Skyrim Dainty Sload

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

[SLOW BURN} (CHECK OUT MY NEW MAFIA ROMANCE. OUT NOW!) "You can't hurt me anymore, Ace. I'm not that crybaby you used to know," she warned, taking a step back. "Who said anything about hurting anyone, darling? There's only one place I need to cry for me. One very," his eyes trailed down her body, and stopped between her thighs. "Very moist place." He took two steps forward, and closed the gap between them. Ace is the legitimate heir to the Atticus dynasty, but there's a condition. Grandpa before his death says he cannot fully inherit everything until he gets married, and stays married for at least a year. Quick to think, he finds a solution to his dilemma; A contract marriage. With the help of his personal assistant, Grant, He finds Fay Landon. Dainty Fay that cries a lot, and can talk a storm. He vows it's only a marriage of convenience, until the redhead let's her hair down, and shows him the woman behind the tears. She falls first, but he falls harder. In the middle of the war for a billion dollar empire, heartless Ace Atticus will learn that to come out victorious, he needs a Fay up his sleeve. THIRD MONTH OF WIN-WIN. PLEASE SUPPORT ME WITH YOUR VOTES, COLLECTIONS, REVIEWS, COMMENTS, AND GIFTS. THANK YOU.

So to begin, this is technically a skyrim fanfic. Why isn't it in the fan-fics then? Simple! It's based on a game and I don't feel that counts as a fan-fic. Second, I've read like a few skyrim stories here lately. I liked them, as a bethesda fan boy... Well, now I need to take a crack at it. I literally start a new game of skyrim every new year. Its my tradition, so I felt I had to do this. If its bad, ah well. If its good, GREAT! Overall though, I feel we need more skyrim based stories or fan-fics. It has the perfect setting for the transmigration genre. Now read at your own risk.

Amid a joyous Christmas celebration, friends Jayson and Nikolai along with their workmates, find themselves in the middle of a storm. Jayson woke up inside his friend's video game, which he soon found out was with him in a cell next to his. They were rescued by Malik, and joined the Imperial Legion, reuniting them with familiar faces, their co-workers and boss: Francis, Nica, and Oscar. Together, they find out that they shared the same last memory, and discover they've been transported to Skyrim in different times. Under the guidance of Oscar and Francis, Jayson and Nikolai venture on exhilarating adventures led by Malik. The Civil War looms, testing Malik's loyalty when Olly, a friend of Malik, and a Dragonborn, enters the scene. A tragic confrontation ensues, resulting in Malik and Oscar's demise and Olly's sudden departure after succeeding in eliminating General Tullius. In the cold landscape of Winterhold. Porcia sends Glenn, Maricar, and Erica on a quest to Pyeath Shadowthorn, unveiling Olly's emotional turmoil. Meanwhile, the mischievous Sheogorath weaves chaos for his amusement. A new vampire lord emerges, thanks to Sheogorath. Sheogorath unites Miraak and the vampire lord. The group of Jayson, Pyeath, and Olly himself embarks on a quest to unravel the truth, guided by the Elder Scroll of Ethereal Harmony. At the iconic 7,000 steps, tensions escalate between Olly and the groups of Pyeath and Jayson. Sheogorath soon reveals his orchestrations, warning of an imminent uprising by Miraak and the new Vampire Lord. In response, the "Frost Fall Alliance" is born, uniting the group against the looming war in Skyrim. They face challenges, mysteries, and internal conflicts, striving to maintain harmony amidst the chaos.

