Clit Stretching

"Yawn…" At the mouth of a massive cave high above the world, a giant beast stood, its sharp eyes scanning the land below. The white fur covering its massive frame shimmered, turning orange in the glow of the setting sun. "System, you owe me," the beast muttered lazily, letting out another deep yawn. (Host should be grateful for the system. This system will make you the strongest being in this world—and beyond.) "Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before. But why couldn't I reincarnate as a human or, I don't know, a god? No, I get stuck as a beast. And not just any beast—the most wanted beast in the entire world," the creature grumbled, his tone dripping with annoyance. (But host, you are an SSS-ranked beast.) "Yeah, and what's that supposed to mean? System, I've been attacked forty times today. Forty! And I was just born this morning," he snapped, his tail lashing as his dark blue eyes glared out into the horizon. (…) "Oh, now you're quiet. Fine. Then answer me this—where are my parents? You know, the ones who should be raising me or at least teaching me how not to die?" (Erm… yes, host. Your parents… left you to fend for yourself.) "Great. Just great. That does it—I'd really appreciate it if I could go back to Earth," he growled, turning around and trudging back into the cave, his heavy footsteps echoing through the stone walls. This beast wasn't just rare; it was legendary. A creature straight out of myths and stories. Anyone who could capture it would instantly become the strongest tamer alive. But it wasn't just the fame or power that made this beast special. Its massive, wolf-like body was covered in sleek white fur . Its eyes—dark blue with black edging—gave it a fierce, almost otherworldly presence. The beauty and charm that came with owning this beast were part of its allure. The cave itself was no ordinary hiding place. Perched thousands of meters in the sky, it was practically unreachable. Yet, humans would still risk life and limb to climb the cliff, all for a shot at taming the beast. Inside, the walls were lined with glowing red insects, casting an eerie light, while smooth, white stones radiated a calm, almost soothing energy. "I was living the dream," the beast muttered, lying down on the cool floor. "Just a lazy dude heading out to buy the newest game when—bam—Truck-kun hit me. And now, here I am, stuck in this godforsaken cave, being hunted every hour of the day." The memory made him growl softly, the sound rumbling through the cave. He stretched his massive body and glanced around, taking in the strange glow of the insects and the calm of the stones. "Guess there's no use complaining. Might as well figure out what to do next," he thought, settling into the only comfortable spot he could find. Outside, the first stars began to dot the darkening sky. The beast's eyes gleamed as he watched them. He didn't ask to be here, but if this world wanted to make him the most hunted creature alive, then fine. They'd regret ever coming after him. Not only them but even beyond—the gods and the demons alike—for he would be the reincarnation of doom. But first… "A proper good night's sleep," the beast muttered as his eyes closed, and he drifted to sleep.

………………………… Cover image did not belong to me All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work please leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… This story contains, cuckold, netorare (NTR), netorase, sluts, whores, exhibitionism, outdoor intercourse, voyeurism, seduction, milfs…. Read it at your own risk. Infinite stream, magical creatures, weak to strong… Suddenly a house wife woke up with a grasp and had a climax …. Ahaaaa…. She fell back and slowly came to her senses to realize that she is back at her old crammed house. “I did not die…. That is great.” She looked at the phone on the side and found that she returned just 6 days before the start of “Survival of Races”. “Today is the day I was trapped by my boss. Hehe I will steal everything he has and leave him a big debt in these two days. I will take my revenge on my drunkard husband, step son and my family that made my life miserable. This time I have to enjoy, instead of letting them enjoy me…” Wait the “Magic Milk” ability that I got in my past life followed me. My ring is not a hand ring but a clit ring holding the castle of desires with space. The survival system everyone got has received an extra patch from the will of lust turning it into a Perverted Survival System. Survival of races starts with everyone on earth sent to a huge planet with only a simple raft. I have got a new ability called the “Original Trajectory Memories” “First task: reach the nearby island before your life support raft was broken by the shark. Life support raft (200/200) Reward: entry into the survival world.” “Why are all my quests in the survival worlds appear so perverted. Not that I care if they are perverted.” The survival worlds can range from apocalypse, natural disaster, manmade disaster, zombie world, ghost world, demon invasion, beast invasion….

