Louisa Slow Horses Fingers

Sienna, a 40-year-old assistant manager at an IT company, feels trapped in a monotonous life, for the luxurious lifestyle she craves. Without wealthy parents or a mysterious inheritance from her grandfather, she has had to work tirelessly to fulfill her dreams of wine in the weekend, fishing on the yatch on summer, skiing by winter, and touring a vineyard in fall. Her relentless focus on her career has come at the expense of her relationships, with most of her past girlfriends either cheating on her or leaving due to her constant neglect. Sienna's go-to response when relationships end is, "What else do they need?" - she simply doesn't understand why her past partners couldn't be satisfied with her providing for their material needs. Seeking an escape, Sienna immerses herself in a video game called 'Vintage Point', where the protagonist, male/female, inherits their grandfather's vineyard and creamery. Through the use of cheating codes she got from the game community, Sienna amasses unlimited wealth and the ability to have multiple wives in the game - living out her dream life virtually. "Oh lord, rich, vineyard, and wives. My dream life." One night, after a few too many glasses of wine, Sienna passes out in front of her computer. When she wakes up, Sienna finds herself in a large, medieval-style house, surrounded by four distressed women who seem to blame her for their current life. Disoriented and unsure of what is happening, "What is happening?" This unexpected turn of events propels Sienna into a surreal situation, where the line between her virtual dream life and reality becomes blurred.

Ranma di reinkarnasi ke dunia crossover anime sebagai Kamijou Touma, bagaimana nasib Ranma yang sebelumnya penuh dengan kekacauan menjadi jauh lebih kacau di dunia yang baru? Tokoh dari banyak anime lain juga akan muncul di novel ini!

This is the story of a young boy who steps into the world of immortals. If you love Fantasy and cultivation novels, then you can give it a shot. It will be slow paced in start, but I will try my best to not make it too slow, that it might become unbearable to read. The main character (MC) will be a lone individual, avoiding excessive social interactions, including friendships. This is my first novel, so please forgive any errors. I will do my best to make it as error-free as possible. Do remind me in the comments for any errors. --- **Cover Page is not owned by me** ---

Beaufort Lancaster has always known himself to be a sinner—a man with little to no intention of marriage, a man, or better, a lover who enjoys the thrill that comes with women bound to duty—especially those who belong to other men. However, what was once a game, a thrill, shifts dangerously once he meets Lady Louisa Lancaster, his brother’s wife—Andrew Lancaster. Andrew Lancaster is mad. Not mad in the way men are described as eccentric, temperamental, hard nuts to crack, illogical, impediments, imbeciles... No! The man is truly lost to the grip of madness. His world and reality align in different diversions. His marriage to Louisa is a hollow arrangement, void of warmth or desire. Yet, bound by duty and title, she remains his! Beaufort never thought himself capable of true love—until her. What begins as a fascination, mere attraction to another married woman, transforms into something unbearable. He thinks about her more often than he should. He watches her more closely than is right. He delights in spending more time with her than he should. And the breaking point comes when he finds himself in her room, out of a slight argument, one fateful evening. A kiss. A touch. Nothing more. But it is enough to undo him! Wracked with guilt and the weight of his transgression, Beaufort flees Lancaster for London, seeking refuge in the arms of God. Priesthood, he believes, shall cleanse him—will rid him of her. Yet, even within the monastery, the ghost of Lady Louisa haunts him—her scent, her touch, the whisper of her name, her smile. They all linger in the quiet halls filled with souls embracing celibacy. But he was never celibate! How could he be if he thinks? If he thinks rather sexually of another human being he wished to rid himself of? Worse—his brother’s property? And so he flees! The cloth of fatherhood or brotherhood can never silence the call of his heart. Salvation is a word, and he, of all people, shall have a different case scenario on the Day of Judgment! What happens? In His Sins is a tale of forbidden love, guilt, and the haunting grip of desire, set against the rigid moralities of the Victorian era. Enjoy!

“Look at you, you were this teeny-weeny when you were little.” Using both hands, Shao Zifeng gestures how small his pet beast used to be. He then raises his head and looks at the gigantic being in front of him. “Just how did you grow into this ferocious form?”

