Feet Sucking

Our protagonist was once a world-famous Michelin-starred chef, known for his perfectionism, his arrogance, and his ability to turn any ingredient into culinary gold. He died tragically and wakes up in a high-magic fantasy world where... the food is absolute garbage. Here, people eat bland, tasteless mana-infused gruel because magic has made cooking obsolete. No one understands seasonings, textures, or proper culinary techniques. In noble households, food is just a status symbol, and commoners barely get by on unseasoned monster meat. But the protagonist has one thing in his favor—his stat screen.

His tendons severed in his hands and feet, he fused with the memories of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong, in a moment of utter despair. From then on, he defied the heavens and rose powerfully, unstoppable once he began.

He possesses unparalleled martial arts, all the great Young Masters are under his feet! He has heaven-defying medical skills, even the dead can be brought back to life! He also has a pair of Supreme Quality Divine Eyes, capable of fighting, hypnotizing, you name it! Fan group: 677382696 VIP group：647949669

The journey of a little wild monster becoming the ultimate boss. "Someday, I'll trample the system under my feet and drive those damned players out of my territory."

How do you feel when you and eight billion-plus individuals get sucked into another dimension? Shock? Fear? Anxiety?

Many people wish to escape this boring life, or rather, everyone does. I was no different. But back then, I hadn’t been summoned to another world. It didn’t take long for us to realize that this place was a true hell. Covered in blood, Avinash screamed, “One day, I’ll have them all beneath my feet!” Hero? What a joke.

Zeervin found himself in an unprecedented event as his exploration ship LANA accidentally got too close to a space anomaly that suck him to oblivion... or so he thought. A simple exploration of a space wanderer named Zeervin found himself in a very complicated situation, where there's no other option but to move forward. But exactly, how?

"You," Augustine began, his voice firm and direct. "I'm making you an offer: we get married, immediately. This isn't a request, it's a demand." Augustine's uttered with a piercing gaze, his words a blunt instrument wielded with precision. Charles scoffed. “What type of bullshit is that?” He fired back. *** Augustine Wales is a cold CEO who is known as the most successful and influential business man in Country H. His name alone commanded respect, his steely gaze and cold demeanor strike fear into even the most hardened of hearts. He was a man of few words, each syllable weighted with the power of his position. On the eve of Augustine Wales 29th birthday, he received an unexpected call from his family, their demands clear and uncompromising: find a spouse, or forfeit your stake in the family's vast wealth and influence. In that very moment after receiving the phone call, the gaze of Augustine fell upon a young man named Charles Donald and without thinking twice, Augustine immediately made a proposal to Charles, but was met with a swift rejection. Augustine's proposal was rooted in desperation but little did he know that fate was drawing him toward a future he never could have predicted. "What will happen when Augustine Wales, the powerful CEO, finds himself unexpectedly falling for Charles Donald, a humble cleaner in his office?" "When Charles' deadly secrets rise to the surface, will their fragile bond shatter, or will their love prove strong enough to weather the storm?"

An astronaut is sent to the moon only to get sucked in by a black hole with an infinite+ tower coming out of it. He starts at the lowest level of the tower where he meets an overthrown king and together they move up these infinite+ levels to help the king reclaim his throne and for the astronaut to report this strange tower to NASA back on Earth.

The heavy burden of the Clan, the burden of mana, the burden of war, and the burden of talent. The Clan only sucks blood and never gives it back, but it's gone now, the people have moved together to strike it down, and in the few generations after have forgotten all about it, moved into their peaceful life, people have not forgotten pain and hardship, but they have forgotten fear. Fear of an enemy they cannot see.

Dying to a group of weak B-ranked monsters is the shame I have to live with, wow that sounds weird doesn’t it? Well my name is Osiris, yes this was the name that my parents gave me at birth, I think it is an awesome name. Well I died, and now I am this weird creature, life sucks doesn’t it? It’s like a friend of mine used to say. “Life sucks just like a prostitute does.” Discord : https://discord.gg/HBnHnQAU7P (The picture was shamelessly stolen from the internet, the name of the drawer is unknown to me and if you have the rights to this picture tell me so I can change it for another stolen picture.) (For information : I will keep in mind your suggestions on this story but in NO way will I change my mind if you don’t like the way I do things with my story, and I will not be adding anything to do with romance until later in the story if the story develops in a way that allows it.)

