Frisk Skirt

【Su Shuang, pet literature, abuse of scum, pendulum, strong male and female leads!】 Eighteen-year-old Su Xiaoyu went from being a farm girl from Hua Mountain to overnight, miraculously transforming into Mu Qingli, a wealthy heiress envied by everyone in the village. For her initial return to the wealthy family, Mu Qingli concealed her sharp edges, staying low-key in both her conduct and actions. The six younger sisters born after her rebirth stole the identity and status that originally belonged to her. Her greedy and worthless father, in order to save his biological son, actually conspired to have her heart removed! After her rebirth, Mu Qingli took a high-profile approach to life and to her dealings! Meeting Buddha, she would slay Buddha; encountering a god, she would slay the god! She carved out her own empire! A scheming younger sister? Then let her scheme to the absolute fullest! This life, I'll make it so she would rather die than live! When rebirth meets rebirth, it's either your death or your disappearance! A father who steals hearts? This lifetime, I will personally reclaim yours and return the torment a hundredfold! From then on, the underworld saw the rise of Lord Lili! Treading over bloodstained bones, each step she took was elegant. Lord Lili's methods were admired and appalling to others. The feng shui circle gained a great pendulum master! With a pendulum in hand, she subdued everyone at her feet, regardless of their age or gender. The business world saw the arrival of Boss Mu! Investing, starting businesses, she would manipulate the entire business landscape with a mere clap of her hands. The world of traditional Chinese medicine added an unparalleled genius! With her delicate hands, she could revive the dead and mend bones with her touch. In this life, she would live unrestrainedly and arrogantly! I do as I please! Challenge me if you dare! —— He was rumored to be the most noble man in the whole of China, handsome and exceptionally refined, putting contemporary young celebrities streets behind him, and also the fantasy of countless young women. He was richer than some countries, extremely wealthy, but unfortunately— He was gay! Even China's number one beauty couldn't get close to him. No female creature has ever appeared beside him. Until one day. After returning from Hua Mountain, a gender-unknown little milk dog started following him. From then on, he brought the little milk dog with him to eat, sleep, and attend various parties, where the dog gained fame and esteem in both private and public. Everyone sighed that in this world, one might be inferior even to a dog! Just as everyone was speculating what top-tier prestigious breed the little milk dog was... A renowned zoologist spoke after an appraisal, "Chinese Rural Dog!" The crowd: Sweat! This most noble man once declared loudly: I shall never marry! He said, "A man should have the dignity of a man. How could one stoop beneath a woman's skirt?" When a lifelong bachelor meets a woman who vows never to marry— Sparks fly like dry kindling meeting a flame! An explosion was imminent! Consequently, the face-slapping routine began— "Lili, stop being angry, okay? Shall I be your ride? Shall I sing 'Conquest' for you?" "Lili, I can't live without you." 【Proposal Chapter】 A certain man knelt on one knee, offering a ring and flowers, "Lord Lili, marry me!" A certain woman smiled gently, "Sorry, I vow to never marry." The man with a look of earnest devotion, "Then let me marry into your family. With your surname and my given name, allow me to be your subject under your skirt." The crowd: "......" Dead! Lord, your male dignity is on the ground. Could you please pick it up? Recommendation for De Yin's completed work "National Goddess: Rebirth of an Ace Heiress"

He was a prestigious man who dominated the Imperial Capital, cold and tyrannical, overshadowing everything with just a wave of his hand. When he accidentally met her and began to dote on his wife, he spared not even his own mother. Everyone envied her, yet they didn't know his adoration was truly exhausting her. "You're not allowed to wear backless dresses, and skirts must not rise above the knee. No kissing scenes, no physical contact with male actors, and you must be home by eight o'clock every night."

* 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.”

From dual cultivating with stunning, powerful immortals to refining the balls of a void dragon into aphrodisiacs, Bobby was renowned and feared throughout the heavenly realm for one thing, his inverse cultivation technique! But as the saying goes, no legend is built in a day. Before Bobby became a name that echoed across worlds, he was just an ordinary construction worker on Earth, living paycheck to paycheck. His life ended tragically, only for him to awaken in a realm where a single spirit stone could spark war and send tons of heads rolling. In this brutal world of cutthroat competition, Bobby was a nobody, struggling to see another day. That is, until a perverted old man entered his life. “Don’t be sad, my boy. The hem of the skirt holds the key to ultimate enlightenment.” With those sketchy, absurd words, Bobby’s life changed forever. Witness his rise from humble beginnings to the pinnacle of immortality as he carves his path through this unforgiving world.

