Nappa Mouth Beam

John has been reading [The Legend of Divine Twig] for years, but at the end, the author rushes through it, leaving him with a bad taste in his mouth. He furiously contacts the author, stating he could have done better. To his surprise, the Author replied to him with one word Bet John has been plucked from his room into the world of the divine and wretches. He enjoys reading the novel but he wouldn't want to be in it. The world is full of hotel knights, priest, mysticism and worst of all eldritch horror.

"You flirted with me and now you want to run away?" Being Special Agent, she is tired of serving her moody, unpredictable, and bad-tempered husband. It's exhausting. People say that Mu Yeli despises this country bumpkin wife who barged into his life halfway, he never gives her a second glance. But the truth is... "Sir, Madam is outside fighting with someone." "Why aren't you getting a doctor to check if she is injured?" "Sir, Madam has swollen the neighbor's Miss's mouth with a punch." "Why did she have to do it herself, what are you guys here for?" "Sir, Madam thinks you're too nosy and doesn't want you, so she ran away from home." "Bring her back... No, don't scare her, I'll go personally!"

After arriving in Japan, I became a high school student named Kamiyagawa. Looking around— Hanako crouched in the bathroom, waiting for someone to knock on the door; the Split-Mouth Woman wandered the streets with scissors in hand; Miss Mary's deathly calls echoed incessantly; the wails and barks in Inunaki Village never ceased; the Ubume searched for her long-dead child; the Aoandon smiled, enticing passersby to play with the lanterns of a hundred demons… In a crumbling world rampant with sinister tales and malevolent spirits, Kamiyagawa set a small goal for himself: "Defeat all the demons and monsters, and become the supreme ruler of ghosts and deities."

Breasts are NOT supposed to spontaneously grow for no reason. Women's personalities do NOT flip on their heads without warning. These are two things Tsunade believes wholeheartedly. Until Hinata's embarrassingly large girls begin to expand even bigger than before. Heralding her devolution from a sweet and innocent young lady into a foul-mouthed slut with tits like weather balloons. Tsunade intends to find out why.

Khal Valrath was a name that inspired fear, respect, and silence. A general who lived for duty and sacrificed everything else. His victories were countless, but so were the bodies left in his wake. His death should have been the end—a fitting punishment for a man with nothing left to lose. But it wasn't. He’s back, thrown into a past that reeks of regret and blood. A past that refuses to let go. The ghosts he thought buried haunt him still, their voices louder, their weight heavier. He wants to fix it, to make things right. But how do you save a world when duty still feels like chains, and redemption tastes like ash in your mouth? And worse—what if you can’t even save yourself?

In the seventh year of Zhenguan, in Chang'an City, there was a store called Datang Supermarket. It was crowded with people and there were countless dignitaries. There was Li Shimin who cried on the spot because of the spicy noodles, there was Cheng Yaojin who hit his head for a pack of hot pot base, and there was Princess Changle who couldn't sleep all night for a mask. Here, the appearance of every new product will lead countless trends, and the store owner is the trend-setter of the Tang Dynasty. The ordinary time traveler is the number one person in the world in the mouths of Li Er, Cheng Yaojin, Changsun Wuji and others. What kind of fairy store is this...

Hatred consumed Claire Wentworth's heart. The path of substitute marriage after her rebirth marked the starting point of her revenge. However, the emergence of Alexandre Montfort was like a beam of light in the darkness, gradually warming her cold heart. She was caught in a struggle between love and hatred. Each time she witnessed Alexandre Montfort's tenderness, her resolve for revenge would waver a little. But every time she recalled the pain of her past life, hatred would flare up in her heart again. Their love was tested in the fierce fire of revenge. How would this complex and profound emotion blossom in a world filled with schemes and calculations?

Yang Yan found himself becoming a corpse. But before he could stay for a minute, the lid of his coffin was opened. A stunning face appeared in front of him. Leng Biyue! As the Holy Maiden of the Fairy Maiden Sect, she possessed the quasi-empire bloodline! Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, fell, and landed on Yang Yan's face. His eyes opened! "The Sword Dao Emperor, who was buried for 100,000 years, has come to life once again!"