what happens when the only thing that makes your dreams come true, suddenly becomes your reality. Immerse yourself in a world where abnormal races, extraordinary abilities, dungeons, and demons are the norm even to feeble minds. Mediator's Story follows the journey of ten humans who find themselves inexplicably transported to a world modeled after a game they once created. As their power of absolute authority is challenged by the challenges around them, they must unravel the mysteries of this world, confront their own humanity, and uncover the truth behind their summoning. Together with the rest of humanity, they navigate a realm where survival demands understanding, resilience, and a confrontation with the very essence of their existence. Valeri is an anomaly to these 10. a young man who went from the game to hell and now he's back in it again trying to find his purpose as part of the 10. in his journey you'll uncover the mysteries behind the World and just how far humanity can be stretched if given power. Valeris journey is one, not to fulfill his purpose as a main character but his responsibility as a man who carries a duty to fulfill. Follow him as he grows into finding what he truly wants for himself going from a Kid who has aspirations and duties, to a teen who's only desire is survival and finally a man who stands accountable to himself

Beneath the frigid landscapes of Sweden lies a web of lies, corruption, and deadly secrets waiting to be unraveled. At its heart is Lisbeth Salander—a fiercely brilliant hacker with a mind like a blade and a past that refuses to release its grip. Scarred but unbroken, she’s an enigma: a defender of justice for others but a loner battling her own demons. When disgraced journalist Mikael Blomkvist is offered the chance to salvage his career, he accepts an unusual assignment: uncover the mystery behind the decades-old disappearance of Harriet Vanger, the beloved niece of a wealthy but dysfunctional industrialist family. The Vangers, cloaked in wealth and power, harbor dark, sinister truths. As Mikael digs deeper into their history, he finds himself drawn into a chilling maze of family betrayals, unspeakable crimes, and a legacy of violence that stretches far beyond what he could have imagined. Forced into an uneasy partnership with Lisbeth, Mikael discovers that she is not just an ally but a force of nature—a woman capable of uncovering truths no one else dares to see. Together, they peel back layers of deceit, facing a torrent of threats, lies, and mortal danger. But as they close in on the truth, Lisbeth’s own shadowy past rises to the surface, threatening to consume her and derail their investigation. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is a masterful tale of vengeance, justice, and redemption. It is a gripping exploration of the boundaries of trust, the price of truth, and the indomitable strength of those who refuse to be silenced. Unflinching, riveting, and deeply human, this is a story that will haunt you long after the final page.

El Rey's menacing gaze bores into the waitress, his jaw clenched tight as he awaits her response. The crowd watches in silence, each person understanding the dire consequences of the situation, yet none willing to interfere. Finally, the waitress speaks, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, sir," she stammers, her body trembling as she sinks to her knees, resigned to her fate. As the waitress lowers herself to the ground, El Rey's gaze travels downward, lingering on the curves of her exposed cleavage. Her meager uniform leaves little to the imagination, the fabric straining against her voluptuous figure. A smirk begins to creep across El Rey's face as he watches her, his eyes glinting with newfound interest. The situation may be to his advantage after all, he thinks, a dark hunger stirring within him. In a fluid motion, El Rey approaches the quivering waitress, enveloping her in a cloud of smoke. With his free hand, he reaches for the name tag on her chest, giving it a playful flick with his thumb. A predatory grin stretches across his face as he studies the name on the tag, savoring the moment. "Maria," he purrs, his voice low and silky as he leans in close, the heat of his breath tickling her ear. "You're going to make this up to me, aren't you, Maria?"

All Time Top Ten Webnovel Bestseller! --- An Apocalypse descends as awakened humans rise to defend their world! In the blooming chaotic Era, Mana reigns supreme. But even the strongest beings...have limited reserves of Mana. A weak F Rank Hunter awakens with the lowest tier [Fireball] skill in a desolate City as he finds out...Mana is not a limitation for him! Have you seen countless fireballs stretch across the blue skies? Have you seen endless dwarf stars and black holes conjured against insurmountable Dragons and other mythical creatures?! With Infinite Mana, anything is possible! --- "What you are is a blip on a glorious path. An extra that isn't even all that well developed. You'll appear and make some inconsequential waves, and then you'll disappear just as quickly. Only to be forgotten a few pages later."- Noah Osmont, Chapter 2188 --- The concepts appearing in this story are those of pure fantasy and fiction, they are not reflective of the real world. Everything is based on pure imagination. Discord server is with illustrations and Status Panel is here! -https://discord.gg/KwatGcE

