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Chances Of Never Waking Up From Anesthesia

Crippled Heir Wakes Up With a MILF SYSTEM

CAUTION: (TABOO) Contains material that may not be for normal readers to consume. Zhang Fei was a degenerate looser back on Earth. He was crowned the Coomer King after jerking his way to victory in a twisted online test, only to get sucked into a void and thrown into a xianxia world of qi, sects, and hmm.....pussies. Reborn as a crippled heir, his body’s fucked—useless limbs, cock barely twitching—he’s stuck drooling over jade beauties he can’t touch, until........a window lights up in his life. “Welcome to the Crippled Heir MILF System." "Host! Ready to fuck your way to the top?” Hell yeah, he is. Task one? Get a hand job. His first conquest? A thick-ass MILF who calls herself “Mother,” her massive tits spilling qi-nourished milk into his mouth while she strokes his cock till he cums hard, fixing his broken ass with every sticky spurt. Now, Fully healed, Zhang Fei’s out to steal every jade beauty, fuck rival sect bitches senseless and claim the fat legacy that he is supposed to have. The system dings with every thrust: “Mission: Bang your way to the top. Rewards: Qi Potion, badass moves, and more pussy.” Will he ascend to fuck the heavens or just fuck everything in his path? Spoiler: he’s doing both. Tags: R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Feet | Thick | Thicc | Loli | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Out doors | Humiliation | Nymph | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action| Handsome MC | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Taboo|
Philosopher_Immort · 55.6K Views

Love Is But A Chance.

"No one falls in love by choice, it is by chance. No one stays in love by chance, it is by work. And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by choice." **** The air was heavy with tension as Delilah's voice trembled, "Let go of me, you monster!" Tears streamed down her face, her beautiful eyes red-rimmed from crying. But it was the look in his eyes, that look in Harrison's eyes chilled her to the bone - an abyss of coldness; ruthless, unforgiving and unyielding. " Never!" He hissed, his handsome features expressing almost a psychopathic possessiveness; his voice dripping resolute venom. *** When childhood sweethearts were torn apart after Su Zhe Jin, Harrison Su moved away, Delilah was left shattered. Her family planned to relocate years later, but fate had other plans. A terrorist attack changed everything, and Delilah's life was forever altered. After a term of chaos and confusion, Delilah found solace in Fulfilled Dreams High School, D City. But little did she know, her life was about to take another dramatic turn. A mysterious box hidden in the attic of her home held secrets that could upend her view of the world. As Delilah navigated love, loss, pain, betrayal, and lots more; she must learn to take her stand. Harrison's once-again return ignited a firestorm of emotions, for their reunion was a little complicated. Delilah's family is hiding secrets, and a shocking revelation, forcing her into a desperate engagement with another man. Harrison's jealousy ignites, threatening to destroy them both. Will their love survive the lies, betrayal, and secrets that surround them? «««««««♦»»»»»»» Author's Note: This story begins with Delilah and Harrison's early lives, tracing their journey from the innocence of high school to the heartbreak of adulthood, and ultimately, to the moment when their paths collide once more. Join me on this emotional rollercoaster as we delve into the complexities of love, family, and identity. I hope you stay with me as the story begins to unfold. Remember to leave your honest reviews, this humble author is ready to listen to your thoughts. ♥ midsummer07.
Midsummer07 · 104.7K Views

Another Doomsday: Moving for Peace, Waking Up Pregnant in Apocalypse

They say life’s full of plot twists—well, Bai Xiaotong’s life is more like a plot pretzel, twisted in all the wrong places. After centuries of fighting in dungeons that suddenly descended into the Murim World, she thought she'd earned a peaceful retirement. Yet, after buying a dimensional ticket to cross realms, she ends up face-to-face with an even bigger disaster. Goodbye, dungeon gates and loot drop. Welcome to a world crawling with walking deads! Where each bite turns the living into rotting husks of undead. "I bought a wayfarer item to peacefully retire in another human world, not to clean up another horde of monsters! Do I look so bored to change places just to go hunting?! I didn’t sign up for this mess—” she grumbles, dodging a zombie horde. Why does it feel like she was attracting every apocalypse in the multiverse? Where’s the peaceful world she paid millions of cosmic credits for? Wait, did she pay for a doomsday subscription instead and was auto-renewing?! Damn. How could she end up in a dumpster fire, filled with weak humans who can’t even handle brain-dead corpses in a trance? “Seriously, how does anyone lose to that?” But in reality, it’s not the monsters and weak humans that are giving her gray hairs—it’s the fact that... “AHH! Why does my stomach keep on growing? Darn, it hurts, I think it’s going to explode!” “Ow shi— did I peed myself?” No. Wait, what the hell? Someone tell her, it wasn’t her water! The apocalypse? She can handle that. But childbirth during an apocalypse? That's a whole different level of nightmare. “Hey, you can’t come out yet!” This is insane. At least wait until she figures out where’s the father, ah! --- WSA2025 Entry
Azhe_ · 4.1K Views

Almost, Always, Never

I remember whispering those words, my voice swallowed by the wind as I gazed at him from afar—the boy who once promised me forever. “I’ll find you when we grow up. I’ll search the world just to be with you again.” He had said it with such certainty, as if the universe itself had written our fate in the stars. I held onto that promise like a lifeline. But time has a cruel way of unraveling even the strongest of vows. I waited. And waited. And waited. But he never came back. When I finally searched for him, desperate to fill the aching void he left behind, I found him—smiling, holding someone else’s hand, walking beside her like she was his world. I became nothing more than a stranger to him, a forgotten chapter in his story. Yet, in that single moment, my heart shattered as if I had been foolish enough to believe love could defy time. “I searched and found you,” he murmured, standing before me once more, his gaze unreadable. But fate is unkind. I had spent years chasing a shadow, drowning in an ocean of longing, only to reach the shore and realize he had already built a home without me. “I loved you… Goodbye.” I turned away, but he caught my wrist, his grip trembling. “Please,” he pleaded, “this time might be ours.” Tears spilled down my cheeks, but I pulled away. I had spent too long waiting for him to return, only to find that love had never truly been mine to keep. “I still love you,” I whispered to the wind. “And I’m glad that, for a moment, you knew.” That night, I lay in bed, feeling both relieved and empty, my heart a battlefield of memories and unfulfilled dreams. Years passed. I grew older. I lived, I breathed, but I remained alone. And one day, as sleep embraced me like an old friend, I wondered—would my heart ever stop searching for him? Or would someone finally find me and lead me toward a destiny where love no longer meant waiting in vain?
Helixj · 300 Views
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