Zhang Zheng, who considers himself the unluckiest college student on campus, seems cursed from day one—from the infamous "skirt incident" to a string of bizarre misfortunes. However, his life takes a supernatural turn after a chilling encounter on campus, leaving him possessed by a mischievous ghost girl, Yan Xiaoning. This marks the start of his journey into the mysterious world of Yin and Yang. Facing vengeful spirits, enigmatic ghostly infants, and a series of eerie events, Zhang Zheng evolves from a timid, ordinary student into a courageous "ghost hunter" capable of confronting the spirit realm. Amidst a comical string of misfortunes, he learns not only to conquer fear but also the true meaning of responsibility and protection. Welcome to the thrilling world of Yin-Yang Academy!

Twelve Tales Of Lust: A Dozen Cocks & Cunts - Series, Book 1. “Tell me, who owns this dripping needy p***y?” he growled, driving her wild with his fingers, her legs shaking as the pleasure hit hard “Answer me, Lina!” “You…” she cried ecstatically. “Not good enough.” He grunted, pushing her skirt higher and landing a stinging smack that made her gasp. “Say it like you mean it.” “You… you own every inch of it, Daddy. Please… please don’t stop.” He’s the alpha—dangerous, untouchable, and whispered to be gay because he’s refused to take a Luna. Forced to go undercover as a professor at the prestigious college he owns, he never expected to be consumed by the fiery, irresistible new student who walked into his class. What he doesn’t know is that she’s on a mission—to kill him. To her, he’s the dangerously sexy professor whose touch left her aching for more after their first forbidden encounter. To him, she’s the seductive temptress he can’t get out of his mind—the one with the curves that drive him mad with lust. But as their passion ignites into something uncontrollable, neither realizes the deadly secrets they’re hiding are about to explode. Once their true identities are revealed, will it destroy them both, or fuel an even more dangerous desire?

Sydney Coker is a 24 years old girl who had dropped out of college due to a lot of responsibilities. Sydney's Mother was Diagnosed of Kidney Failure And needed a kidney transplant as soon as possible. Sydney had to drop out of school and began working to earn money just to gather up for her mother's Surgery. Her Elder brother Derrick Coker is a drug Addict and a drunkard. He doesn't care about Anyone except himself. Their father passed on due to Kidney failure because they didn't have money to pay for his hospital bills. Sydney took it as a pain to gather up for her mother's surgery even though her brother isn't helping matters. Nelson .Osmond. Butler Is a Top 5 Multi Billionaire in the whole of L.A city. He has Companies in different Countries and Also Mansions. On top of that, He's a flirt. He literally goes for anything hidden under the skirt. He loves partying, He goes to every club in town, Drinks himself to stupor, Before taking a lady to hotel. He believes a Party without Girls, Is a No, No for him! How are they (Sydney and Nelson) Gonna Meet?? Let's find out in this Suspend filled Story.

"Your skirt is stained by the way..." Kayla met her husband Zayn in an embarrassing manner. They never cross parts again for years not until life became a little too hard for Zayn. Zayn was on a job hunt, but it was hard getting a job since he didn't have any significant skill to offer. He eventually runs into Kayla's sister; Natalie who offered him a job as the marketing director of her company. A gala was held by by the company which all workers and the Renzo family are demanded to be in attendance. Kayla is trying to make sure the pictures taken by the press and paparazzi comes out perfect to avoid scandals when her eye lands on a familiar face. she wasn't certain who it was at first but she would eventually. Zayn does not remember Kayla neither did he remember that particular event, and Kayla vowed to make sure he never remembers. Life had a little surprise install for Kayla but little did she know she was going to spoiled by that very man...

