Rip Curl Wet Bag

One quiet night in Shanghai, Haoran found a strange cigarette on the wet pavement. Its edges were darkened, but it wasn’t burnt. A thin, silvery mist curled from it, almost like it was alive. Curious, he lit it and took a slow drag. The taste was bitter, metallic wrong. A sharp pain spread through his chest, like fire and ice fighting inside him. He coughed hard, but the smoke didn’t leave. Instead, it thickened, twisting into the air like living shadows. Then, from the swirling smoke, something took shape, a tall figure with glowing ember eyes and skin made of shifting ash. Its voice was deep and heavy, like burning coal. “You have awakened me,” it said. “Now, your fate is sealed.” Haoran’s hands shook, the cigarette still between his fingers. He thought he had just found an old cigarette. Instead, he had inhaled something far more dangerous.

The protagonist, ripped from his world, is planted in another. With nothing but raw determination and a lingering hope, he steps into the labyrinth a cruel trial to forge survivors.

"I can't be your meal..." Jacquelyn pleaded, trying to reason with the man who was supposedly her husband. His grin widened, curling into a mischievous smile, revealing his razor-sharp fangs. "And why is that?" he asked. Jacquelyn knew she had to use her brain with this one. "I am your wife... you can't eat me," she said, hoping to appeal to whatever humanity was left in him. "Makes it even better," was his cold response. Jacquelyn's legs trembled; she couldn't think of any culture or tradition where it was acceptable for a husband to eat his own wife. "And...." "And?" He prompted, with an encouraging sweet smile. "And I'm wet..." -------- Long, long ago, when Creatures of the Night ruled supreme and stood at the top of the food chain, a princess, Jacquelyn Avignon lived in the isolated part of the palace. Away from humans and even her own family. Cursed, they said. Queen killer, they called her. Bad omen, they crowned her. Until she was sent to be the bride of the Vampire King. A vampire king who enjoys his own peace and twisted sense of humor. Living life as the supreme sovereign, finds a princess who knows nothing about his supremacy at his doorstep, claiming to be his little wife. What happens when a cursed princess, afraid of blood, desperate to be with her family and to be loved back, crashes into the peaceful world of a vampire king? Her first target, turn her husband into a vegetarian. What about when Jacquelyn realizes that the world around her is more than just sunshine and good sleep but that hell is empty and the devils are here... in human form? She has to watch her back! For fans of; Forbidden love, dark fantasy, ancient curses and prophecy, strong willed and resilient female leads, grey men, dark humor, betrayals, marked mates, and star-crossed love, this book is for you. Other works by the same author: 1. Kitanna (Completed) 2. A Royal Mismatch: The Trouble With Prince Charming (Spin-off of Kitanna, Completed) 3. The Hitman's Sunshine (Completed)

"You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

Published, titled "In My Time, You're All I Have" On the third day of their romance, Gu Yu cornered Tang Yuran in a nook, watching her with a mischievous and leisurely smile, "I want to be with you." "Huh?" Tang Yuran looked at him with a bewildered face, stammering, "Aren't we... aren't we already together?" "What I mean is, from body to soul, from our hair tips to our fingertips, to be together fully, without any blind spots." Gu Yu's lips curled into a naughtily amused smile. "But... it's only been three days since we made it official..." "So?" Gu Yu lowered his head, kissing the corner of her lips, murmuring, "But in my heart, you've been there for many years now..."

She was just an ordinary high school girl, yet a whimsical decision on his part had suddenly made her 'the teacher's favorite' in everyone's eyes. The devil's affection was more than she could stomach—so she packed her bags and decided to leave! "Honey, we promised to love each other until the end of time. How can you sneak away first?" he pleaded. "Sorry, my ex-husband, I'm married now. Please, get lost!"

Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy. But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come. The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner. “What the… what the hell is this?” Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned. Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive. Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.

In a world where power is a privilege, a boy unknowingly becomes the key to humanity’s greatest secret—only to have it ripped away. After regaining his stolen abilities and uncovering the truth behind his parents’ murder, he embarks on a relentless path of vengeance, manipulating the very system that created him. But as he topples the forces that seek to control power, he must decide: will he rule over the chaos, or erase himself to restore balance?

She ran, for her life. Sage would often say she couldn't care less if she died but she wasn't ready, not yet. She ran not just for her life, but for her happiness, for her soul. She ran in to the wind with her dark curls waving in the air, and refused to jump at the sudden sound of thunder of the flash of lightning though she really was scared. She refused to slip on the damp ground and be caught in the rain, and be caught by them.