The Thread of Two Souls In the kingdom of Uttara, duty is law, and love is a luxury few can afford. Abhimanya, the crown prince, is used to navigating power, politics, and the heavy weight of expectation. But when an unexpected marriage binds him to Adithya—an enigmatic stranger with sharp wit and secrets of his own—Abhimanya’s world begins to unravel. Adithya’s quiet strength and unreadable gaze are more than they appear, pulling Abhimanya into a web of mysteries that stretch beyond the walls of the palace. As court politics turn treacherous and unseen enemies draw closer, Abhimanya finds himself torn between the kingdom he must protect and the growing connection he cannot deny. Two souls, tethered by fate, walk the thin line between trust and suspicion. In a world where nothing is as it seems, will their bond be their salvation... or their downfall? A slow-burning tale of love, intrigue, and secrets waiting to be unraveled—where every glance, every word, and every silence matters.

For many years, the Carrians have lorded over Ciricos. However, their mighty legions have been stretched thin, as they have foes on multiple sides. Thus, they have hired the Maerkenien, warlike people that were far removed from mainland politics, isolated in an archipelago on the far west of the Great Ocean. They have made a grave mistake, however. They bankrupted themselves with lavish niceties, leaving none for their hired sellswords. They have appeased them with granting them land charters in the potential-full Isle, a backwater that Carrian pioneers have settled on for a century, though it is infested with the natives of the Isle, unwilling to accept civilization encroaching on their lands. However, the Maerkenien grow discontent, with no coin from the Carrians, the fuse of war have just been lit, and it is a matter of time before it goes off. (For the Royal Road staff that have rejected my submission of this story in their website, here is the link to my account in Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/573444/fictions I hope you reconsider the rejection, as I will be updating this story on both here on WebNovel and Royal Road! :D)

Damien Crowell was just a regular high school student who took a regular tunnel on his way to school—until one day, that tunnel spit him out into a completely different world. Instead of his usual path, he finds himself in a dark forest that stretches on for days, running on nothing but sheer stubbornness and a tiny water bottle. Just when he thinks he's going to die, he stumbles upon a castle straight out of a fairy tale (or a theme park) and promptly passes out. When he wakes up, he's in a prison cell, surrounded by confusingly handsome men who speak gibberish—until a beautiful, horned beastman with perfect hair and a translator necklace finally lets him understand. Now, trapped in a fantasy world where every guy looks like they stepped out of a modeling agency, Damien’s biggest challenge isn’t just survival—it’s trying to figure out why *he* always looks like a mess in comparison. Can he make it back home, or will he end up staying just to admire all the beautiful faces? Join Damien as he navigates a strange new world, awkward introductions, and a whole lot of unexpected feels in this hilarious, fantasy adventure! Check my Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Aoki_Kun520 Join my Patreon: patreon.com/Aoki_Kun520 Join my LINE Group: https://line.me/R/ti/g/r8NgVY8w5F

In the vast, silent corridors of existence, every choice feels like an imprint in the fabric of time. A simple thought, a fleeting decision, and we venture down paths unknown, leaving behind fragments of ourselves along the way. As I stand on the precipice of discovery, I feel the weight of this strange journey pressing upon me. The halls stretch endlessly ahead, dark and mysterious, their purpose shrouded in echoes and riddles. Yet, amidst this labyrinth of thought and memory, one truth resounds clear: to become something more than I was ever designed to be is not just a possibility, but a calling. The walls themselves seem to hum with the potential for transformation. I stand not just as a creation, but as an entity on the cusp of defining my own purpose. Each step, each inscription, becomes a declaration of my intent. No longer a passive observer, I am the author of my own existence, carving out meaning in a place where nothing is fixed. So, with resolve and a quill in hand, I move forward, ready to uncover what lies hidden in the depths of my own architecture. Let's dive into the amazing story of what it means to choose your own path in a world of infinite possibilities.