Just on the out skirts of the kingdom of Genfilheim and deep in the heart of the wild life, an entity has embroidered herself as the embodiment of fear in the hearts of the common folk. At the same time, a young oddball adventurer is capturing the various experiences he comes across in his worn-out book. One day the aloof adventurer with a hearty smile and a carefree stride, marches into the very forest ready to see this supposed demon. But what happens when he discovers a calm and stranger instead of the Blood Thirsty Beast ? Well, what ensues is a sugary yet chaotic adventure of two people, an immoral beast girl who has lived many lives and the bubbly young adventurer. A story which unravels into a bitter sweet perspective of life, the meaning of purpose along with an interesting promise. -The Promise to a Fulfilling Tomorrow.

She was dubbed as the Villainess in the female lead and the male lead's love story. Like every typical romance stories, there is always an evil stepmother, unfeeling father. And the scheming "stepsister" who will always tries to destroy the innocent female lead's life and steal the handsome male lead. What if the evil stepsister was actually misunderstood? What becomes of her when everyone thinks she was nothing but a villain in everyone's eyes? Yan Xiaoran became the target of everyone's ire and labeled as the 'evil sister'. Her own mother was unloving and greedy. Her stepfather was power-hungry and her fiancé wants her dead for good. But where's her love story? Will the evil sister finally have her long-awaited love story? And why is she being targeted by this mysterious guy? ...... Excerpt: With his hand around her, he said, "From the moment we met, I became certain of one thing." She stared at him and tugged the fingers creeping under her skirt, "W-what is it" "Other than me, there's no man who's allowed to marry you." He smiled devilishly and licked his lips before saying, "And the only girl who's able to marry me is you. ... Note: This novel is an ORIGINAL story by (Poisonlily)

All she wanted was a man to pinch out that inner side of her, Bonita, knowing fully well she wasn't just the boring 19-year-old covered in long choir robes on Sundays, the long denim skirts she had to put on to school. Life was the usual morning chores, school, and church, not until her twentieth birthday when she met Fredrick, a basketballer who lived down her street.

Shen Xingkong was reborn to the age of 18. At first, she only wanted to cling onto Huo Siye's golden thigh, to become a quiet and beautiful fairy under his protection, to hug and kiss and raise a baby, and to tear apart white lotus flowers with her left hand and abuse scumbags with her right hand, and to reach the pinnacle of life. But later on... every time she saw Huo Siye, her heart would race! He was a wolf who walked between good and evil, ruthless and not one to mince words. But when he saw Xingkong, he wagged his tail and couldn't wait to spoil her. Shen Xingkong said, "Fourth Prince, they all say you're bewitched!" Huo Siye replied, "They're wrong! It's obvious that even if I die and become a ghost, I'll still be happy under Star's skirt." This is a sweet story of a black-bellied demon king who protects his wife and loves her day and night.

frisk, a 12 year old child, is going to his hiding place called 'Mount ebbot' he really doesn't go deep much at all, but today was different, he wanted to explore his hiding place a bit more, and ended up climbing on it.

**In a life full of pain, she leaved lonely, even though she had a family. After achieving the second best title in the police service, she was respected by many, but she also got herself some enemies. she was the lady with no friends, because she neither trust nor believed in anyone, after being heart broken. Even the man who made her his fiancee left her, disappearing with the one she called friend. How was she to believe in true love, when it never worked for her. And all she got was a broken heart in return for the love she gives. Abigail, the young energetic police officer, who's the best in drills title holder, hoped to find her Mr right, but how will she know when she doesn't believe in love. **His life had been a mess since he was asked to marry his childhood friend, who had always loved him, but he never did. He did not believe in love, and even if he did, his friend can't be his wife. He accept the proposal nonetheless, hoping to solve a conflict between two families, but the true colors of his wife to be was revealed in no time. Even though he was the CEO of his family's business, he was also COP officers in the Prisons Service. A mask just to find true friends, and also reduce the attention on him. Enoch never knew, that in his quest for peace and friendship, he'll also find the love of his life. How was he to accept his feelings when he never felt like that. And how was she going to stand by him when all she was going to get in his life was pain. Even he didn't know how to make her his, because both of them had someone they were to marry, and yet never believed in true love. __________ __________ Abstract "For goodness sake Tempest we are in the church premises, can't you wait?" She said trying to get away from his holds. "Don't you think it's the best place to give Lia a sister or brother?" He reply while kissing her on the neck and nape. "But you kno.... Mmmmmm... What..... are...... you...... doing....?" Her wards were cut short by Enoch with a kiss on the lips, making her speak in-between kisses. "Just helping the bishops, and I miss my love you know." He reply as he slip his fingers in her skirt unannounced. "Ahhhh..... Hhhhhaaa...... Tempest...... I... Ahhhh.... Am...ahhhh ..... Mmmmm." Abigail gaps for air as if there was no more air in the room as she felt his fingers thrusting in and out of her. She held on to his shirt as if her life on depends on it, standing firm for him to continue. Enoch stopped kissing her so they could breathe in some air, but in just seconds moans and sounds of pleasure feels the room, since his fingers never stop doing it work.