Michael doesn't like rain one bit, he didn't like the feeling of being cold and wet. he didn't like the aftermath of rain either, but with a certain girls wish, it seems like a 'little' rain is the least of his worries.

At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy! But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out. And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…

"You wouldn't force me, would you? I thought you hated me," I plead. "I do," Matthew hisses, his eyes flashing dangerously as he rips open my dress. Sarah Wilson's dreams of a perfect marriage shatter as Matthew's hatred for her is revealed on their wedding night. She had always loved him in secret, but now she realizes the ultimate truth - he despises her. Will Matthew ever see past his bitterness and realize they are meant to be together? Or will he make Sarah suffer until death finally separates them?

Kaijuu Ryu wakes up in another world, as he learns more and more he finds out it's no picnic. As soon as he achieves some mild success everything get ripped away from him, forcing him to flee to another country. When he gets there he saves the King of the Shadowfall Kingdom's Life. Even though he is considered as overpowered, unexpected events conspire to bring about his downfall, proving that no matter how strong someone becomes there's always a way to take them down.

Sitting in class Lenna can only think about how much she wants to rip someones heart out. People have red orbs in they're chests. An unquenchable hunger folows her. She is throughed into a world full of questions and mysteries were she is one of them.

Edmund was walking back home, when he encountered a cat that suddenly floats and move towards him. The cat gave him the RPG System that allows him to work and complete quests set by the system or the cat to gain points to upgrade himself. From completing mundane quests like helping the neighbor's cat get down from a tree to more extreme quests all the relieve the cat's boredom. (Author's note: This is my first time writing so don't rip me apart if the plot doesn't make sense and also I'm writing this story in my free time so the schedule won't be good sorry ¬_¬) (Also the story is kinda fluid so some of the tags and genre might change maybe idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

A young man named Rinero is suddenly ripped out of his comfortable village life by the mysterious mage Zetarnu and sets out on a dangerous quest.

Overnight, the world's common sense changed. But then... "It's common sense that erect penises are cared for with wet pussies, right?" "Customer, shall I milk it for you? Or would you like to milk it yourself?" "We promised when we were young! That I'd become your ona**le!" This is more enjoyable than I thought? Harem | Erotic | Incest

Sophia Hart has suffered so long before she was granted death. But now she back. Back with a bang. Fake family, conspiracy...Pssh, I can handle them with my left pinky. Just let me earn some money for myself to spend it. "Here, take this card," a handsome man tried to handover black card. "Don't you know it's fun to spend your own money," Sophia smirked and ran off. He shook his head and followed her. Even if it was to carry her shopping bags, he would stay with her. A revenge drama of a young lady who didn't realise she is now doted.

a bastard son of the king who craves for his birth right, a wanted assasin who enters the wrong country with a forbidden mark on her chest, forbidden romance, intense training and bag of tears, this novel is sure enough to make anyone crave for more, Lee Kwon is the illegitimate child of the king, isolated, rejected and alone, by chance he meets Eun Chen, a masked assasin who is popular for her killing spree and who is out for revenge against the royal family for killing her mother, when this two meet, they are both in a situation, in a gain and loss situation, will they preserve at the end, if you want to know, stay tuned to the royal bastard is my marionette

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

Alex a rich guy that got his money from inheritance with no family but a lot of money but that did not matter at the end of the world his mansion raided for supplies and he taken as a slave he has seen and heard many horrendous things finally five years of being a slave he got his chance opened the gate of and let in zombies killing hundreds of survivors and slaves seeing all the death he didn’t feel anything he was already dead soon he was devoured by zombies and ripped apart