Welcome to Hell’s Game. [Entering instance: Bloody Restaurant] [The position you applied for: Delivery Person] [Your customers include: a fat otaku emitting a corpse stench, a maid who bursts at the slightest disagreement...] [Your colleagues include: A boss who's too pretty to be human, A cow or a horse in the literal sense, a man-eating tree that swears in French...] Facing these incredible characters, Liu Zheng, who wanted to be a decent person, had no choice but to give up on humanity.

Having reincarnated as a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi, yet being rather poor at cultivation, Patriarch Bodhi actually had him take Sun Wukong under his wing? In order to change Sun Wukong's fate, Wang Yang had no choice but to make Sun Wukong settle down a bit, and afterwards, the style of Journey to the West changed. East Sea Dragon King: "Jade Emperor, how can I give him the treasure and Jingu Bang if this monkey doesn't come to the Eastern Sea? I really have no other way." Taibai Jinxing: "Jade Emperor, I tried to make him the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, but he flatly refused, even saying he have no other hobbies and that raising horses suits him!" Tathagata: "How can I seal Sun Wukong if he doesn't make a scene? And after causing a ruckus, he even seals himself?" The powers that be who arranged Journey to the West were all stunned...

Any skill he learned, he mastered with ease, standing at the peak of proficiency! ... He was the honorary president of the World Chefs Federation, renowned as the global Car God. He succeeded Beethoven and Mozart, becoming the greatest composer, pianist, and conductor. He was the underground Car God, Boxing God, Gambling God ... At the same time, he was a financial mogul, a business tycoon, a martial arts champion... An Almighty Genius with a miraculous ability to learn, capable of reaching the peak in any field!!!

In the hidden corridors of power where desire and danger intertwine, Valeria Ivanov—the beguiling daughter of a notorious mafia don—learns that seduction is her deadliest weapon. Tasked with a mission that pits her against the equally formidable Adrian DeLuca, the enigmatic heir of a rival crime family, she enters a world where every whispered promise and stolen touch could be fatal. Adrian, a master strategist renowned for his icy reserve, finds himself drawn to her intoxicating blend of danger and seduction, his calculated facade slowly melting beneath the heat of their forbidden encounters. As secret trysts evolve into nights of raw, unbridled passion, the boundaries between duty and lust blur. Every clandestine rendezvous is a battle between their relentless ambition and the exquisite pleasure of surrendering to temptation. Amid the decadent backdrop of blood-soaked loyalty and whispered betrayals, Valeria struggles with the growing conflict between her mission and the irresistible allure of a love that promises both ecstasy and ruin. In a world where trust is as fragile as a whispered secret and every caress could conceal a knife, Beneath the Crimson Veil is an erotic journey into the depths of passion, power, and betrayal. Here, the price of desire is steep, and the stakes are life and death—leaving both hearts and empires forever transformed by the flames of a forbidden love. Excerpt: The dim glow of the city lights cast jagged shadows across Adrian’s sharp features as he leaned against the edge of his desk, arms crossed, his gaze a storm of suspicion and something darker—something far more dangerous. Valeria stood across from him, her expression an intoxicating mix of defiance and amusement. She had perfected the art of playing innocent, but tonight, something in Adrian’s eyes made her heart pound in warning. “You’re up to something,” he said, voice low and measured, like the edge of a blade pressing against silk. She arched a brow, taking slow, deliberate steps toward him, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. “Oh?” she mused, tilting her head. “And what exactly am I up to, amore mio?” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “You tell me.” A slow smirk curled her lips as she invaded his space, her fingers lightly grazing the lapel of his jacket. “You don’t have proof.” His eyes darkened, flicking down to where her fingers toyed with the fabric. “I don’t need proof,” he murmured. “I see it in your eyes. The way you watch me. Like you’re calculating your next move.” Valeria chuckled, the sound soft, teasing. “And here I thought you were the one watching me.” She dragged her nails lightly down his chest, feeling the way his muscles tensed beneath his tailored suit. “You want proof?” His hand shot out, gripping her wrist, but his touch wasn’t rough—it was deliberate, commanding. “Yes.” His voice dropped lower, nearly a whisper. “Prove it.” The challenge hung between them, thick with tension. Her pulse hammered in her throat, but she didn’t hesitate. She reached up, her fingers threading into his dark hair as she closed the space between them, her lips grazing his—soft, testing, before she deepened it.