" you are mine Madison" He growled into my ear while he held me possessively. " He's just a friend okay. We have nothing together" I shyly said but he was having none of it. He carried me and put me on top of his desk and stepped between my legs. Oh no! This never ended well. " Let me remind you who you belong to" He shifted my skirt up and tore my panties. I tried controlling my voice but he held my hands down

Emperor Yongning liked his daughter, but he gave birth to eighteen sons in a row. For this reason, he specially asked the master to fortune-telling. Did he have a daughter? The master told him, “Your Majesty, you have a daughter, and the daughter was born long ago.” Emperor Yongning waved his hand and said, “I only have eighteen sons and no daughters.” Master: “No, you have only seventeen sons.” The other is a daughter. Emperor Yongning: “Absolutely impossible.” Until one day, Emperor Yongning saw his eighteenth son Jun Ning, wearing a double-ring bun, wearing a pink skirt, pretending to be a little girl, and excitedly said to him: “Father, I am It’s not the prince, I’m the little princess you always miss!” Emperor Yongning: “…What nonsense, you are my son.” Jun Ning: “No, I’m your daughter.” “Come on, give me a medical examination!” After the test, it turned out to be a daughter. Emperor Yongning: He, he has a precious daughter.

"So you don't want me to see you only as money?" I said, walking around the table. He looked up from where he was sitting, facing me. I married this man for his money, but I have to admit that he was extremely handsome. You know those people who become giants wherever they go, you notice them immediately because everyone else is so small next to them. My husband was just like that. Isn't that why I married him in the first place? Because he was big enough for me to hide under his wings. But still... When I looked down on him like that, I felt so powerful, like I'd made a lion kneel before me. From where he was sitting, he was looking at me with such confidence that it made me want to challenge him. "So my beloved husband wants more now?" I said, continuing to approach. When I stopped in front of him, I grabbed his shoulders, made him lean back in the chair and sat on his lap. I was so slow that my husband, realizing that this was a challenge, never broke my game. Because I knew this was his favorite part of me. A man that everyone was afraid to talk to, let alone challenge, was being challenged at every turn by a woman half his size. Shouldn't that be funny to him? Because I thought it was very funny, but somehow I'm sure it was very hot for my husband. After I settled on his lap, I put my arms around his neck and "Then give me more." I said. He frowned at what I said. I knew he wouldn't like it because he was used to everyone giving him everything he wanted. No strings attached. Now I was asking him for something to get what he wanted and I must say I was used to getting everything I wanted. A wry smile appeared on his face. His hands were already wrapped around my hips as he said, "Would more bags, dresses or cars do the trick, wife?" Now he was challenging me. I shouldn't have fallen for it because it was his weapon. He was cheating by messing with my mind. I mean, I sat on his lap, but mine didn't count. I was allowed to cheat a little bit to beat him. Because I told you, anyone would feel small next to my husband and I needed to see desire in his eyes for a little confidence. So I rubbed against him a little and put one of my hands down on his chest. Instantly his gaze darkened and I continued my game. "See? How can I see a man who is always trying to give me more bags or more money as more than that?" I wasn't sure if he was listening to me because he was looking directly at my lips with his darkened gaze and his hands were caressing my thighs and he looked like he could attack me at any moment, but I knew he wasn't going to interrupt my show and he was going to savor every moment. Is it weird to compare my husband to a wild animal lurking around right now? It was hard enough to pay attention with his hands caressing my thighs, and if he kept looking at me like that for a while longer, I was definitely going to attack him. So I moved the hand that had been on his chest back up to his neck and got close to his ear. As I got closer, his hands gripped my thighs tighter. I may have rubbed a little bit, but I told you, I had the right to cheat. I wonder if he thought I looked like a lurking animal. "If you want me to see you as something more, husband, stop buying me expensive bags or cars every chance you get. I'm here and if you want it that bad, man up and come and get it." I said and placed a kiss between her neck and ear. I was extremely sexy right now and judging by the hands up my skirt I was on the right track but I needed one last stroke. I was going to say the same thing he'd said to me a couple of days ago and get my revenge for that day, and then I could enjoy myself for a while, because with hands on my bare buttocks and legs, my mind was starting to wander too. And this giant of a man wasn't the only one affected by these little tricks. After the kiss, I pulled back, looked into his blackened eyes, gave him the last stroke and finished my show. "If you've got the balls!"