[Interstellar+Spiritual Power+Pure Romance+Marriage First, Love After+Livestreaming+Gourmet Food+Disguises] Reborn overnight, Qu Tong cried to death; her vast wealth was gone, and she even ended up owing a billion in taxes. Stuck with a cheap husband her cousin didn't want who can't have children? Rarely comes home? And throws in an entire planet to boot? Qu Tong wondered if there could be such good fortune? She carefully guarded her full fertility value, perfunctorily yet sincerely playing the role of a big shot's dainty wife. She grew energy fruits and vegetables, fed them on schedule, and incidentally improved the food for the entire squad by taking care of their home. The Insect Clan attacked, His Highness was injured, ditching class to visit, pah! To check in. His Highness was too aloof; unable to charm him after a long time, she went online searching for strategies and even inquired about how to reasonably inherit all of her husband's wealth in the case of divorce. The next day, Si Yuting glanced at the top search trends, then looked at his guilt-ridden dainty wife and laughed, "That's difficult, considering I'm just divorced, not dead." Well-behaved and clever in front of others, behind their backs she did nothing of the sort. When her shop was reported, she cursed everyone who dissed her in the comment section one by one and blocked them all, leaving the netizens stunned: "Who taught her to curse like that?!!" In the academy competition, the enemy lacked honor, ganging up to bully the weak; Qu Tong pulled out a potion, directly turned the tables, and kicked them all out of the competition—no one can play me for a fool. When encountering a Star Thief, Qu Tong reassured everyone, "Don't panic, I'll go reason with them." Then she single-handedly drove her mecha, cornering the Star Thief: "This is a robbery, hand over everything valuable." ... One day. Qu Tong, holding her medical report, asked, "If I say I can reproduce asexually, would you believe me?" "Guess."

Those that serve the mistress of Night are known as Nightingales. Thievery, cunning, and ambition are characteristics that make up any Nightingale. Born into the guild and raised to steal and cut throats, Rava is the best weapon in the arsenal of Nocturnal, too bad his talents are wasted being a glorified bouncer. Now with his chance to truly live life for himself, he might decide he's not too keen on continued existence in the infinite void after death Neither Skyrim nor the art is mine, and I claim no ownership. (if asked I will remove it)

Ariella; A dainty princess who is being locked up and bullied by her brothers.she is forced to get married to the devil himself in exchange of wealth,protection,fame . She expectedly falls inlove with her strange husband with silver eyes unknown to her she's the right mate for him ,marked for thousand of years and she is the key to unlock his soul from the darkest pit of hell

"What do you want? " "You "I'm not something you can have." "I know but I still want you." "Why?" The question came almost immediately. There was a smile on his lips that sent jolts into Ava's heart. "There is no reason at all except that... you are mine." His smile turned even wider when he saw her subtle reaction. ----- "You.. are mine." "Wha.. who.. are you? " His grey eye stare at the dainty figure writhing under him. Her deep forest green eyes were clouded with lust and confusion and her chubby cheeks were tinged red. Her red lips were parted as her breath came out in laboured pants. "Relax little rose," His sexy chuckle echoed next to her ears. "you'll see me... soon." Then Ava woke up. Her green eyes narrowed on his smiling face that was oddly familiar with the mysterious guy from her sweet nightmare. ---- Ava Rose Lee is a mysterious figure to the world. They only hear about her but no one has ever seen her or what she looks like. After Ava 'left' the academy where she grew up trained to be a merciless and ruthless assassin, she decided to lay low and enjoy the rest of her days just lazing around. She made her secretary Rue Yang in charge of managing the whole conglomerate that she singlehandedly made, with help from Ava's grandfather, Lothaire Lee, an influencial and wealthy business man with an empire of his own. Her peaceful and lazy life was disrupted when Gavriel Luxston, another mysterious personna came in to her life with a marriage contract. His presence, his aura, his attitude, about him attracted her, eliciting an unknown emotion deep within her. His presence threatened her life as well as those around her. Despite Ava's resistance, Gavriel did not give up. ---- "Even if you hide in the deepest part of the darkness, I'd find you even if it means entering into the black hole. Where ever you go, I. would. find. you." ---- Will Gavriel be able to convince Ava that his love for her was real. Join Ava Rose and Gavriel Luxston in their journey of revenge, love, lust and betrayal. Please support me as this is my first novel. Your votes, comments and reviews will be helpful.