[Mature Content] "For the next ritual, you will suck all of us off one by one. You are going to milk us out and drink it all."

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

Imagine you were playing your favorite video game, and now you got sucked into the game as the first Bossfight. It would suck to be you, right? ... yeah it sucks to be me. I'm Adam Balor... and I was a player who got "sucked into a buggy game"... as the Fist Boss you fight... God, I hate this crap.

The Dorack men are brutes who come from a long line of shapeshifters. They can no longer shift and have all but lost the instincts to mate. The men are presented with human wives in hopes of breeding. But DaThoren, the brute prince of Dorack, discovers the scent of not his new human bride but the slave girl covered in dirt at her feet. She is nothing more than a dog at their feet, but she seems to pull something from DaThoren, and soon he sinks more than just his fangs into her. "Do you think to trick me into breeding you, Pet?" Only one problem, shapeshifters can't pair mate with a human. Thus begins her story, for she was never just a dog, and she is far from being human. Only a dragon can carry the seed of another dragon.

As Ethan returned back to his home village after going through harsh military trainings, he craves for the love of his loved ones, his father and the girl he loved. The world slips right from beneath his feet as he discovers the peculiar and heart-fastening remoteness of his home village. The story unfolds as Ethan continues his journey of unveiling the truths he was yet unexposed to and strives to get his loved ones back.

I got completely hooked on this web novel, and suddenly, I was sucked into my phone! Now, I'm stuck in another world, turned into a pathetic level one bat. The system has made it clear: I can't go back home until I claw my way up to the rank of Dark Lord!

Sorry if the story sucks I am not that good at writing stories I do not own Dxd or Jujutsu Kaisen The fallen angel stabbed Issei hoping to kill she made a mistake would lead Issei to becoming the strongest.

Gu Changsheng lived for a hundred thousand years! Yue Feng massaged his feet for forty years, and eventually rose to become a hegemon! Han Sanqian carried his shoes for fifty years, and finally dominated a territory! Ye Fan played the servile dog for twenty years... And now, Gu Changsheng has entered into marriage to repay a debt of gratitude! Craven and submissive? Not a chance! He was bound to be absolutely wild...

So with my position on the bed, it meant that the book in my hand should be a notebook not a textbook. I dropped my phone and looked at my right . Low and behold! The tall and mysterious figure was sitting on my study chair and was looking at me the whole time . It uttered these words "hello mortal". I was startled and I was about to scream again. 'Don't let me knock you out again ,mortal'. When I heard these words,I knew I had to zip it and find a way to talk myself out of this situation. With my heart beating as a hunting mamma cheetah ,'who are you,no what are you' I asked. I am Thanatos. Mortal,your time has come. Come along now. What do you mean by my time has come? I am Thanatos,the god of death. The god of death? Wait ,so if you're here,does it mean that I am dead? Yes mortal,so you're coming on a journey with me to the underworld. There's no way that I'm dead. Anyways, Isn't Lord Hades,the god of the dead? Yes he is. Then why are you here? As my name suggests, I'm the god of death. Think of it this way, Hades controls the Underworld while I, Thanatos fills it with the dead,like you. Shouldn't a grimm reaper be here instead of you ? Yes,there should have but Hades said I've been lazing around for far too long and handed me this task. You're the first human I'm escorting personally to the other world so consider yourself lucky. I'm sorry Mr Thanatos, however I still don't believe that I'm dead. How else could I have used my phone and felt my blanket? Come with me. To where? To your bathroom and don't call me Mr. You can call me lord Thanatos or prince Thanatos 'Thanatos said'. As we entered the bathroom,I saw my body lying there unconscious.

