Pookie Hair

"Asshole, you're hurting me, be gentler…" "Heh, don't you like it rough?" ... Most fatally, she was wearing only a thin spaghetti-strap nightgown, revealing large swathes of lovely scenery with her damp hair draped to one side, holding a feather duster in her hand… On the bed was a man with a hood on his head, his hands and feet bound, much like a slave.

In a world where gods and demons clash, Wen TianLian's fate becomes entwined with Bai Ye, the enigmatic Demon Prince. As their paths converge, an ancient prophecy unfolds, revealing a destiny that will reshape the realms. Bound by fate, TianLian and Bai Ye must navigate forbidden love, ancient secrets, and the danger of their own mortality. Can they avoid the death flags that haunt their every step and forge a new path together? Or will the eternal conflict between light and darkness tear them apart?

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip. A whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. This romantasy is set in a world a millennium after ours perished. Also, you may imagine the male lead as Sylus from the simulation game Love and Deepspace but with black hair.

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much. When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up. "What? Is there something wrong?" He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped. He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did. She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

She is the daughter of an Alpha whose family had conquered the last demon wolf in Illyria. Esmeray is born into the prestigious Alpha family, known as the Montague. But after her father's untimely death, her life becomes a nightmare of abuse at the hands of her cruel stepmother and stepbrother, who torment her for lacking a wolf. Desperate for salvation, she dreams of a mate who would come and rescue her from the cruelty of her pack. When he finally arrived, her hopes were shattered, for he had only come to reject her. Her only connection to her family's proud heritage is her striking blue hair, a sacred legacy from her ancestors. But in a desperate bid for freedom, Esmeray cuts her hair to escape being sold to a rogue. Her daring action pushes her to the precipice of death, unwittingly awakening a powerful demon wolf, imprisoned for 15 long years. This Alpha demon, who has yearned revenge and bloodthirst, is instantly drawn to Esmeray the moment he senses her, and he is determined to keep her at his side at all cost. In the world of wolves, the hunt is everything — and he has found a prey worth chasing.

[BL WARNING: EXTREMELY MATURE CONTENT] "I know you like it when I dig deep inside you." Maxim had been living a secret double life as a masked dancer in a brothel within the red-light district, driven by the need to earn a high income. One night, he noticed a golden-haired man staring at him with intense interest. Seizing the opportunity, Maxim seduced the stranger and lured him into his bed for a one-night stand. However, what began as a brief moment of pleasure quickly turned into a nightmare when Maxim discovered the true identity of his mysterious admirer. The revelation set off a relentless pursuit, with Maxim finding himself hunted wherever he went. Especially after knowing the golden-haired admirer was the son of the man who killed his parents. The revelation set off a relentless pursuit, as Maxim found himself being hunted wherever he went; he couldn't escape. Would Maxim surrender himself or fight for his rightful place?

Theron and Kael have been inseparable since childhood—a clever, sarcastic gnome and a confident, troublemaking werewolf prince. Together, they’ve terrorized their teachers, stolen cookies from the palace kitchens, and declared themselves “brothers for life.” But when Theron accidentally discovers he’s Kael’s fated mate, he knows the universe must have made a mistake. Why? Because Kael has spent years describing his dream mate in nauseating detail: “Big-breasted, long-haired, and so hot they’d melt snow just by walking into a room.” Theron stares at his reflection. Flat chest? Check. Short hair? Double check. Definitely not hot enough to melt snow. The Moon Goddess must be having a bad day. His solution? Pretend he doesn’t know. Ignorance is bliss, right? Hide, Gnomes were best at hiding. Except Kael eventually finds out. And chaos ensues. “You’re my mate?” “Uh… no, I’m not. You’ve got the wrong gnome. Goodbye!” Theron yells, making a break for it. Kael isn’t having it. He chases him down like a wolf on a hunt. “You think you can outrun me? You’re like, three .” “Four feet!” Theron snaps, before getting tackled. Now, Theron is stuck with a mate who won’t take no for an answer. “You said you like big-breasted girls! Look at me—I’m a twig!” Kael shrugs, grinning. “I’ve decided I like twigs.” “What about long hair?” “Yours is short, but it’s cute.” Theron throws up his hands. “I’m not sexy!” Kael smirks. “Not yet. But give me some time.”