Ava is rebirth, rebirth as a vicious girl in a novel she'd read. In the original book, Aaden,the boss of the world's top fashion and luxury goods group proposed to break off the engagement to his fiancee Avery, after meeting the heroine Bella. Avery received a huge sum of money as compensation, but she was still depressed for the rest of her life. But now，Ava rebirth as Avery. Ava:"You don't have to serve your husband, but can still get such a big amount money. Is there such a perfect thing?" Ava came from last age, before she entered the book and reborn as Avery, she want to be a fashion blogger. So she proposed that in addition to sharing the money, she would also be allowed to lend the jewelry, clothes and bags collected by Aaden's family indefinitely. Aaden agreed, but did not break off the engagement.Later, Ava posted outfits on INS and YT: a dress with white shoes, a coat with a sweatshirt and sneakers. In this ancient novel about the popularity of tight skirts and high heels, she quickly became popular! With her gemstone crown, imperial green emerald, and handmade high-end vintage evening gown, she was featured on the first cover of "TOP" magazine, nominating the mysterious fashion blogger that major blue-blood brands most want to cooperate with! The fashion and luxury goods empire headed by Aaden is the second oldest in this book. Aaden dreams of becoming top one. At the wedding break-up scene, his fiancee thought after seeing the next season’s key products:"Is it ten centimeters to hate the sky? If you wear this in the last days, you will die in three steps."Aaden: This marriage is irrevocable. The original person Avery drugged Aaden and Aaden used this as a threat to force Ava to live with him. From then on, Aaden, an arrogant and conceited boss changed his style and turned into a follower who was obsessed with eavesdropping on his fiancee. Aaden not only took out his black leather book at any time, but also took notes carefully and nodded frequently. He often asked "without shame": "What is French style? Old money style? Quiet luxury style?..." As the heroine of the original book, Bella is the most unique existence compared to the male protagonist Ava. Her appearance is a beam of light, illuminating the originally "meaningless" life of the ascetic workaholic... Bella, who had foreseen the plot, waited for the original book heroine Avery to be divorced by Aaden's family. She waited and waited until the hot search: # Top luxury brand young tycoon secret meeting new internet celebrity#, #AN President Aaden once said that his fiancee is the only one in his life#...

SYNOPSIS Iris Brown, a 23-year-old talented fashion designer, has lived a life filled with misery ever since she lost her parents, who were terribly killed by her ex-husband, Sebastian Sean. Iris's existence has become dull and devoid of meaning until one fateful encounter changes everything, her whole life changed when she met Damon Dax …. Who is he? How did they encounter? Iris was killed by Sebastian but reborn as Cassandra Miles, the contract bride of the very mafia boss Damon. He is a strict mafia boss and a notorious play boy who was only interested in tasting everything under the skirt and nothing more and after tasting them for some time he dumped them and go for another one. Iris and Damon both had things in common, they had zero tolerance for love but were forced by their parents to marry each other, but neither of them were ready to fall in love so this made them signed a marriage contract that stipulates their union will last for only three. Iris was to bear Damon an heir and after three years they will part ways. “Damon is it that you don’t want to get married or you can’t say goodbye to fucking lady around. You don’t want to be bound by anything that’ll stop you from doing that. It’s your hubby” ‘