You never know the value of something until you lose it? For Brooke that couldn't have been more farther from the truth! After being cheated by her husband and younger sister, Brooke's miserable life of abuse takes a complete turn for the better when she finally signs the divorce papers! But things are only just getting better! What's this? She's been made joint heir to a multi-billion dollar company?! She's bought her stepfather's puny agency?! She's now the richest woman in the country?! And as an added bonus, her contract marriage husband is handsome and dotes on her every second of the day! Hold your horses, buckle your seats and witness one of the greatest, husband spoiling wife stories you'll ever see! With satisfying face slaps lurking at every corner!

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

The rain poured heavily, drowning the city in an endless cascade of water. The dim streetlights flickered, casting eerie shadows across the alley where he stood. Noel Blake adjusted the cuffs of his black suit, his fingers trembling despite the sharp chill in the air. He wasn't the same boy from before. That boy who once believed in hard work, in a future built on hope had died years ago. And she was the one who killed him. Evelyn Sinclair. The girl who had smiled at him, talked to him, let him believe even for a second that he was something more than just a poor fool with borrowed dreams. The same girl who shattered his world without even realizing it. He took a slow breath, the familiar scent of rain and asphalt grounding him. He had waited too long for this moment. Inside the car parked nearby, she lay unconscious, her delicate face framed by the same long, dark hair that had haunted his dreams. Still perfect. Still unreachable. But not anymore. Noel turned away, a smirk tugging at his lips. Years had passed, but she remained the same illusion of perfection. Now, it was Evelyn Sinclair's turn to understand what it felt like to have everything ripped away.

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

In Qiu Che’s previous life, she disguised herself as a man to take the imperial examination for her brother. For the so-called great plan of her father and brother, she married the most favored princess of the dynasty, Li Qingwu, at all costs. But after ten years of marriage, she never touched her finger. On the day she became the powerful prime minister, she died at the hands of her biological father. Her brother stepped on her corpse and became famous. And she died quietly in the prime minister’s mansion in the cold spring night. It was her wife who she had never seen once, who collected her corpse for her, set fire to the prime minister’s mansion, and finally committed suicide with a sword in front of her grave. When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the eighteenth year of Zhenfeng. It was the year when she had just passed the imperial examination and was in high spirits. She rode a horse through the streets, and suddenly raised her eyes and saw a man standing by the pavilion with a crowd on his left and right, looking at her quietly from top to bottom. Vermilion mole, red lips, beautiful beyond compare. In her eyes are endless sparks. It was not until this life that Qiu Che finally knew that the bad fate in her previous life, which she thought was obtained by despicable calculation, was actually the fate that Li Qingwu had sought after three bows and nine kowtows in the Golden Palace. She is Li Qingwu, a model of a lady from a noble family, and she is a rebellious person only once in her life. It is also the one that the other party has been seeking for countless days and nights. -------------------------------------------------------- You can also join my patreon for more chapters, just search: Crimson_Lore Patreon

“He was standing at the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the ground. It looked like paradise. Full of trees, lawns, kids playing happily outside. He looked at them with jealousy. Why can’t he be like them? Why did he have to suffer so much? ’I would jump somewhere else…’ A deep voice sounded behind him, changing everything.” Not everyone can live a happy life. The two of them shared a similar fate. They were exhausted from living in such a world that didn't favor their circumstances. One was abandoned, one was abused. One day, they had a sudden meeting at the school's rooftop. At that moment, fate interfered, tying the strings of their destinies. That very fate worked to make a journey that they could travel together. However, their meeting did start off on the wrong foot. They haven’t become friends. Would the plan that fate wove for them be fulfilled when they are destroying each other? Will their relationship overcome all the problems?

So, the story goes something like this. The FMC gets ambushed by Assassins sent by her brother due to a power struggle. She somehow manages to escape the perilous situation but gets gravely wounded in the process. Having lost all her men in the ambush, she had no choice but to lay low in a remote place. She found out that, in this place, she was absolutely the most powerful person. Having no one else to fear, she peacefully takes her time to recover. In this process, she takes the MC who is the Third son of the Baron of the area, as her disciple. But little to her knowledge, the Baron’s son starts falling in love with this divinely beautiful Lady he calls his teacher. . The story is slow-paced at first to develop the characters. The MC doesn’t get a golden finger to suddenly get super strong. To make up the time, I’ll use time skip from here and there. So, if you are into well-developed plots for a novel, please give it a try. . The cover doesn't belong to me. If the creator wants it removed, let me know. I'll Remove it.