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

Evelyn’s chaotic morning leads to a chance encounter at a café with Violet, a quirky girl with lilac hair. After a humorous exchange involving spilled jam and an unzipped bag, Evelyn finds herself unexpectedly drawn to Violet, leaving her day feeling a little less unlucky.

I heard voices in the living room. I quickly went downstairs and my husband was standing with a gorgeous woman. She had long curly hair, foxy grey eyes, upturned nose. She wore a long black dress with a which showed her creamy white legs. As I looked at her my heartbeat accelerated . BUT WHY??

After the defeat of the Demon Queen, peace settles over the world. But that peace comes with a cost. Society develops a deep prejudice against black hair, as it reminds them of the fallen queen. This stigma leads to ongoing violence against those with black hair, who are often targeted as demons. Magic plays a significant role in this world. It's a powerful tool that many rely on. However, not everyone possesses magical skills. Some individuals thrive without magic, showcasing their strength and resilience in other ways.

"Once a slave always a slave." Does not abide by the rules of this world. Kari would break free from this and travel through the powers she was given as a Goddess of Love. She is on a constant mission to save the world from Yushvi, the Goddess of Hate. Not only the world, but many universes in question, all from destruction. Her late adoptive mother gave her such a mission after leaving the family household within her lead. It would have been secret, but Kari had such a gentle and pure heart that she reached out to those she trusted. She travels with acquaintances and those she holds dear. What may come of this fabled "hero" once she reaches her goal.

"Is this a game, or did aliens make me time-travel?" "It's terrifying, people who die in the game actually die in the real world!" "Damn, the whole city is mine, and there are still things that can be brought from the game to the real world, it's just..." Song Jian aimlessly wandered through the empty city, accompanied only by mutated zombies and monsters. His only goal now was to survive in such a zombie-infested Doomsday City.

A boy with Grey hair walks the path of the tournament of realities.As he walk this path he will face many challenges.He will also understand his purpose in this reality.But he is not the only one walking this path.There are other people also walking such a path but only one will finish the journey……..

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In a world full of protagonists with amazing hair, usually covering their eyes, for hentai-only fans to know... We have the first hero with an Afro.

Rejecting the Alpha is not heard of, nor is it known. When Storm is the only white wolf in the whole wolf pack and stands out for her white hair and gray eyes. When Chase sets his eyes on her and makes an advance at her, Storm turns him down and leaves Chase shocked, which leads him to want her even more. Storm is dead set, and so is Chase. Will he be able to have her or will she remain a mystery? [READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! 17+]

Kys, Tsu, athex, art, demon, noob, failed, zahard, akkuzz, and ESCPECIALLY chocolates. And btw, ily my dear pookie why do i exist...

Mia Lutz grew up in a quiet corner of the world, but she has never felt like she belonged there. She got her red hair from her grandmother and her great-grandmother, and she got her sense of isolation from her father. When she finds someone in her "alone spot", things start to change in her life.

In a world mirroring our own, a boy is born extraordinary—silver hair, golden eyes, and a mind sharper than any blade. From the moment of his birth, Silver sees the world for what it is: fractured, chaotic, and in need of a savior. Destined to lead, fight, and inspire, Silver’s rise will challenge kings, topple empires, and unite a divided world. But greatness comes at a cost, and the line between savior and conqueror blurs with every step. Witness the birth of a legend. This is Silver.