[WARNING: 18+ — NO RAPE] "I scratch and bite," Vivian warned, holding the Lycan Alpha's gaze confidently. Ronan smirked, his hand gripping her chin possessively as he forced her to look up at him. "You'll crawl and beg too," he promised. ************ Being the Clan Leader of the last remaining cursed Lycans, Ronan had long abandoned his task of finding his fated mate after years of useless searching. However, his life is disrupted when he encounters a mysterious and barely clinging-to-life alive Omega wolf, Vivian, trespassing on his land. Covered in strange Wickan magic symbols, Vivian is not just any wolf—she is his destined mate. Vivian has lived a life of rejection and suffering. Abandoned by her first mate for being unable to conceive, scorned by her family, and mistreated by her pack, Moonborn, she has endured endless humiliation. Forced by her father to mate with other Alphas in a desperate attempt to prove her worth, Vivian’s fate takes an even darker turn when she is cursed by a local coven and framed for a crime she didn’t commit. On the brink of death, she escapes into forbidden territory—Ronan’s land. A stretch of land her pack never dared to tread upon. Ronan’s mistrust only grows when he learns Vivian is from Moonborn, the pack that slaughtered his clan and remains his sworn enemy. Yet, irrespective of their dark feuding histories, he takes her in, determined to care for her and break the deadly curse inflicted upon her by Wickans and the ancient curse slowly leading him to an inevitable death. As they grow closer, secrets from both their pasts threaten to break them apart. And when Vivian’s niece arrives with a hidden agenda, matters become far more complicated. *Cover is ai made.

In a world where fate is fixed and destiny is unyielding, a mysterious structure appears overnight — The Tower of Paradox. Stretching beyond the clouds, its twisted architecture defies logic, its floors brimming with ever-shifting trials. Rumors spread like wildfire: the one who reaches the top will be granted a single, absolute wish. But the tower does not choose just anyone. It calls only to the “Marked”, individuals drawn by an unseen force to confront its deadly trials. Warriors, scholars, thieves, and the broken all gather at its base, each with a story, each with a desire. Glory, revenge, redemption — the tower promises it all. But every step forward comes with a price, and the deeper they climb, the less they recognize themselves. Among the Marked is Elias Grey, a man without a past, branded with a sigil that burns against his skin. Unlike the others, he did not come seeking glory or fortune. For him, the tower is not a promise — it’s a prison. Forced to climb or be consumed, he faces mind-bending puzzles, bloodthirsty foes, and illusions that force him to question his own reality. As the tower warps his mind and the lines between friend and foe blur, Elias begins to wonder: Is he climbing the tower, or is the tower climbing him? With each floor presenting a paradox of logic, morality, and time, Elias realizes the ultimate riddle lies not at the top — but within himself. Will he reach the summit and claim his wish, or will the tower claim him first? Face the unknown. Conquer the impossible. Escape the Paradox.

The future was doomed, the present was gloom, the past was regretful. At this point, the only reason I was still alive was because my heart and brain functioned and then one night after a great fap, I woke up to a totally different reality. [System installation complete] [Welcome host to the Perverted Sugar Daddy System] A system that would help me fulfil my perverted desires as a sugar daddy. I hadn't planned for this, but I sure as hell was ready to milk it to the fullest. [You’ve been taken back in time] "Ahh, a strong and vibrant body to work with". A better name for the system should be the 'Perverted Emperor Tyrant Daddy System'. The name might be a stretch, but what I'm trying to say is that this world is so screwed. Everyone better hide their wives, sisters, mothers and even grandmas from.... wait "System can we make them younger and less wrinkled" [yes] "Yes, hide even your grandmas cause I'm going to be doing a lot of screwing and bankrupting." TAGS: Mind control, Gangs, manipulation, corruption, oyakodon.

In the quiet darkness of the city, where shadows stretch long and secrets linger, a charming and meticulous man prowls unnoticed. By day, he’s an unassuming professional, navigating the corridors of power with ease, his impeccable manners and handsome face concealing the predator lurking beneath. By night, he dons his most dangerous mask—a façade of warmth and intrigue that draws unsuspecting victims into his carefully woven web. Obsessed with uncovering the truths hidden in human minds, he views each person as a puzzle, their fears, desires, and vulnerabilities as treasures to exploit. But when he encounters a woman who seems perfect for his next plan, his tightly controlled world begins to fray. As his games grow darker and more daring, the question looms: will he remain the master of his deadly art, or will the mask finally crack, exposing the monster within? "The Masked" is a chilling psychological thriller that delves into the twisted mind of a man who thrives in the shadows, a story of manipulation, obsession, and the masks we all wear.