After waking up without sight, arms or legs a little slime will have to face the strange world he finds himseld in by growing stronger and protecting the ones he care about. Will he be able to live a peaceful life or be crushed by the expectations of everyone around him? (This is my first book so please don't expect much) (yes there will be grammer errors because English is not my first language) (I do not know all of the lore or information regarding Tensura or Skyrim so don't be hurt because I missed something or did something wrong)

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Where am I?" a small and dainty voice muttered nervously as she shivered in the cold because of her thin night dress. " Little lass, what are you doing in a dangerous region like this?" A deep and husky voice sounded right next to her red ear. [Hoho, what luck Mei Hua. Looks like you've encountered your first target] 'What. The. Fuck. ' .._.._.._.._ Mei Hua was originally a very feared and successful business woman. She was known for her many identities in the dark organization and was still hiding some identities in the dark. She had everything she could ever dream of, everything except a man. People said money couldn't buy happiness and she finally believed in the saying at the peak of her power. Every man close to her was either scheming or had bad intentions whatsoever but she did not let them go because she was desperate - desperate for closeness. Even if she forced a fake love to become real, she held on to that. Her partner, Feng Yun , pretending to be with her constantly, had taken advantage of this and with planning of over five years, he succeeded. Mei Hua would always take time off her schedule to go to some secret place to do secrative things.At this time of the year there was always highly trained mercenaries around her to prevent any accidents and assassinations but because of one slip up she lost her life. To whom? A man! She wakes up angry and done with men, so she adamantly rejects the System Gods offer. But when she hear about how she could play with the world's and the men to her advantage... ___ ___ ___ [Mei Hua it seems like your feeling are getting stirred up again...] " Oh, so my dead heart will beat again for scum men? " ["... cough, we aren't all scums.. "] "What? [Nothing..] "Hmph, let's go." [" Yes yes, little piggy."] " What did you-!? " ... " Ugh, I'm tired, so fvcking tired." Mei Hua complained in the system space. ["A-Mei..... "] " Who? What? And why'd you call me A-Mei?" " Right here behind you ... A-Mei. " " What.. !? -" ... A lie! A fvcking lie! What do anything I want!? I was tricked.. Tricked! -Mei Hua. Mei Hua is a bad b and won't fall in love for the time being. -Author. Crazy MLs.

Somehow, I don't know how for sure, though, I've been sent to the world of my favorite game, Skyrim. The longer I'm here, the more I notice that this world is real. Not simply realistic, but real. Everything I do has an effect on the world, either good or bad, especially in the case with the storylines. I love Skyrim, but I'm not going to be able to survive here, right? How do I get out? Getting out isn't even the beginning of my problems. The longer I stay here, the more I realize – things are different, and not necessarily for the better. -------------- As embarrassing as this is, this is a Skyrim fanfic. It's probably permanently in progress, as I'm mainly just using it as a drawing board to practice writing storylines for games. Writing it out is just a fun way I've got for going about it. I've also written this in a style so that people who haven't played any of the Elder Scrolls series of games can read it as well. I warn you, though, there's a *lot* of words. Side note: I've also got this story on other sites/apps, in case you want to read it there. -------------- This is also a challenge to That Guy Right There. This is a combination of how I would write the fanfic you made, along with the fact that I got tired of waiting for the author, That Guy Right There, to finish his story, "Living Skyrim." It's pretty good, y'all should check it out. However, Guy's mc is an asshole, so I warn you now. The puns he makes are also kinda bad. So I challenge you, Guy. I'm gonna write my version of how it'd go, and you finish yours (unless you died.) This is a direct copy from my work on my other accounts on various reading/writing apps. Check that one out, too. It doesn't matter to me which you support, cuz I'm not monetized by any. I'm just the writer, man.