- Character Profile - - TAESAN - Jeon Taesan (bottom) Blonde Hair, Slim Figure, Coffee Black Eyes 26years old Origin : Incheon, S.Korea 173cm, 60kg B.Day : February 28, 1998 - JAEWON - Ahn Jaewon (top) Black Hair, Lean Figure, Bluish-Black Eyes 24years old Origin : Nowon, S.Korea 189cm, 72kg B.Day : September 20, 2000 - JOSHUA - Hong Joshua (top) Ash Brown Hair, Lean Figure (built) Golden Brown Eyes 30years old Origin : California, US 199cm, 76kg B.Day : August 23, 1994 |PREVIEW| A Frienship that is fake for Jaewon, a revenge plan of Taesan, a betrayal marriage by Joshua. Will this Fake turn True?

He did not want anything except to find his other half and when he eventually found her, he wanted to engrave every piece of her into his body. Arielle Walsh, a seventeen year old girl, lived in a small town with her parents and her sister. Arielle struggled with feelings of self-consciousness and insecurity. She had tried different methods to change the colour of her hair but eventually comes to accept her white hair as a part of who she is. The novel follows Arielle as she struggles to avoid her cover from being blown, but every thing goes wrong during her coming of age ceremony… Find out what happens when Adrian Reynolds, the merciless werewolf Lord set his eyes on her and did not want to let her go. He did not care if her hair was green or purple, he wanted her and he would get her.

She looked like a rat caught in headlights, her big brown eyes looking innocently up at me, tears brimming. My little Miss Kindergarten turns me on without even doing anything. I wanted to hug her, but if I did, she would feel my manhood. "Tsk tsk, what happened, Miss Kindergarten?" I whispered. She stood up, the moonlight from the window making her curves more prominent. "Why are you here?" she sniffled. "I can come whenever I want, baby," I walked slowly towards her. She took a step back, and I took one more forward. She touched the wall behind her. Aawww "Uh huh, no escape, baby," I spoke, standing in front of her. Her head low, her toes fidgeting on her own. Nervous. Nervous. "What's so interesting in those cute feet today?" I asked, tugging at her chin to make her look up at me. "Go Away. Please" Her voice came out weak. "You should mind your business." "Oh, you are my business, Miss Kindergarten. Don't forget that," I growled in a low voice. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" Her stubborn behavior as usual. "You are, baby, and if you deny it again, I'll bite that little tongue of yours." She sucked in a sharp breath, rolling her eyes at me. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" she gritted out, her nose fuming in anger. "You can't tell me. You don't own me!" 'Only if she knew, she doesn't look scary at all. She's a pookie. MY POOKIE!' "You love challenging me, baby," I said, closing the distance between us and bending until my nose touched hers. "Let me taste that daring tongue of yours." I whispered, tilting my head to sniff her hair. Grabbing her arms from behind and pinned them above her head. "Hey, Miss Kindergarten, your hands are wet." She whimpered. I brought my other hand back to her chin and saw dark liquid dripping off my fingers. The metallic scent wafting up my nostrils. "I swear If this is blood, you're going to regret it. Baby."

Wolf Anderson, a teenage girl with fluffy grey hair and bright purple eyes that only stare at her goal of freedom for all, sets out to achieve just that. With her close friends, she is thrusted into a Universe filled with scales unimaginable and opponents even larger. Filled with determination and the drive to change the way things are, she stops at nothing to achieve her goal of setting the Universe free of the restrictive grasp of the Council and become the Prime Councilor.