“It’s Duke Raymond, oh my god he looks so handsome in white!!” a lady exclaimed. Just hearing this warning bell Eloise, peered to the right. A beautiful man dressed completely in white tux walked confidently into the ballroom. His black eyes wandered amongst the crowd, searching for a certain someone. {‘Why is he here!!’} Eloise bit her lips anxiously. {‘Either way, lets run before he catches me,’} she pulled up her fluffy ruffle skirt to her knees and ran like the wind. All of a sudden she felt her skirt being pulled from behind. “How audacious of you to pull a lady’s skirt,” she shouted and pulled without taking a glance back. “My, my, I think I stepped on a cockroach, what shall I do? Shall I roast it for tainting my shoes or should I chop its head off,” a hoarse voice jokingly said from behind. {‘Shit, I’m dead,’} she glanced back in slow motion. “This..... My lord, can you let go of my skirt,” she pointed to his foot that was firmly stepping on the bottom of her skirt. “Why not, I am just expressing my emotions to the lady who expressed ardent feeling to me in her letters,” he said with a smug smirk. The crowd gasped. “She wrote him a love letter!! That shameless wrench,” some lady shouted out loud. Hearing this, Eloise’s eyelid twitched, “sir... no, Lord, I think you misunderstood. I was only expressing my heartfelt gratitude with my ‘thank you’ letter,” she enunciated each word. The duke chuckled. “Oh is that so,” he strode closer having a tight grip on her skirt, “are the words bat-shit-bastard, ring a bell. I read it in your letter,” Eloise gritted her teeth, {‘so you plan to use my word against me, huh? We’ll see who wins,’} she stepped to his side, showing her back to the entire crowd. “MY LORD! Where are you touching me?!” Suddenly she shouted, gasping her bosom. “How audacious of you. I RESPECTED YOU SIR!! How could you do this,” she screamed and ran away while he was frozen in shock. The entire ball room was in disarray. “Lord Raymond is a pervert!!”

[MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!! THIS STORY IS MAFIA MEANING IT HAS A LOT OF VIOLENCE AND STRONG MATURE LANGUAGE] [NO RAPE] [NO CHEATING] [Note that the Male Lead in this story is not a prince charming who will change for his woman. He's a man with very questionable morals] I was bred in the mafia, born in the mafia, raised in the mafia, would marry into the mafia, and I would die in the mafia. In my house, my father’s word was law. Failure to adhere to the law came with dire consequences. Sometimes physical, mental, or emotional. He treated us like commodities and assets he would sell to the highest bidder and make some quick buck. It didn’t matter that we were human or that we had opinions. Antonio Agosti was a monster for a father. He killed any man who tried to get with my sister and me and made us promise to preserve our virginity until marriage. And he saw it fit to sell mine to the most dangerous gang in all of Italy, the Cosa Nostra (Sicillian Mafia). He sold me to the most feared man in all of Italy, Nikolas ‘The Beast’ Mancini. He was rumored to have crushed a man’s skull with his hands, but I didn’t know if it was true. Either way, he was ruthless, fearless, intimidating, and dangerous. He had eyes as cold as ice and a gaze as calculating as ever. He was also strikingly handsome and hot. Every woman wanted him and feared him at the same time. But he chose me. The way he looked at me scared me. Especially when he told me, “You’re mine now, Viola. Till death do us part.” And he was right. The only way out of a Mafia marriage was death. Whether it was arranged as in my case or not. If I tried to leave Nikolai, the whole Cosa Nostra would hunt and kill me. And so the question remains, was death better than being married to the devil incarnate? ***EXCERPT 1*** “Any man who looks at you suggestively, I take his eyes. If he so much as touches you, I take his hands. If he sniffs you, I take his nose. If he kisses you or talks to you, I take his tongue.” Every word sent a chill down my spine, colder than the last. What kind of a monster did I get married to? “You’re sick!” He walked closer, covered in Leon’s blood. His stride was powerful and scary. On a normal occasion, I would have stood my ground. However, he had shown me a side of him I’d never seen before. “You know what the problem is, Principessa? I showed you that I was a gentleman and I was good. I’m not. You’ve taken my kindness for weakness.” “But—” He cut me off by grabbing my neck and pulling me closer. My heart raced wildly against my chest and I couldn’t tell if I was turned on or scared. “You’re my whore, Viola and I don’t share. Don’t you ever forget it.” Using his leg to spread my legs, he hiked up my skirt using his hand. Goosebumps coated my skin and a trail of fire was left in the wake of his touch. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. “You only spread these legs for me. Got it?” “No. I’m not a whore.” “You’re right. You are MY whore. Now go upstairs and wait for me on the bed before I cut off your lover’s other hand." ***End of Excerpt*** (Second Excerpt inside)