Asmodieus, the ruler of all things unholy stood on his majestic throne. mortals, Gods and demon alike bowed under his feet. would you like to witness how he ascended to such magnificent heights?

Rowan Agoul, the weapon holder of the hero’s party has a always been a nobody….but when he’s rejected by the Hero of Geonosia, Elara Fey. he spirals out of control, ending up right into the hands of one of the infamous Hellspawn generals! Rowan’s luck sure sucks.

After a fatal accident, Azalea Thompson tries to navigate the complicated yet sappy love of the famous drama in her world, "My Heart Flutters For You". As she get sucked into its world, she assumes the identity of a supporting character as she has to monitor the main couple's love to assure for a happy ending, or she won't be able to escape this drama-like world.

In a secluded village, snow a healer lived. One day she found an injured beast thinking it as a puppy, she bring him in her cottage and healed him. As she was an animal lover, she decided to take him in unbenowst to her that it was not an ordinary puppy but a wolf and have became very clingy. As the story unfolds there came a shocking secret....what will happen when snow finds out the secret of a beast

Wanton passion of the game of life, breaking the reality of the framework of endless fantasy! A little wild monster grows into the ultimate BOSS. "One day I'm going to put the system under my feet and get those horrible players out of my territory."

Do you ever imagine there's another world running right beside ours? . . . “Why don’t we put this in?" A woman speaks, her voice smooth, almost affectionate. “Nah, that’s too overpowered. Let’s add something different. Something… darker.” Then, a man’s voice interrupts, firm and unyielding. “Hey! Why don’t we make him a vampire?” The woman’s voice perks up, excited. A chill goes through me. Make what! vampire? Who! Me?! What—what are they talking about? The man lets out a skeptical grunt. “A vampire? Sure, that’s interesting, but it's too OP. Let's add something to balance it.” “Okay, okay,” she says, her tone still light, as though designing some casual new toy. “But let’s change the species—no blood-sucking from humans. It’s been done to death, too cliché right?” Blood-sucking? Humans? My mind spins. Are they actually talking about turning me into… some kind of creature? “Well,” the man chuckles, “there’s plenty else he could prey on in this world, isn’t there? We’ll give him something else to feed on.” The voices continue, completely oblivious to my horror. I lie helpless, only able to listen as they throw around options, shaping me, deciding my fate. My heart—if I even have one—pounds in the emptiness. I can’t see, move, or speak. But in their hands, I’m becoming something, one twisted decision at a time.

In modern-day Sweden, Leo and Emily, eternally 18, twin cannibals with red eyes and long white hair, conceal their dark secret. Leo, 6 feet tall with a muscular build, prefers girls, while 5.5 feet tall Emily targets men. Their bond transcends hunger: if one dies, they regrow from the other's body, feeling hunger again. Emily, deeply in love with Leo, finds solace in his presence. They evade detection by changing states every 4 years, haunted by the memory of devouring their parents at 7. Their journey is a dance of darkness and devotion, forever intertwined.

In a world where climbing the Tower determines one’s fate, I was granted the most overpowered skill in existence: Regression. With it, I can turn back time and undo any mistake. Death is meaningless. Failure is irrelevant. There’s just one "tiny" problem. [You Got a Paper Cut… Regression Skill Activated.] [You Stubbed Your Toe… Regression Skill Activated.] [You Missed a Step… Regression Skill Activated.] Every time I take even the slightest damage, my skill activates, throwing me back days before it happened. A papercut can reset an entire battle, and tripping on a pebble can erase hours of progress. Now, I’m stuck climbing a deadly Tower, where every step is a challenge, every enemy is ruthless, and every slip-up sends me spiraling into madness. I have a overpowered skill, but it kinda sucks.

I was bought for 500millon he pinned me against the wall nibbling on my lips his hot sweet tongue sucked and locked my lips you're mine now little mouse he wisphered sending shivers down my spine

Was I just bought for 500 million ..he pushed me against the wall and sucked on my lips nibbling on it his hot sweet tongue entered my mouth I felt his fangs grazed my neck his hands finding their way underneath my shirt