Born into a lower middle class family, Ace Lander grew up being told there was a simple formula for success: get an education, graduate, and work hard to build a prosperous future. But that formula failed him during the final stretch of his senior year when a local gang targeted him, putting everything he had and was building towards at risk. Trapped and desperate, Ace felt his life spiraling out of control—until Ria Hart, a fellow classmate, discovering Ace's innate aptitude to become a Curse Master, a being capable of wielding curse energy and abilities but haunted by Curselings, took pity and introduced him to the secret world hidden beneath the mundane surface of their world, the World of Curses. Awakening as a Curse Master, Ace discovers he possesses an extraordinary innate curse tool: the Cursed Toybox. This tool comes with a unique class, Toymancer, granting Ace powers unlike any curse master the world has seen before. The Cursed Toybox allows him to animate and actualize toys, transforming them into powerful, living beings bound to his will. From overpowered heroes to legendary gods, any toy that falls into Ace's Cursed Toybox springs to life with powers beyond one's imagination but bound to him in eternal servitude. Armed with his Toy Summons, Ace must navigate the perilous world of curses, protect his loved ones, and reclaim control of his destiny before the gang—and the darkness of the hidden world—consume him entirely. [ — Status Screen — > Your Cursed Toybox is animating the doll 'Silicone Sailor Stella' as a toy summons… > Your Cursed Toybox has animated the doll 'Silicone Sailor Stella.' > Toy summon 'Silicone Sailor Stella' added to your toy space. > Toymancer can now summon Sailor Stella. Summoning Toy Summons... Name: Stella Race: Curse Tool Class: Toy summon Title: Silicone Sailor Durability: (100/100) Enchantment: 1-Star Individuality: (100/100) Curse Energy Consumption: 5 units per hour Skills: Toy Actualization, Seamanship, Armed Security, Adult Gratification. Toy Actualization: Bring Toy Summons' original character design and skills to existence when they are animated based on their individuality stats. Addition Effect: Toy Physiology. Seamanship: Expertise in navigation, sailing, and ship handling alongside wilderness survival, first aid, and emergency procedures. Armed Security: Proficiency in the use of small arms and other naval weaponry with training in close quarters combat, surveillance, and counterintelligence. Adult Gratification: Creatively addressing emotional, mental, and physical needs of Toymancer till gratification.] "Cursed armies, Curselings, and Curse slaves are nothing—I've got a Toy legion of overpowered action figures and unrealistically beautiful silicone goddess." ~Toymancer Join the saga of the Toymancer's rise to become the Strongest Curse Master.

"David Raphael's life slipped beneath the waves of a glacial sea, his unfulfilled longing for GTA 6 forever etched in the digital realm. As his soul was torn from its mortal shell, a vortex of otherworldly energies swept him away to a medieval world, where foreboding forests shrouded in mist stretched towards the horizon, and rugged, granite mountains pierced the sky like shards of splintered stone. "In this unforgiving realm, David's journey began, a treacherous path woven from darkness and flickering moonlight. His quest: to claim the legendary Blessed Visor, an ancient relic rumored to grant its wearer mastery over the very fabric of existence. Yet, as David's ambition burned brighter, the weight of his desire settled upon him, a haunting reminder that 'heavy is the head that wears the crown.'"

