by noble bloodlines and magic. However, his fate changes when a demon attack devastates the household. As flames consume the estate, Bel is about to be executed in front of his master when their leader, a great demon, recognizes him as a member of a powerful species of monsters that had disappeared before the ascent of the previous Demon King. She calls him by his true name, awakening his true blood. The demon, intrigued by this discovery, decides to spare him out of curiosity and pity. Having learned about Bel’s true nature, his master, rather than executing him, chooses instead to bring him into the heart of his household, seeing in him an opportunity to elevate his family’s standing by binding a powerful being to his service. But power cannot be shackled forever, and among them, the one in Bel's blood is the most dangerous.
Yalatola · 212.7K Views

I Was Reincarnated, So I Became The Corrupting Witch In The Dungeon!

Airi was the first ever baby born with PGAD, which was worse than a curse for those who cared about her. She grew up feeling arousal constantly, but she never knew what to do with it. Then, she accidentally clicked a link on her phone, which took her to a hentai manga about a certain magical girl named Aurora. It didn't take long until Airi fell in love with the manga, and most importantly, her obsession with Aurora and corruption started. Airi never felt this aroused as when she was reading the Corruption hentai. For her whole life, she thought that everyone felt the same way she did. It was always kept from her that she was born with PGAD. For the first time in her life, Airi couldn't stand the constant feeling of arousal because of how intense it was after seeing Aurora give in to darkness. Airi started masturbating every day, then started masturbating a few times every day, and then she started masturbating constantly. Her lust slowly started ripping her life apart. She started losing control, masturbating in public places, in the school bathroom, and even in the classroom. She never felt any remorse after doing those things to herself and the ones who loved her. She didn't become like that when she grew up - She was always like that. One night, she was reading the hentai manga that started everything. There was a new chapter. She started reading. Deep inside, she knew that something big was about to come. And then, the once-magical girl, now the one corrupting magical girl, Aurora, finally appeared. She corrupted the new magical girls, and Airi couldn't help but be aroused, just like always. It was the nail in the coffin. Airi masturbated for the whole night and morning until her body gave up. She had a cardiac arrest and passed away in the middle of a masturbation session.
Yukinoqbest · 11.3K Views

A season of love

Spring It was Shrove Tuesday. Nebel had just entered the corso, already at dark, and as she unpacked a bundle of streamers, she looked at the carriage ahead. Missed from a face she hadn't seen the afternoon Previously, he asked his companions: -Who is it? She doesn't look ugly. -A demon! She is gorgeous. She think she is the niece, or something like that, of the doctor Arrizabalaga. She arrived yesterday, it seems to me ... Nébel then fixed her eyes intently on the beautiful creature. She was a still a very young girl, perhaps no more than fourteen, but completely nubile. She had, under her very dark hair, a face of supreme whiteness, of that matt white and satin that is the exclusive patrimony of very fine. Long blue eyes, losing towards the temples in the circle of his black lashes of hers. Maybe a little apart, what gives, under a forehead smooth, air of great nobility or great stubbornness. But her eyes, like this, they filled that blooming countenance with the light of her beauty. And feeling them Nebel stopped a moment in his, he was dazzled. “What a charm!” He murmured, standing still with one knee over the man. Surrey cushion. A moment later the streamers were flying towards victory. Both carriages were already linked by the bridge hanging of ribbons, and the one who caused it smiled from time to time at the gallant boy. But that already came to the lack of respect for people, coachman and even carriage: over the shoulder, head, whip, fender, streamers they rained incessantly. So much so that the two people sitting in the back They returned and, rather than smiling, examined the spender carefully. “Who are they?” Asked Nebel in a low voice. —Dr. Arrizabalaga; true that you do not know. The other is the mother of your girl ... She's the doctor's sister-in-law. As if in pursuit of the exam, Arrizabalaga and the lady smiled at each other frankly before that exuberance of youth, Nébel believed in the duty to greet them, to which the triplet responded with jovial condescension. This was the beginning of an idyll that lasted three months, and to which Nébel contributed how much adoration there was in her passionate adolescence. While She continued the privateering, and in Concordia it lasts until incredible hours, Nebel incessantly stretched his arm forward, so well that the The cuff of his shirt, detached, danced over his hand. The next day the scene was replayed; and how this time the corso was resumed at night with a battle of flowers, Nébel exhausted in a quarter of hour four huge baskets. Arrizabalaga and the lady laughed, turning often, and the young woman hardly took her eyes off Nebel. East he cast a desperate look at his empty baskets; more about him Surrey cushion there was still one left, a poor bouquet of evergreens and jasmine of the country. Nebel jumped with him over the surrey wheel, he nearly dislocated an ankle, and running to victory, panting, drenched in sweat and excitement on the surface, he handed the bouquet to the young woman. She searched recklessly another, but she didn't have it. Her companions laugh. "But crazy!" Her mother told him, pointing to her chest, "there you have one!" The carriage started at a trot. Nebel, who had come down from the stirrup, afflicted, he ran and reached for the bouquet the young woman held out to him, her body almost out of the car. Nébel had arrived three days ago from Buenos Aires, where he was finishing his baccalaureate. He had been there for seven years, so his Knowledge of the current society of Concordia was minimal. He should stay still fifteen days in his hometown, enjoyed peacefully of soul, if not of body; and lo and behold, from the second day he lost all the serenity of him.
Cyra_Champ · 2.8K Views
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