And then the door creaked open. Startled, Mack’s eyes flew open, and his heart nearly stopped when he turned around. Standing in the doorway, completely unapologetic—and completely naked—was Fred. "Mind if I join you?" Fred’s voice was low, teasing, yet undeniably commanding. Mack’s face flushed scarlet, his hands instinctively pulling up to shield himself. "What the hell are you doing?" he stammered, his voice cracking. Fred stepped into the room with a languid grace, the steam curling around him as if it were drawn to his presence. His dark eyes locked onto Mack’s, a mischievous glint playing in their depths. "You didn’t lock the door," Fred replied, his tone shameless as he stepped closer. "That doesn't give you the right to enter," Mack argued. "Calm down, Mack. Besides, it’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.” "Y-you haven’t!” Mack’s voice pitched higher, but his protests were drowned by the heat creeping up his neck and the rapid pounding of his heart. Fred moved closer to him, his proximity intoxicating. Mack’s breath hitched as Fred reached out, his fingers grazing his shoulder before trailing along his arm. "Relax," Fred murmured, his voice smooth as silk. "You’re wound up too tight." Mack’s body betrayed him when he felt his touch. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Fred. Fred’s gaze softened for a brief moment, his smirk fading into something more intimate. “Do I make you nervous, Mack?” Mack’s lips parted, but no words came out. He couldn’t answer, couldn’t think—not when Fred leaned closer, his breath warm against Mack’s flushed skin. "What are you doing, Fred? I-I am your teacher. At least, have some res..." Fred silenced him with a kiss. He wrapped his arms around Mack's wet body and moved his hands to his naked butts, pressing them softly as he could, his desires almost coming to the surface. He broke their kiss and with a teasing smile on Fred's face, he said "Well, see who can't resist my touch." Mack became embarrassed and playfully hit his shoulder as he tried to hide his face. . . . . [The picture was taken from Pinterest. If you're the owner and you would like to take it down, kindly contact me on IG: novar_ei. Thank you.]

Dunia magis dimana banyak para ahli berada... Pondasi huruhara adalah sebuah organisasi (Paguyuban) yang memiliki beberapa anggota dengan macam macam ahli dan kemampuan unik. kisah cerita akan berfokus ke petualangan Yaq dan Bag seorang ahli yang mempunyai kekuatan petir..

Lila Hart is not interested in gold and prestige instead of appreciating the world of which she is part already, she is tired of her picture-perfect marriage. An outburst of emotions follows after she starts an illicit romance with her husband most cute and vibes giving secretary. However, as the lovers draw closer, Lila learns a disturbing revelation which could fracture her universe. Lila becomes pregnant and is caught in a web between the man she promised fidelity to and the man who now burns through her heart and she knows that one decision could rip her life apart.

The unseen, ancient barrier, which had stood between the world of men and the realm of hell, had crumbled. Wounds and Tears—portals ripping through the fabric of reality—appeared by the thousands, unleashing demon hordes. Countries were razed, mighty armed forces vanquished, and millions were slaughtered in the inferno. Yet, the Prince of Heaven did not intend for mankind to face extinction. The Divine Interface appeared, granting powerful relics to worthy individuals, relics capable of wreaking havoc against demonkind in ways that earthly weapons could not. Pierre Acre, a professor at Everett University in a backwater town, in a backwater state, was chosen. His relic: a coin.

"yes thank you" I said smiling to the shopkeeper bending over to pick up the bags of groceries when suddenly I felt a person behind me when I turned around to see there was a tall boy who also stared at me looking as if he lost the right moment to talk to me. "hi" he said "mmm hi" I said sounding weird on purpose. making a face like do I know you . understanding my expression he said " I am one of Karim's (my brother) friend" I knew that infact I even knew his name I was just acting like I didn't to not make him think I was aware of him or something like that. but I didn't think he would recognize me let alone talk to me. "oh rightttt " "do you need help with that" he said pointing at the bags. "oh no it's okay but thank you" I said smiling awkwardly . he nodded after a few seconds of silence he said bye and left leaving me blushing .

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!

Roderic stepped forward, his expression a mix of irritation and wariness. "Lysandra's methods are unorthodox, but they're effective," he said, his tone clipped. "You'll find no one better at scouting or taking down a target." "I can see that," Alaric replied, his lips curling into a faint, smile. "Though I imagine her sharp tongue is just as deadly as her blade." Lysandra crossed her arms, her smirk returning despite the weight of the knights' stares. "You have no idea."

"You keep playing like I won't fuck the shit outta you" Ra smirked, studying Samiyah's body slowly. "We don't do empty threats here Ra," Samiyah smiled, biting her bottom lip slightly. Without saying a word, Ra reached over and grabbed Samiyah's neck. "Empty threats?" He questioned rhetorically. With his free hand, Ra snaked it down her stomach and into her pants. "Ra.." Samiyah whimpered as he made contact with her wet secret. *this book contains a series of flashbacks* there's always a little bit of truth in my stories. I hope you guys enjoy:)