"Hah..Hah.." In the midst of what seemed like a battlefield, a young boy with white hair knelt on the ground, struggling to catch shallow breaths. A short sword pierced his heart, his arms and legs were broken, making him unable to stop the crimson blood from coloring the ground. "That's what you get for betrayal," a red-headed teenage boy sneered as he stood before him. "A pathetic person like you could never be my brother," added a purple-haired girl, her voice seething with anger, as she stood alongside the redhead. With great effort, the young boy shifted his gaze forward. He could see many familiar faces in front of him—his so-called family, his so-called friends but his gaze remained fixed on her. "Wh..y, A.nna," he uttered with immense difficulty and sorrow in his voice, his vision blurring as he locked eyes with the blonde-haired girl, who regarded him with emotionless eyes. "I did that so I could save you," he said, his voice gradually growing louder. "I DID THAT SO YOU COULD LIVE!" he shouted, making everyone present flinch in fear. "I never asked you to do this" the blonde-haired girl replied, her words crushing the very soul of the boy. "A...nn.a," the young boy whispered one last time, a small tear slipping down from his eye as he breathed his final breath. ================================ Neil survived eight grueling years in a post-apocalyptic world only to die and be reincarnated in the body of Eden Morton, a character from a game he used to play as a teenager, by an unknown entity for unknown reasons. Eden's life was a pitiable one, plagued by the constant manipulation and betrayal of those around him – whether it was the princess, the famed hero, or even his very own family. Eden died without ever experiencing genuine love. Now, as Neil took over, he was determined to embark on a new journey, seeking the one thing he and Eden never had : a life worth living. ================================ [Discord link :- Invite/5Vgw4JCrBW]

Humans are clever in tens of thousands of ways, Gu are the true refined essences of Heaven and Earth. The Three Temples are unrighteous, the demon is reborn. Former days are but an old dream, an identical name is made anew. A story of a time traveler who keeps on being reborn. A unique world that grows, cultivates, and uses Gu. The Spring and Autumn Cicada, the Venomous Moonlight Gu, the Wine Insect, All-Encompassing Golden Light Insect, Slender Black Hair Gu, Gu of Hope… And a great demon of the world that does exactly as his heart pleases!

Jem, a simple writer living her simple life without any interest about love, will encounter a spirit while in vacation in Bunkyo city in Tokyo, the spirit first appeared as a fox in Rikugien Gardens, which she followed, she got lost and ended on a bridge, at the other end she saw a person, with orange hair, pale brown skin,... and fox ears and tail?

Suzuki, an adult programmer, suddenly notices that he’s been thrown into a different world while wearing a casual clothes at level 1. He gained high levels and treasures after using the 3 times use-disposable-magic Meteor Shower, at once. After that, he intends to do different world “sightseeing tours”? He meets 3 beast girls, beautiful purple and black haired sisters, and an eccentric blonde haired elf girl along with various people during his trip. Although there are occasional fighting with demons and demon lords, this is a heartwarming fantasy story at heart.

A Girl ran through a forest shrouded in a deep fog. She was a young swordsman with long blue hair flowing behind him as she moved. Above his hempen clothing, he wore light iron armor and an iron forehead protector. The sword in his right hand, though somewhat small, was sturdily made. Why she was running and who is she a great mystery just started.

Story Background: This is a world where vampires and humans coexist, and the status of vampires and humans has been reversed. Character Settings: The female protagonist is Cynthia, a red-haired vampire girl. She is the offspring of a human and a vampire. As a result, she can enjoy sunbathing in the afternoon and taste delicious human snacks. With her fair skin and eternal youth, she has won numerous suitors. However, every full moon night, a violent aura will appear on her. The male protagonist is a silver-haired man. Although his specific identity and background are not described in detail in the story, he has a great attraction for Cynthia. Story Synopsis: Cynthia has no trouble dealing with the pursuit of numerous vampires and vampire hunters. And she has a love story full of fun and twists and turns with the silver-haired man. From their initial acquaintance, when Cynthia called herself "Little Bunny", to a series of light-hearted, humorous and slightly ambiguous interactions later, such as "Mr. Hu, you have a little bunny to sign for", their feelings gradually grew deeper during the bickering and playing around. Although Cynthia would be chained up by the silver-haired man, the chains were always loose. She would even tie herself up with ropes, pretending to be captured, and the silver-haired man would cooperate with her by untying the chains and setting her free. All these details reflect the unique affection between them.