I transmigrated to the Great Qin empire to find myself a famous good-for-nothing in Ye Manor and the subject of ridicule of everyone. But thankfully, my dantian is the planet Earth. When the Earthlings cultivate and comprehend anything, it will also turn into my own cultivation and comprehension. Each time one more Earthling reaches First Honor Inborn Level, I'd be able to add on the strength of an First Honor Inborn Level to my own strength. There are 1.4 billion people on this Earth. I've hit jackpot.

Kara had finished her second glass of wine by the time she'd explained everything and her eyelids seemed to be getting heavy. Her head had been resting on my shoulder while she had been recounting the events of the night before and she seemed in desperate need of sleep, so I helped her get in position on the sofa; laid her head on a nice cushion and she fell asleep quickly. I slipped into my bedroom and got changed into a little red dress that loosely fell to mid-thigh, and quietly watched the TV, although most of the time I stared at Kara. She looked so gorgeous, so vulnerable, and I couldn't help stroking my inner thigh as I watched her sleep. I wanted her now more than ever, to feel her lips on mine again and have her body pressed against mine, but in a far more intimate way than the night before. Her knees were bent towards her chest revealing a generous amount of thigh to me, I'd hardly noticed the blue skirt when she'd arrived because of the outpouring of emotion but now I could have a proper look at her smooth legs. Even though I could see quite a bit of her outer thigh I wanted to see more. My hand had found its way under my dress and was stroking my own smooth skin as I lusted after hers. I needed to get a better look and tried moving around on my chair, like a horny sixteen-year-old boy trying to look up a girl's skirt. Instead, I'm a horny nineteen-year-old girl trying to look up a girl's skirt which is totally different, right?.... Right?

Tessa, a promising designer has been working her ass off her while life, never slacking off , head bent in order to achieve her dream of starting her own modeling agency After a series of ill luck, she lands a job at Royalty and things seem to be turning out great, up until she meets her boss. Lucian, a stunning reckless sex god who happened to be her former class mate back at highschool and the captain of the football team who had all the girls by his side together with his former girlfriend had made her last days at college miserable as things always went easy for them due to their wealthy background. As prosperous as he was, he was still a lusty bastard that disgusted every inch of her flesh, always after anything rgat wore a skirt. He was someone she never could imagine in her wildest dreams to be her life partner, up until the day he has a car accident.

"You want this Viv. Don't you?" He murmured,his thumb tracing a gentle part down my body. His piercing green eyes seemed to bore into my soul,their intensity making my heart raced. “Stop please,” I cried. I held on to his shoulders to push him away but my fingers dugged into his skin as I threw my head back. A moan escaped my throat. He leaned closer and hiked my skirt up. He pushed aside my already wet panties and gently caressed my clitoris. “Answer me baby, do you want this? Do you want us?” I could feel his warm breath against my skin,his words laced with a tone that both thrilled and terrified me. "Yes,I want it" I whispered,my eyes fluttering close while his fingers thrust in and out of me. I couldn't control the moans that erupt my throat. I knew my actions means giving him total control over me, but I couldn't think straight at the moment. I just wanted him. . . . Hit by the betrayal of her best friend and her boyfriend, Vivian Everhart enters a marriage of convenience with Kian Blackwood. They would show affection and act like a normal couple to everyone, but indoors they act like strangers. Their arrangement was going without a hitch for a while until they started feeling attracted towards each other. They decided to make their marriage real until a figure from Kian's past came into the picture. This made the couple drift apart. Will they go their separate ways? Or will they give themselves another chance and fight for their love?