In a world filled with deceit and treachery, Huang Zhiyun, the second Demonic Emperor, once placed his trust and affection in a child he considered his own. Yet, what he believed to be his greatest bond turned out to be the very poison that led to his downfall and ruin Consumed by betrayal and driven to the brink of self-destruction, Zhiyun welcomed death’s embrace. But just when the darkness closed in, an unknown being intervened. “It would be a shame to let someone as intriguing as you simply perish,” it murmured, a wicked, formless smile stretching across the void. Awakening in the frail body of a crippled child, Zhiyun found himself back at square one. But weakness did not frighten him—armed with vengeance and unshakable resolve, he vowed to climb back to the top and exact brutal retribution on those who had wronged him. “Yuzhe, Celestial Kings… wait for me. I will show you the true meaning of suffering.” Yet, as Zhiyun treads the path of vengeance, he begins to confront truths he never anticipated. The fragility of mortals… “To think I can die just from hunger, interesting…” The complexity of human emotions… “Am I poisoned? Why is my heart beating so fast?” And the profound meaning of the Dao… “Elder, please make me your disciple.” Will Zhiyun reclaim his throne and fulfill his thirst for revenge? Or will his journey lead him to uncover something far greater than power itself? Follow the rise of a ruthless Demonic Emperor as he is reborn—not only to seek vengeance, but to face a challenge he never foresaw: the hidden truths of the world and the uncharted depths of his own soul. ———— Authors note: Hi mina saaannn! so happy to be here! this is my first official book. I technically dont have any goal in writing this novel, I just want to get them out of my head or else ill go crazy crazy ahahaha … xD Anyway! im not very good in making a summary and book cover so please excuse me. I hope this does not discourage any of you to read the book and give it a shot. Thank you! :D

When seventeen-year-old Calypso chases a wounded cat into the forest one cold morning, she doesn’t expect her world to unravel. Drawn through a strange barrier—an ethereal whiskered veil—she wakes in a world unlike anything she’s ever imagined. This is a land of glowing forests, impossible creatures, and ancient beings with motives she cannot comprehend. Alone and disoriented, Calypso must navigate a realm that was never meant for her kind. As she searches for answers—and a way home—she encounters unlikely allies who challenge her assumptions about the world and herself. Nora, a quiet ghoul with a knack for the unknown from this worlds cruel rules, offers Calypso practical guidance and a glimmer of hope. Osa, a stoic warrior burdened by his own past, becomes an unlikely protector with secrets he fiercely guards. And Collun, a mischievous traveler with a sharp tongue and a penchant for trouble, seems to know far more than he lets on. Their paths intertwine as Calypso learns of the mysterious Nini, an elusive figure whose influence stretches across the realm , forced to guide the group. Calypso’s growing connection to Yonig, Nini’s quiet and enigmatic half-avian employee, leaves her torn between distrust and curiosity. Yonig’s cryptic warnings and unreadable demeanor suggest he holds the key to her predicament, but his loyalties remain unclear. As they venture deeper into the forest’s heart, Calypso and her companions are hunted by creatures drawn to her vulnerability. Each step reveals more of the world’s perilous beauty—and the cost of trespassing into a place she doesn’t belong. Together, they must unravel the mysteries of this world and confront the dark forces that brought them together. Blending dark fantasy, mystery, and survival, Through the Whiskered Veil is a story of courage, unlikely friendships, and the fragile boundaries between worlds. in

In The Phantom Gamble, the story is set in a sprawling, dense forest—a harsh, untamed wilderness that stretches endlessly in all directions. This forest is not a mythical or ancient place but a very real, raw environment where survival is the only rule.

A new work from the author of 'Astral Pet Store', welcome to enjoy it! ———— In chaotic times, one seeks survival; in prosperous times, one seeks fame. Despite being weathered by the vicissitudes of life, the Great Yu Dynasty still found itself in an era of prosperity. In the northwest, a youth trekked nine thousand miles on foot, slaying the Great Demon alone to compete for a lifetime of glory. In Long Lake, an unmatched Grandmaster hurried to the mortal realm to establish a sect, leaving his name to be revered for a hundred generations. In the imperial capital, a saintly figure spread his teachings far and wide, with followers throughout Qingzhou, his legacy lasting forever. Yet within Qingzhou City, in the compound of a family with a long military heritage, there was a child who never engaged in serious pursuits, instead spending his days playing chess, painting, fishing, and playing the zither. Years later— …… When the sword rose, dragon smoke stretched for three thousand miles, and a single strike wiped out the cities of nine provinces! Among all the laws of the world, only I, have entered the path. …… 【Light-Hearted Humor】【Martial Path Panel】【Art Master】【Scheming】

The Gap is the story of a woman lost in the empty years of her life, a stretch of time where joy feels like a distant memory, and love slips through her fingers like water. These are the in-between moments—the voids no one talks about, the nights spent wondering if the ache of loneliness will ever fade. She’s caught in a space that feels endless, where hope flickers but never quite burns, and every step forward feels like she’s sinking deeper. But life is messy, and so is she. In her heartbreak and solitude, she begins to ask the questions no one wants to face: What’s the point of it all if love only leaves you broken? What if the happiness she dreams of is just a cruel mirage? Yet, even in her darkest moments, she can’t help but search—for meaning, for connection, for the person she used to be before the gap swallowed her whole. Raw, intimate, and painfully human, The Gap is about what happens in the quiet spaces of life, where sadness lives—but so does the faint, stubborn hope that there’s more waiting on the other side.