How does it feel to be alone at one's own wedding? That was the case for Xia Chenxing. Her groom was absent, and she had a rooster for a stand-in. Despite being married for three years, she never met her husband and was everyone's laughing stock and scorned because of that. But so what? No one would know her happiness! Sports cars, mansions, and luxury brands were all hers. She could wear a different set of clothes and jewelry every single day while never running out of money. Most importantly, she did not have to stress herself over procreating! Was there anyone who would not love a life of freedom and indulgence like this one? That is, until one day, she had to break into a private box to avoid some thugs and met a mysterious, cold man... and he had his sights on her. Xia Chenxing: I'm married. My husband will beat you up if you bother me again! The man's advances escalated instead of stopping, leaving Xia Chenxing falling apart from the inside, and she warned him again, "My husband and I love each other very much. Love is stronger than money, and you stand no chance. Give up!"The man appeared even more delighted at her words, and a faint smile appeared on his cold visage. One day, Xia Chenxing was finally pushed over the brink and snapped: Hey! Are you crazy? Why are you stalking a married woman?! Go to the hospital and get checked if there's something wrong with you. And stay away from me! That was when the man finally asked: What's wrong with me stalking my wife? Then, cupping her shocked, dainty face, he said: Good. Now call me 'darling'!

Rumor had it that the Lu family’s third son was ugly, vicious, and incompetent in that aspect. On the first day Yun Ni married Lu Ang, Old Master Lu issued her an order, “Bear a child at once!” Yun Ni was speechless. Bear a child? That could only happen if Lu Ang was capable! How could a man who couldn’t even get it up bear a child? Old Master Lu said, “I don’t care if he can bear one or not. You two still have to have a child.” That would mean… they must engage in sexual activities? Strangely, Yun Ni understood Old Master Lu’s underlying meaning, and began thinking of ways to help Lu Ang regain his masculinity. If he couldn’t get hard, no problem. They would find the source of the problem and begin treatment there! The doctor said, “There’s nothing wrong with Third Young Master’s reproduction organ. He probably can’t get it up due to a mental issue.” And so… Yun Ni came out fresh from the shower, dressed in a sensual and revealing night gown, and knelt down before the man’s legs. She lifted her fair and dainty face to say, “The doctor asked me to give you kisses.” The doctor retorted, “No, I didn’t! You’re spouting nonsense!” Lu Ang was speechless. He realized that his newlywed wife was oddly obsessed about their couple life. She kept changing looks to seduce him and tried many different tricks, forcing him to exert all effort to prevent himself from being exposed… After Yun Ni failed to get him hard even after trying everything, she gave up in despair. But at that moment, Lu Ang, who had been speeding up his plan in secret, resolutely carried Yun Ni into the bedroom the instant his plan had succeeded. “Sweetheart, I’m done. We can enjoy our couple life now!”

Kalan, a forcefully retired veteran, gets dropped down into the dainty body of her alternate self. Navigating through court politics, the different set of expectations from a matriarchal society, and a beaten down husband, Kalan works hard to go home and strangle the person responsible for her life being ripped away.

An ordinary worker falls asleep during the height of the book she's reading, and finds herself awake surrounded by panicking people. Unfazed, her demeanor got cut short when a wrinkly hand reached out to hers. She turned to the owner and saw an old man, looking at her lovingly as he kissed her dainty hand.  "My Astrea," Turns out, she's their supposed princess, and she just awoke from death. What a convincing plot, right? Surely it was all just a dream; not that she was complaining. If it was a dream, it's just about time 'til her alarm goes off and wakes her. News flash! It's not a dream. Finding out that she really has been transported into the body of the villainess of her favorite book, the protagonist tries to find a way to go back, to no avail. Until her father- her body's father, tells her she's betrothed to the fearsome war veteran Duke. Finding it useless to stop it, she accepted and began to live her life as the villainess and wife of the infamous, ugly, disfigured and evil duke.  Until she finds out one day that her groom was not only not evil, she wasn't a husband, either.