An old man is reading bedtime stories to his child. The old man is ordinary, and there is nothing interesting about him. Other than a few missing fingers...

Leander is a healer. But he is not like those healers who have it all: the fame, the money and the harems. Because he is chubby. Ranked only F, he struggles with life as a new recruit in the Adventurer's Guild. Until he sees a poster that changes his life and sends him on a journey to lose weight, get the fame, money and the harem. Except, his harem will be full of men. But, such is fate. This is a slow burn BL harem with dungeon delving. It follows the old adventurer's guild troupes with some twists and turns. A journey from zero to hero, one could say. The MC becomes a dungeon core going chapter 86 and forward. You can find the story only on Webnovel. (Fingers crossed that no one will translate it into Russian like the other one! XD) The sequel, Life Skilling, is also complete, and will be posted right after the ending of Anti-cake. A peek in the lives of those who live in the world shaped by the Try Hard Party. A funny slice of life.

On the Great Land of China, forces clashed for the sake of supremacy and Bloodline Warriors ran amok; the conflict of the strong threatened to shatter heaven and earth. A young man named Lu Li—nothing more than a humble Coffin Carrier from the Northern Desert—came along with Lu Ling, his sister. The two were regarded as puny insects and bullied, but little did people know that Lu Li had the strongest Bloodline in him of them all. He mounted the most handsome of horses and drank the strongest of wines; He bedded the most beautiful of ladies and murdered the most hated of people; He told a huge lie and carried with him an ill-reputation undeserved; He traveled all by his lonesome and danced with devils; He had given his word that he would come back, that he would be strong. And it was because of this that she was still waiting in the city—alone.

Amon "The Trojan Horse of Fate, The Slug of Time, The Loopholes in Rules, The Manifestation of All Errors." it's been thousands of years since he has wandered across the land . But it's getting boring. Gods are just waiting for their fall . Those old guys from outside are just salivating and waiting. Across the universe just conquer world deceive gods and rence and repeat. When I finally found a new toy that guy Klein it was fun. But that old guy is trying to take his body so he will be gone to. I should just leave this universe for something new . And so he did and arrived in the Gu world.

• Grumpy x Softie • Forced Proximity • Bodyguard Romance • Slow-Burn Romance • Touch-Starved Hero • Opposites Attract • Emotional Healing • Ice Queen Heroine • Found Family • Protectiveness

(Find the full book on already on RoyalRoad!) The gods make mistakes, and she is the greatest of them all. Can this accidentally chosen one save the world from herself? Ashtik Sai-Weleg is not a hero, nor is she a villain. She's nothing but a simple huntress with some mild social anxiety. That is all she has ever been, and that is all she ever wanted to be. Then an old and long-since forgotten god decided to put into action, his ancient and foretold prophecy. If all goes to plan, his holy Champion would have been there to save the world. Only... it did not go to plan. Instead of the chosen one, his divine mark has been violently attached to Ashtik, and now the whole world stands on the edge. Can she unite the world? Can she forge an alliance to battle the apocalypse? Can she remain on the side of good when all evil actions seem to save so many more lives? Probably not, but it might be fun to see how she gets along. The world either thinks her a chosen one or a wicked lying heretic, only she knows that the truth isn't nearly that simple. A rise to the top tale, featuring themes of imposter syndrome, addiction and (found)family bonds. Warning; Ashtik isn't a superhero. Punches hurt like hell, and she gets her ass kicked a fair amount. This isn't a power fantasy, its a tragedy.

General Leo Tenebrae had finally won the war against Great Angleia after three years. The people living in Light, the capital city of Saulelux Kingdom, lined the streets to cheer for the hero’s return as he rode through the streets to the castle on his horse. Suddenly, the crowd became silent when they spotted a petite woman sitting on the horse, hiding behind the tall and handsome general. Isn’t General Tenebrae the Prince Consort of Princess Iris, the first-born of King Sol? Princess Iris had married Leo out of convenience before he left for war. No one had expected the general to marry the woman who was allegedly involved in the death of his first love. During his absence, Princess Iris played the devoted wife, shedding her pretence as the good-for-nothing princess just to maintain the house of Tenebrae amidst political intrigues. How dare he return with another woman, a woman that resembled his first love? Will Iris divorce or fight for Leo’s love, clear the misunderstandings and overcome the obstacles between them? How will Iris find her happily-ever-after?