[Official Statement on Missing Content] Due to previous technical issues, certain content of this book was unfortunately missing. We are pleased to announce that the content has now been restored. We apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused and invite readers to continue enjoying the novel. ----------------------------- A single beam of light could annihilate the world, a single blade of grass could sever the stars. Shen Qing transmigrated to a magnificent universe where immortals and mortals coexisted, becoming a lowly hunter. With the help of the Water Ink Panel, Shen Qing could endure the refinement of Qi-Blood and cultivate a hundred techniques. A technique, after a thousand hammerings, could border on art, and an art, after a hundred refinings, could border on Dao. From the common Bow Technique of rural hunting, to the Sky-Patrolling Sun Shooting Bow Technique; From the Nine Skills, which nourished and trained Qi and Blood, to the undying Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique; From the outward release of strength in Wind Defying Finger, to the Qi that suppressed mountains and rivers with the Eight Desolate Annihilation Seal; From enduring the refinement of Qi-Blood, he embarked on a difficult path of seeking Dao; to commanding the skies, with the divine might as if overseeing a prison, having mastered the balance of the six realms. It was only when Shen Qing looked back that he realized he had unwittingly become the supreme ruler above ten thousand Daos, an unparalleled True Monarch!

[Ding! You have successfully summoned Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin to be your slave, he is awaiting orders!] [Ding! Random draw: Toothpick (FF- Tier) Use it to pick at your teeth!] [Ding! Random draw: Dragon c*ck (A Tier) Tug it once to fire a dragon beam from the tip!] Bruce has been reincarnated and has obtained a very powerful summoning system, except that he has very bad luck. Follow Bruce's adventures as he tries to navigate through the world with his bad luck. story will be 50% random bullshit so dont expect a good story/good writing. this is just for fun, some brainrot to refresh your mind enjoy

The shock and emotions after death are strong, especially while you're in the process of being reincarnated into another world. It can make you do or say irrational things that can never be taken back. And when they start to boil up from how uncaring a God acts towards you, what dark thoughts and decisions will come out of your mouth? This is the story of one such case. Story will be posted on multiple sites like WattPad, Webnovel, and Royal Road.

A place where everything is mysterious, enchanting, bloody, and shitty. Entering is the other way of suicidal. Just one wrong move and everything will blur. A lot of secrets are being hid. Not the typical school to have fun. Death is everywhere. Bad, worse, worst, monster and evil are scattered. Must shut your mouth, never against to anyone. "Once you enter, there's no turning back." Never trust your curiosity, it could just drive you straight to hell. WELCOME TO HELL UNIVERSITY! DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK IS FROM WATTPAD CREATED BY KNIGHTINBLACK THIS IS ONLY AN ENGLISH FAN TRANSLATION OF THE BOOK AS THE ORIGIN IS WRITTEN IN FILIPINO

Simon was a normal guy. He had been dating girls or women much older than him. He even had his first sexual experience with his piano teacher. But in truth he had never felt such love. Until one day he changed his mind. When the young son of a bitch who accidentally lost his beloved object came up with the intention of asking him for a college magazine model. Through the unexpected encounter, his heart palpitated. Could he be in love? To the men too?! "COME ON!!" "You should just accept your true identity ~" "Go away or these shoes will go in your mouth!"

The story of a jerk, insecure, unsociable, and above all, down-in-the-mouth teenager, who one day dies and is reincarnated in someone the complete opposite of his pessimistic personality and physical appearance. To top it off, his new existence is that of a Dating Game protagonist. But, this simulation is not at all like a game of choices anymore, is it? It looks very realistic, and... it feels very plausible. “Huh? Well, how did that happen? What happened to the kid? And what the fuck is up with that description in your novel?” someone shouts fervently into my ears. Nevertheless, I play dumb. If you want to know, make the decision to take the time to read it, or not. I don't know!

Year 2050, after world war III. Resources and habitable land was stretched to it's limits. Plans to colonise Mars have almost succeeded as ships from the 5 most powerful groups on Earth each sent ships to Mars with a total of 150 million people. Now 4 months have passed and strange things begin to happen, freak weather and mysterious beams of light appear in the capital of the five major powers. If that wasn't strange enough every human received a notification... in their mind. Informing them they are qualified for something, but what?

When I opened my eyes, I found myself face to face with Darius Thorne, the main character of [Arcanus Academy], who was looking at me with disdain. Many questions raced through my mind. What is happening? Is this a dream? Why won't he stop yelling? Am I dead? Does he have something stuck in his teeth? Have I somehow entered the world of my favorite game, like in those Web Novels I read so often? I opened my mouth, about to ask one of the many questions that had come to mind upon realizing the huge mess I was in. What I was about to say would be my first words in this new world. I had to be careful; the slightest mistake could worsen my current situation, which, judging by how things looked, didn’t seem good at all. "Can you get that thing out of your teeth? It's distracting me." Everyone nearby fell silent and stared at me until a burst of laughter erupted. Darius covered his mouth, clearly embarrassed. 'Damn, I already messed it up.' ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ - English is not my native language

Quin stared at the beautiful figure encased in ice. Truly there was not another who compared to her perfection. Quin could not stop himself as he reached his hand out and traced her jawline. He felt a breeze caress his face. But it wasn't a breeze. The smoke of frozen breath appeared from the statues' mouth. She was alive.