A girl about 20 to 21 years old is mourning, lamenting saying for whosoever passes through my life for good or bad may heavens repay you back bountifully and abundantly she is grieved, her heart is tightening, her name is Juni. Juni was a beautiful girl but not like those girls in magazines she has a distinctive personality; one who can laugh at anything, including themselves, and one who is especially kind and caring to others. ... She is a woman who can inexplicably make you feel really good just by being around her, and yet brings such great sadness when she is gone. Everything about her is mesmerizing. Her smile and laugh can stop you dead in your tracks, and her eyes seem to light up the world when they smile. Everything about her redefines perfect. She has the ability to make anyone forget how to breathe. She may cause stomach sickness, headaches, inability to think, weakness of joints/bones- making it hard to stand up straight near her. She had a shapely figure she wasn't slim but with perfect body and curve she was wasp-waisted she had glossy skin she had slender eyebrows her eyelashes were velvety She had sea-nymph ears she had a dainty nose she had shiny, halo-white teeth her fingernails were varnished her hair was black tinted with gold at the lower part she had rapture-blue eyes she had pouting lips syrup-sweet lips. She had a joyous personality with a soothing voice. It was a pity she felt betrayed by her loved ones she was in her state of nightmare hearing someone saying don't cross the ocean for people who wouldn't cross a puddle for you. Do you hear me Juni? she swore in her dreams to have a sweet revenge.

~ON HOLD~ Please support my new book "Love You Until Rebirth" Free in the meantime! Young, beautiful and talented, Lu Shengyi appears to have it all, even to the extent of inheriting a fortune from an anonymous stranger. But behind the wiles of this seductress who never ceases to amaze all who beheld her, Shengyi appears to have a secret that she cannot tell: her tale of transmigration, and the deal behind it. Enter Shan Hanyu, the new intern at Shengyi Corporation, who seems to know a little something about the heiress. But what happens one night when the cold and eccentric CEO from the rival company, Cullen Fu appears at her bedside, telling her "It's time for you to fulfill your end of the bargain"? Suddenly, she finds the man's tone oddly familiar, but cannot remember where she has heard it before. "Here, let me remind you who I am." Exploring her dainty mouth with his icy tongue, Cullen shows her what it means to give her soul and her love in her deal... with the devil. ------ hit me up on discord at lingchenxi#4127 if you do have any enquiries! GOLD TIER winner for WPC#155: New Beginnings! update schedule: HIATUS

Ian mencoba memainkan SKYRIM secara VR tapi tiba-tiba kapsul VRnya bermasalah dan kemudian meledak dan bereinkarnasi dengan 2 permintaan. Ini adalah novel pertama saya dan merupakan novel pemenuhan keinginan jadi jangan berharap banyak. Tags : Overpower, Magic, Litle-RPG, Slice-of-Life, Academy, Harem, Adventure, Lite-System, World-Traveling Gambar sampul bukan milik saya jadi jika itu milik anda dan anda ingin saya untuk menggantinya cukup beritahu saya Link gambar: https://www.peakpx.com/en/hd-wallpaper-desktop-akirq

Died and ended up in your favorite game "Skyrim"? No need to be sad. Did Sithis give you the system? You can worry. Did he instruct you to create a brotherhood from scratch, not only in Cyrodiil, but also in other worlds? It's a breeze, the system sends an invitation to join my "Notifiers". Soon the black hand will rule the worlds, Sithis himself is on our side, we have nothing to fear! Glory to our Father of Terror! (Attention!!! English is not my native language)

A man so quiet so dainty so....harmless what can this person do wrong? "Help me my lord for I have sinned" A cry was heard echoes of his own voice rang through the abandoned chapel. How could you help someone so monstrous? Is it an excuse if they are the only person who have cared for you? Would you remove your morals? Or would you choose to be a hero? .... owned by Tofu_M. any republishing or reposting of this novel is and will never be allowed. ... This novel contains graphic things involving mentions of murder, substance abuse and religion. Please read at your own risk.