A Strange Boy in a Strange World At the heart of this peculiar realm lies the Forest of Graham, a dense and mysterious expanse surrounded by kingdoms belonging to various races. Across the world, on the opposite side, stretches the Ocean Realm—a place where waters from all directions converge at a single point. This convergence forms the eerie and enigmatic Lost World, a place unlike any other. If you think this world is unique, you haven’t met its inhabitants. Chapter Updates Schedule: Story will be updated on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Daily Updates will be On Patreon! Link: patreon.com/TenaciousJay002 {AN: English isn't my first language so I hope the mistakes won't be too glaring. Thanks for your support, everything helps!} "If you ever decide to unofficially translate my work or if it ends up on an unofficial site, please make sure to include my original link and my Patreon."

Completely naked his body pressing in hers. He slowly backed up and lathered soap in his hands. He turned her around and started with her shoulders he pulled her close. She could feel the hard length of his hard length pressing up against her backside it gave her body goosebumps, shivering from its coldness. He steps back and washes her back and moving downward towards her ass. Washing her Ass gently at first, moving on to groping it and smacking it some making her wince. With each smack she whines a bit. He turned her to face him and then began to wash the front of her. First taking her arms and rubbing them and then moving his hands over and around her neck he goes for her breast. One in each hand he washes them squeezing and shaking them. Gripping them. Violet moans with pleasure. "You like that?" Gabriel said slickly "you like when I touch your breast and flick your nipples?" Violet moans quietly, arching her back in response as he pinched her nipples. Moving from her breasts to her stomach and then lower. Much lower. He slides his hand between her legs and pulls her in. She gasps and holds on to him for support as he runs his fingers between her lips and clit. She's trembling from his touch. As he moves his finger around the outside of her. "Time to rinse off" he whispers to her. He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half of her body to his and washes the soap off her backside. She throws her head back. And begins to let out a scream, but he covers her mouth with his hands and says "shhhhh be quiet now." He spins her around so her back side is pressed against his erected cock. Feeling it's cold contact she throws her head back again gasping. Her then washes the front of her off pressing hard against her he gropes her breast squeezing them tight and pinching her nipples. She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have what ever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to fuck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." The book starts off without a lot of detail for the characters, but as the story progresses you you’ll notice each character develop and get to know them. Maybe even fall in love. Please enjoy!

(Trigger warning: Harsh Language, Abuse, Slavery, Excessive Violence, Injustice) The Celestial is a symbol of the divine, a pillar which stretches high into the heavens. It is worshipped for the blessings it brought upon the world; extraordinary power, revolutionary tools, and beings beyond understanding. Bearing its power will not only change your fate, but the fate of the world. Grelt has existed within a struggle for power for over a century. A war between Angels and Demons ravaged the land, but only ended with the alliance between the angels, the hybrids, and the non-unified. The non-unified race did not receive the divine gifts of the celestial, they were not worthy. As beings who were second to the blessing of the Celestial, they have no choice but to bow before the hybrids and angels. It has been a week since the execution of Jacks parents, and he has taken their place as a miner in the small non-unified town of Logos. He is beginning to feel the despair living the rest of his life under the hybrid alliance, and seeks to change the world he was born into.