[Processing dead body... 45%... 56%... 99.9%... ding!] [Error.] [Reprocessing dead body... soul found... ding! 2%... 5%... 59%... 67%... 99%... ding! 99.9%] [Process incomplete.] The woman had red hair that glowed like embers. Her face was strikingly fair, but her entire body appeared faintly transparent like glass under sunlight. She blinked, disoriented, as her gaze settled on a hideous, robotic bird hovering nearby. Its sharp, angular body looked mismatched, with awkwardly stiff wings and an oversized beak that glowed menacingly. It was focused on her lifeless body on the ground, shooting thin, bright laser beams across her body. Hazel stared at the bird, her figure stiffening. "What in the world..." she whispered, her voice echoing faintly. If you're confused, let me explain. Just a few minutes ago, Hazel had been driving, enjoying the breeze through her open window. That's when she noticed a tiny puppy stranded in the middle of the road, trembling and helpless. Her instincts kicked in. Without thinking twice, she swerved, steering the car sharply to avoid hitting it. The puppy was safe. But Hazel wasn't. Her car had crashed, and she died instantly. Now, Hazel had become a ghost. Her body felt strange—light and weightless, yet she could feel every movement as if she were still alive. She floated, her hair billowing as though caught in an invisible current. Then came the noise. Ding! The sound was loud, sharp, and mechanical. Hazel flinched, looking around until her eyes landed on the robotic bird. It was still scanning her dead body with its obnoxious laser beams, beeping and whirring as if annoyed at its own failures. Hazel frowned, watching it from a distance, but after what felt like the tenth scan, her curiosity got the better of her. She floated closer, hovering near the hideous creature. It twitched, almost startled by her presence, before it froze completely. Ding! [Process complete] [Congratulations, soul number XOXO, for binding with the Baby-Raising System!] Hazel blinked, her ghostly hand clutching at her chest out of habit—forgetting she had no heartbeat anymore. "The what system?" [Newbie Packet detected! Festive Season Bonus activated for Host.] Ding! [Opening gift automatically… Bonus Daddy included in every world.] She froze, her hands dropping to her sides. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as the robotic bird chirped happily, almost smugly. "Wait... what? Bonus Daddy?!" Hazel's transparent figure seemed to flicker with frustration. Her chest rose and fell as if she was still breathing, though no air passed through her. The bird made another cheerful ding! sound, completely ignoring her shock. "What is this? Some kind of sick prank?" Hazel muttered, pacing in her ghostly form. She glanced at her lifeless body again, then back at the bird, her mind racing. She was dead. That much was obvious. But now she was... stuck in some baby-raising system? "What the heck is going on?" Hazel hissed, throwing her hands up.

Ever wondered what it felt like to be eaten alive— Gnawed on by countless insects… Where every piece of your flesh serves no purpose other than to send signals of pain… to remind you of your situation… to cause you to scream— Open your mouth wide, letting the insects find another path of entry… A tongue kiss from a thousand bugs… You’d think it would be painful… it is. But not excruciatingly so… The true pain was in my mind— Knowing what was happening to me… Knowing this is the end…

Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."

After five years of military service, Liang Jingxian returned to the impoverished Huang Liang Village and became a modest Village Doctor. Under his leadership, the villagers gradually embarked on the path to wealth.

"Master, I'm sorry... It's all my fault that you could not break through before your last moments." "Don't worry, my disciple. I will not die," said Xu Fan as he smiled at his disciple, whose face was covered with tears. “If only… If only I could get you a few more Foundation Establishment Pills..." The genius of the sect knelt on the floor while crying like a baby. Xu Fan looked at his oldest disciple and sighed. He then took out a Foundation Establishment Pill and nonchalantly threw it into his mouth. The next second, divine lights of five different colors filled the world.