That's enough." He said. "Let her go!" His voice came sharp as steel and in command. The man let go and I almost fell on my knees, weakened from days of starvation and caged in the storage. I looked at him uncertain what to do or think. The mysterious man observed me for a few seconds then strode over to his horse, fetching a flask of water. He loosened the lid and handed it to me. I snatched it from his hand like a feral animal and drank and drank until the last drop of water fell in my mouth. I was thirsty and dying, I couldn't get enough drink of water. He offered me spiced rice ball next and I consumed every bit of it in front of him without feeling any shame or reserved daintiness. I didn't care, I was hungry. I could care less whether I looked like a starving animal or a woman. Once I'm done, he merely groaned and said..."Let's go." I understood right then that I was just sold to a new master, and he is now my new owner. My new owner mounted on his horse, I expected to walk while he rode when he offered me his hand to help lift me up behind him. His gesture surprised me, and I jerked at the sight of his wide palm, thinking he was going to hurt me. "Don't be scared." He murmured, his voice is a gentle wave of softness. "I will not hurt you like your previous masters

After his father dies in the civil war, Soare does everything in his power to stop the tyrant Ulfric Stormcloak from becoming the king of Skyrim.

Emma Fox is your average video game playing, introverted college girl, with a group of friends that used to challenge each other at playing various games, especially the Elder Scrolls series! But when her friend Jack ropes them into playing his completely altered version of Skyrim, things get weird really fast when a storm knocks them unconscious and they wake up in Tamriel. Now Emma and her misfitted group of friends have to learn how to live in a world that they thought they knew, while also trying to survive long enough to see the real world again. (In this story, there will be comedy, adventure, potential romances, 18+ themed content, gore and violence, some dark topics, and more.)

A child is brought to Jorvaskr and raised among the warriors there, a sibling to the twins Vilkas and Farkas. Born a child of the Daedric Lord, Hircine, she ends up the Quarry of the Wild Hunt. The worst part? She's trapped in his realm, the Hunting Grounds. Finding her way back to Nirn may cost more than she knows. (Elder Scrolls V fanfiction)

"Why... Why did you not let me die? why save me? why are you doing this?" Su Ruoyan questioned the domineering yet caring man who sat before her, his eyes carried a tender expression as he gently cooled her soup, His movements were so elegant as that of a well mannered and reserved royal princess meeting her prince charming for the first time, it was as if Mu Suhan had been magically enrolled in his own world, A world where their were only the two of them as he gently fed her everyday , while she stared at him questioning his gestures. Suddenly he put down the bowl and then picked a tissue and wapped the corners of her lips before his left hand travelled behind her neck, My Sihan burried his face in the nib of her dainty neck and then left fragile kisses, his lips trail to her ears, As he then let's out a breathless yet sorrowful whisper that leaves her puzzled especially when she meets his usual cold, emotionless eyes troubled, "Yan Yan, What if i told you that we have been here before," "That we had loved deeply loved each other before.." "......that....you dead on me....not once...but thrice....each time... earlier than . .the other,"

Maou is a young human created by orcs, his "quiet" life is interrupted by the extraordinary.   *Status: Stoped. One should expect: fights, blood, war, blood, love, blood, magic, blood, torture, perhaps a little terror.  The character is strong physically and will develop more in the magic. Church with references to Catholicism, with regard to good and evil, the mythology of angels and demons, but with room for more things. Notions of appearance, height, beauty, will only be described at the time of contact with human civilization because in the orc civilization it is different ... (I find it disturbing to make him find a female orc the standard of beauty). For magic: outside the standard (elemental) other that are based on other stories, games, etc. (Eragon, Skyrim among other exceptional things). *The current status: Stoped, I can resume and rewrite this project after fanfic: lycan has completed. *All Rights Reserved copyright.

"Come here, little one!" "No way!" What to do when the wife is angry? The big-shot CEO is filthy rich, showering her with extravagant displays of love every day! Today a luxury car, tomorrow a mansion, the day after a private jet... In a media interview: "What was the most expensive gift you have given your wife?" "So far, our son!" "You treat your wife so well, she must surely love you!" CEO laughs confidently, "Without a doubt!" Arriving home, his delicate wife throws a divorce contract at him, "Dongfang Yu, sign this!" "Hai Xiaotang, all you think about is divorce. Don't think I can't handle you!" The CEO, full of fury, cracks his knuckles, "A washboard, an abacus, a keyboard, a durian...choose one!" "Durian!" The CEO ends up kneeling on the durian with a thud!