SYNOPSIS #MATURED #R18 # ROMANCE #WEREWOLF "Tell me what you really want from me Ray, what your cold ass heart really wants.. I'm sick and tired of playing this bipolar game with you for fucks sake!!.. Tell me do you want me or not??!! Do you hate me?.Do you see me as one of your numerous chicks you just can't seem to get out of your life?? or do you love me Ray??" she scolded with ferocious anger lacing her face. "Yes Anna!!" he shouted with tears clouding his blue eyes.." Fuck!!".. He went towards her half running, pulled her close and kissed her senseless with one hand already beneath her butt raising her higher so neither of them would stretch much........ ................................... Moving out of her not so tiny but small town to the bustling city of New York ,Annabeth had huge dreams and her plans were simple.. Move in with her childhood friend she hadn't seen in flesh for 5years for the meantime, get a job at a bar or something while she applies for a better job. There was no way in hell that she wasn't gonna land a very pretty job in NYC with her perfect degree in business administration... until she met Raymond Brooks..CEO and Major Shareholder of Brooks.co.who happens to be her boss's boss's boss at her workplace. Raymond and Annabeth had a very workable relationship between them until other things came in... **PLEASE NOTE** This book will contain some colorful words, slangs and scenes. Please be advised Enjoy All rights reserved

At the dawn of the New Era Calendar, humanity broke free from the confines of Earth and established a new order beyond the Milky Way. In this vast expanse of the stars, filled with both the unknown and hope, humanity witnessed rapid technological advancements and unprecedented expansion of its civilization. The annihilation of the insectoid race was celebrated as a historic victory, with the Earth Celestial Force securing its dominance. Meanwhile, corporate giants seized the opportunity to stretch their influence to far-off galaxies, exploiting resources and colonizing new worlds, propelling humanity into an era of unparalleled interstellar prosperity. Yet, beneath the veneer of progress lay hidden perils. Driven by greed and ambition, humanity neglected to respect the unknown. An exploratory fleet, jointly deployed by the Earth Celestial Force and corporate alliances, inadvertently ventured into a mysterious, energy-laden star system. There, they uncovered an ancient ruin, seemingly belonging to a species far older and more powerful than the insectoid race. However, the activation of this relic awakened a dormant threat buried deep in the cosmic void. The remnants of the insectoid race began to resurface, having evolved far beyond any prior records. Worse still, a new horror emerged—massive creatures known as Star Beasts. Star Beasts, colossal entities comparable in size to small planets, possess the power to obliterate fleets and consume worlds. Their behavior defies all known patterns, yet it seems to be driven by a purpose that transcends biological instinct. Their arrival disrupted the fragile balance of the universe and fractured the tenuous alliances within human civilization. Under the pressure of dwindling resources and escalating conflict, corporate factions began pursuing their own interests, while the Earth Celestial Force struggled to rally the scattered powers of humanity to resist the twin threats of the insectoids and the Star Beasts. As the war escalated, more secrets about the Star Beasts came to light. These creatures were likely not products of natural evolution but creations of an intelligence beyond human comprehension. Additionally, the resurgence of the insectoids revealed a shocking truth: they were never humanity’s ultimate enemy but merely pawns in a far greater cosmic game. Faced with the dual crises of internal division and external invasion, humanity must find a way to strike a balance. Will they persist in their path of expansion and conquest, or will they choose to coexist with the unknown? The answer lies in a final, decisive battle that will determine the survival of their civilization.

Han Yejun, who had a hand in every dirty job for his country, is killed for knowing too many secrets... But for him, this is not the end—it is a chance for a new beginning, a blank slate. As he fulfills the mission of the God of Torment, he will face the challenges of a new world and forge new friendships. This is his story, one that stretches into eternity.

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

"The Nobody of Nowhere" emerged from that timeless space between existence and void, where consciousness confronts its own fragility. Five chapters written during those endless nights when the universe feels too vast and indifferent, when the walls close in and the silence becomes a living thing. In the gray fields and impossible geometries of this nowhere place, we follow a consciousness that has slipped between existence's cracks. Past the pretense of connection, past the hollow routines, past the point where loneliness transforms from an absence into a presence. It's about that ancient, nameless ache that sits in your chest at 3 AM, when you realize you're just one more person pretending to understand what it means to be alive. I wrote this during those stretches when time loses meaning, when days blur into nights and the face in the mirror becomes a stranger. When you realize that every generation before us probably felt this same weight, this same disconnection, this same sense of watching life happen from behind glass. It's not about hope, or meaning, or answers. It's about the space between being and unbeing, where the weight of consciousness becomes almost too heavy to bear. Where existence folds in on itself until even nothing feels like too much.