【Soft and Cute Female Lead VS Gentle and Rough Male Lead】 The new book "Hey, The Ancestors Are Coming" has been uploaded Neither cherished by her father nor loved by her mother, from a poor family and overweight, married to a man who is not a good catch, Chen Hansui thought she was dealt a bad hand in life. Only after she died did she find out that her mother was a woman of power and her husband, a future local tyrant, loved her madly. Seeing the world from a different perspective changed everything... Upon her rebirth at the age of 20, Hansui decided to turn the bad cards she was dealt into a winning hand. However, facing the village's most notorious mother-in-law, a weird and wacky sister-in-law, and a husband who isn't exactly a catch... The soft and adorable Hansui cries out, "I can't do this." The male lead: "I think you still have a fighting chance. Here, let me give you a little 'mouth-to-mouth resuscitation'." Minefield: The male lead in this story is not much of a catch, with his only redeeming quality being that he treats the female lead well. The female lead is a sticky and adorable little thing. Even the outrageous mother-in-law and the sharp-tongued sister-in-law adore her. There's really not much to fight about. Villains who encounter such an adorable female lead automatically have 99% of their IQ blocked. Being the darling of the group means only sweetness lies ahead. Zhalang: Written by sweet-stylized Niuniu Mi Goose flock: 346251814

When she opened her eyes again, she transmigrated and become a foolish woman in ancient times, Chen Afu. Gazing at the hero who seemed as lofty as a god, Chen Afu touched the drool trickling from her mouth. In this life, don't be too ambitious, don't be unrealistic... Only, in this life, she was foolish yet beautiful, destitute yet incredibly lucky, her good fortune so plentiful that she couldn't use it all up.

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will she find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?

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

Ann was born with a golden spoon inside her mouth. She has everything that people ever wished for, except for her health. She has a frail constitution that hinder her lifestyle. In order to get better, she left her hometown to strengthen her bodily function. She has to leave her family and wealth behind in search for a ways to cure her body. She also had to leave her favorite person in order to get better. They exchanged promises that they would meet again in the future. After his fiancée departure, Cyril closes his heart. He only have her inside his heart as he swore to find her someday

Almost three decades of drought transformed the Elven empire from a once mighty and feared power into a shell of its former self. The source of the drought was thought to be a curse- a blight upon their land that turned their soil into dust. Eventually, the Kingdom of Men took advantage of their neighbor's weakened state and invaded the elven lands, ransacking what was left of their villages. The remaining elves were forced into servitude and ordered to take care of the people who stole what was once theirs. Nico Holcomb is among them. What little magic he once had dwindled over time, diminished from being away from his homeland and shackled in chains. His only reprieve from his suffering is when he cares for the princess. She's sweet and affectionate and has taken a special liking to him. Over time, he develops reciprocated feelings for her, and he begins to believe she may help his people when she is queen. But his hopes are shattered when the king catches him in bed with the princess, and she accuses him of assault. The king then exiles him to the land beyond the walls. Nico travels for what feels like days, though it's only been a couple of hours; he sits on a tree stump to rest, only for the stump to start shining and shaking. Light beams travel through the roots of the ground like glowing veins. Figures emerge and he braces for the worst but looks up to see an old man with pointed ears. "Welcome young one to the Revolution. This was our home, and we're going to take back what is rightfully ours."

"Well, listen up, I'm about to change your life!" Lucia grinned as she stared at me. "How?" I asked. After listening to her deal my mouth dropped. "No way! I'm not going to be some gods' entertainment!" But it was too late as a pink smoke engulfed the room sending Jade to another world. Jade has to spend a whole year inside the romance game she plays without anyone noticing she's odd. If she succeeds she goes home, if she doesn't? that's a different story.

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) Enemies to lovers- check Slow burn- check A cute naughty dog- check Spice? (The author is keeping her mouth zipped) No third-party breakup or misunderstanding. But there are lots of banter and witty comebacks. (The story is planned to be around 200 chapters. No drag) Mu Yiren I never imagined I'd be faking a relationship with my biggest enemy—the untamed, ridiculously charming Feng Junjie, known throughout the city as the "golden boy" of business and a billionaire playboy with a reputation for breaking hearts. But when he dangles a life-changing offer in front of me, the kind that could secure my inheritance, I find myself agreeing to be his "girlfriend." But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? Pretending to be Junjie’s devoted partner is like walking on a razor's edge. He’s everything I can’t stand—sexy, cocky, and devilish, and yet a sweetheart by heart that leaves me flustered by his actions. I know better than to fall for a man like him; my mother’s battle with Alzheimer’s has convinced me to never fall in love. But Junjie isn't just any man. Beneath his easygoing charm is an intensity that leaves me breathless, and he knows exactly how to crack through the walls I have built around me, awakening a passion I never felt before. JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend. ******* "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." ****