Aeron rode the horse well. From whence he was a child, there was nothing that he simply couldn't do. Now that he had a will, to catch this girl running away from him; he rode even faster. Within split seconds he was able to catch up with this mystery girl who sort of sucked at riding. 'Why-why! is he chasing me?... is the duke here to ask for his clothes; should I just throw 'em on his face and run?... Holy! Why is this man so damn fast?' Zielle's thoughts were running around while she continued making a useless effort to escape. But what came after shocked Zielle two-fold. The duke came close to her horse and carried her and placed her on top of his horse like; he was carrying a bag of potatoes, a very light one at that. Zielle's heart had never beaten so fast; 'Maybe, because I rode after a long time' she thought in her head. "Quite the runner aren't ya?" he spoke with a sly smile on his face. "What do you want?"; Zielle uttered as soon as she found her breath. She almost called the duke 'muscle guy'… "Sleep with me" a voice came from the man with the same cunning look on his face. 'Are you fucking kidding me?'; she would have said that out loud if this man wasn't the duke... But still this situation was too unacceptable; 'he's hot yeah but where did he get the audacity to…!' >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> She's a woman with vigor and a strong mind; she would do anything to get her hands on the Kieran; that she has forever wanted. He's the most powerful man on the empire yet his head bows down to this single woman..... An oozing hot romance between a man and a woman seemingly on a winter vacation? Would this girl desist from her greatest desire because of love for this one man? would this man be able to take the weight of the dark secrets within the woman he loves? PS: The cover is not mine, please contact me privately if you want it taken down.

“You said you would leave me alone!” She snarled into his direction. “What the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?” “Pleasuring you.” He cooed before raising his shiny fingers, “Look how you coat me. How wet you are, Leah.” She stared at the glistening fingers in the moonlight. Gulping at the sight of them, she sighed wearily before turning her eyes to him, “Lea-Ahh..” she moaned as he plunged his fingers inside, one by one, leisurely with no hurry, making her her legs quiver. “God..” “God?” He whispered against her ear, “No god, sweetness. Just me.” . ****** It was a dream to live like Leah Adams. And it was something she wished for once every day when she looked at her classmate. It was just a wish, a little thought she had. Until it came true, quite literally. The opportunity was thrown in her lap by no one other than Leah’s Adams father. She had to behave like his daughter, study like his daughter and rule a school like his daughter would. But with her broken mind and spirit, it was easily said and done especially when she had no home to go back to. The home that was burned forever. ***** Dark romance. You have been warned.

Mortal flow, no system, space, fairy pet, "Void Tower" brother chapter] ordinary mountain village boy, was his brother and sister-in-law as a cow as a horse, but also sold to mountain bandits as slaves, good at the critical moment to awaken the baby left by his grandfather, and have a good heart of Taoists to save, out of the sea of suffering, I thought this was flat, but did not think that mortals repair fairy this road is not easy to go... ...

Mac has always felt disconnected from reality. His dreams are too vivid, his thoughts too fragmented, and his perception of time slipping like sand through his fingers. When he begins documenting his hyper-real dreams, he notices a disturbing pattern—visions of the past, cryptic voices, and strange entities warning him of an impending alien invasion.

[Six-winged Divine Bird killed, eat flesh of beast to gain zero to ten percent increase in Evolution Progress.] [Flesh of Mythic Beast Six-winged Divine Bird eaten. Evolution Progress increased by 2000% ] [Complete Gene Structure(Genome) found; Six-wings gene.] [Installing Six-wings gene into the Cybergenetic pool, please wait…] On the brink of life and death, Lucifer's last hope was the demonic finger of unknown origin. Would he become a mindless killing machine like the others before him or strip off all limitations and step into a world of endless mutation, evolution and slaughter?

R-18 content***** Alex, (boy) your typical high schooler is killed in a car accident and reincarnates to Yorizmer, a world filled with different races and danger lurks around every bend. On an adventure he finds himself turned into a girl but not just a girl but a succubus hungry for sex. Join Alex as she(he) travels Yorizmer and the adventures that await.... I only write when I feel creative so very slow updates PS: I'm new to writing and very bad with detailed descriptions like clothes and such. I will give my best effort to keep the story enticing There are a few arcs within the story so please have patience for certain event :) Thanks

Hope you enjoy your stay.(⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ Super slow update btw :33 Still no romance though:)))