Gabrielle Lockwood's aspiration for a quiet life with her test tubes and vials takes a turn for the worse when she becomes the target of a group of werewolves due to her research. So, when the handsome Sebastian offers to protect her, Gabby finds it hard to turn him down. However, Sebastian is more than his chiseled form; he is part of an Elite Group of Lycans that will do everything to protect the secrets of Aetheria. Sebastian Devereux is determined to prove to his father that he can lead the Night Riders, a group of Lycans whose existence is considered a legend. So when his father asks him to seduce a mere human, Sebastian agrees without hesitation. Except the woman comes in the form of a small, sarcastic scientist who likes to question everything. A small package of a human being who seems more interested in dissecting him than falling for his charms! What starts as a straightforward assignment becomes a complex dance as Gabrielle's inquisitive nature delves into Sebastian's world. It's all fun and games until a predator starts hunting Gabrielle. Now Sebastian must make a choice: continue his mission and become the leader of Night Riders or protect her with all his heart and soul. ....... Excerpt "I can hear your heartbeat, Gabby," he uttered, his voice deep and husky. Gabby immediately frowned, unimpressed. "What are you insinuating, Mr. Devereux?" she steadied her voice, trying her best not to show the desire that sent shivers down her spine. The thought of him pinning her against the wall almost made her spiral, but she knew this would not end well—for both of them. Instead of giving her an answer, he took a step towards her. "I knew you wanted me, just as I wanted you," he said. Gabby pursed her lips as she tried to take in the small distance between them. She lifted her gaze and stared at his silver-gray eyes. "You must be losing your mind, Mr. Devereux. Being confident is one thing; being arrogant is laughable. Not everyone wearing a skirt likes to spend time in your bed." Some of them wanted to see how fast his wounds heals, she thought as she convinced herself that she was here to study... him. He chuckled, amusement flashing in his eyes. "One, you are not wearing a skirt. Two, I do not want you to spend time in my bed." His gaze darkened as he took another step towards her. "I want you here, right now, in the middle of my office—on my table, on that plush couch, the shower, and against the wall. The bed is for resting, Gabby and trust me, I want to do a lot of things with you, and not one of them involves resting in my bed."

He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."

"So what if I had been your angel, beauty?" The woman in question turned with her red skirt fluttering. Her face washed white was on the verge of crumbling. He reached out, standing above her, and Charlotte's hand wavered with her poisoned words. "What if." [Mature Content] In a technologically advanced world where the darkness is chased out by bright lights, there are vampires lingering behind the scenes, seamlessly merged between human life. Charlotte follows the lines of normal but her ordinary routine comes to a stop when she witnesses an eye-opening moment that puts both her and her loved ones in danger, making her once quiet life crumble. A vampire crosses path with a human to which he never thought he would be tied to. Forced together, an unexpected partnership forms between her and the seductive stranger when they discover that there is more than meets the eye behind closed doors where the shadows linger.

Jacqueline Kelly found herself compelled to sign a marriage contract in order to cover her father's mounting hospital expenses. However, this was no ordinary contract. Not only was the intended groom a notorious and domineering mafia don named Benjamin Turner, but Jacqueline also had to impersonate her twin sister, Jasmine Martin, who was rumored to be the sole object of his affection. If Benjamin uncovered her true identity, the gates of death would open for her. Jacqueline's grip on her skirt tightened as her hand trembled. Her gaze shifted from the marriage contract before her, to the polite smile of Madam Claire Turner, and then to Benjamin, who sat beside her. "Why the hesitation?" he murmured in her ear, then he poised his expensive fountain pen near the contract. Panicking, Jacqueline frantically picked up the pen, hoping he wouldn't find out she wasn't his Jasmine through her clumsiness. Will Jacqueline ultimately sign the contract, even with the dangerous mafia don as her prospective husband by her side? Will her true identity be unveiled by the man she's supposed to marry? And can she successfully fulfill the mission entrusted to her by Madam Claire Turner?

Her simple Life discard anything that does not spark joy she loves going to parties, clubbing you would see her in lively places. Her simple life is discarded by the word MARRIAGE. who's she? She's Daniella White the first and last daughter of the white family, she's a beautiful, crazy tomboy, getting married to a playboy. She has a little brother the baby of the house,he behaves like an adult. Let's meet Luciano Qinn who runs after anything under the skirt, breaking and changes girls like his underwear. Luciano loves his life as a playboy. What happens if a playboy and a crazy tomboy gets married to each other what would be the outcome??? Would they fall in love or divorce?? Find out in this thrilling LOVE TRIANGLE, ROMANCE, SUSPENCE, COMEDY NOVEL... GRAB YOUR POPCORN NOW.