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****EXTREMELY SMUTTY Julian, the son of Duke Alden and the grandson of Grand Duke Augustus stood Infront of the crystalline ball that emanated mana. The crystal absorbed his mana and started glowing with purplish hue, with a sparks of lightning. "Yes, I have unlocked Lightning Affinity," Julian said, a spark of excitement lighting up his blue eyes. Suddenly, the ball began absorbing too much mana, Julian's eyes widened in horror as the energy swirled out of control, crackling with an intensity that was and terrifying. Just as he realized the danger, the ball erupted in a blinding flash, a shockwave of power surging outward. Julian wasn't hurt, but he felt a strange sensation as a dark mist swirled in front of him. Suddenly, he saw a strange entity, a shadowy figure, slip into his forehead. Then, Julian heard an unfamiliar sound echo in his head: “WELCOME TO THE MILF SYSTEM.” Connecting....Success Initializing.......Success “FUCK THE MILFS AND GET STRONGER, CONQUER THE MILFS, CONQUER THE WORLD.” , The voice said Curiosity piqued, Julian quickly asked, "Can you tell me more about the MILF SYSTEM?" The voice continued, "Sure, The MILF SYSTEM will help you reach unimaginable power as a mage. You will need to complete the tasks assigned to you and earn points." ********************* MILF SYSTEM - TASK POINTS CHART Handjob - 10 Points Blowjob - 20 Points Sex - 75 Points Creampie - 100 Points Threesome - 200 Points Spank - 15 Points Anal - 150 Points ********************* Julian grinned, excitement bubbling up inside him. “Well, if that’s what I should do to be stronger, I guess we don’t have any other choice,” he declared, determination shining in his blue eyes ************** [Huge Harem] [In Depth R-18] [Hardcore Fetishes] [Extreme Sex] [Gore] [Big Boobs] [MILF] [Incest] [Best Girls] [Anal] [Threesome] [Foursome] [N-some] [Big ass] [Impregnation] Some smut scene may contain: [Spitting] [Slapping] [BDSM] [No NTR - No sharing - No mind control - No drugs or potions that influence the girls A lot of Netori and Stealing] Contains long and detailed smut.

"I sit, forehead pressed to my knees, letting the emptiness of the room close in around me. Shadows cling to the walls, absorbing what little light there is, making it feel as if the whole space is breathing, alive with secrets." This is where Envy’s journey begins—a government spy with no past, no memories, and a name that means nothing. His life is a blur of covert missions, cold commands, and the ever-present weight of The Organization’s control. But in the silence, something stirs. Questions. Fragments of a life he can’t recall. The boundaries between who he is and who he’s been made to be start to crumble. When the line between duty and desire starts to blur, Envy must face a terrifying question: Can he ever reclaim the pieces of himself that have been lost? Or is he destined to remain a pawn in a game that erases everything he’s ever known? To find out, read the story. What if everything you thought you knew about yourself was a lie? Can someone like Envy ever escape the chains of the past? How far would you go to uncover the truth when it could destroy everything? The answers are waiting... if you dare to search for them.

The first prodigal of the Mu family has returned from rebirth, changing the very colors of heaven and earth, rewriting the entire world. Possessing divine treasures and magical weapons, she is all-powerful. With debts of vengeance to settle and debts of gratitude to repay! Whether to walk sideways or upright, the posture is a free choice! Reborn with a divine artifact, she possesses foresight, attracting good fortune and avoiding disaster, earning her the title of the greatest diviner! The greatest diviner, with the swirling changes of the world in her palm. However, upon encountering that person, she is unable to control her own heart. "You calculate the heavens and the earth, but have you ever calculated my feelings for you?" A smile blooms on that person's handsome face, as if a deity has descended. The Mu family's prodigal son, reborn and overturning chaos. Only when he stands at the pinnacle do people realize this isn't the prodigal son, but the breathtakingly beautiful young lady! Many young talents beat their chests in regret, having missed the best opportunity to win the lady's favor. Yet that person smirks arrogantly, indulging in a tender kiss on her forehead: "Thank you for being blind to her worth, otherwise, how could I have such a beauty in my embrace?"

Miss Vanderbilt is busy eating, sleeping, and teaching scumbags how to be a decent person! Mr. Russo is busy chasing Miss Vanderbilt, chasing Miss Vanderbilt, and chasing Miss Vanderbilt again! "Isn't CEO Russo said to be a gentleman of clear mind and restrained desire?" Mr. Russo squintingly leans back on the sofa, moving leisurely and elegantly, "Sweetie, call me Husband.” Mrs. Russo holds her forehead and looks at that face, suddenly remembering the thing that just happened— That look, clearly icy cold yet she can't be absent from it, it simply forces people into crime!

Ciara Cromwell, 28 , the alluring and rebellious daughter of the Demon Queens, is known for her striking beauty, characterized by her stark white hair, piercing red eyes, and the black horns adorning her forehead. With a reputation as a heartbreaker, Ciara revels in fleeting romances and one-night stands, scoffing at the notion of true love. Contrasting her tumultuous life is Aeliana Whitfield, a diligent and kind-hearted human girl determined to make a difference. At 26, Aeliana works tirelessly as an assistant to Leora, Ciara's wise and powerful grandmother. Aeliana’s inner beauty matches her outer appearance, Black hair green eyes a beatiful face and body though she often hides her stunning looks beneath modest attire. Unlike the many who fall for Ciara's charm, Aeliana despises her and would rather face any peril than succumb to her advances. When Leora, seeing the potential for something greater, decides to use the Perfect Match system to pair Ciara with her true love, the results shock everyone: Ciara and Aeliana are the perfect match of each other. Bound by fate and the whims of a powerful enchantment, the two women must navigate their animosity and discover whether love can truly bloom between a demoness who scorns it and a human who yearns for it.

Shadows and heartbeat I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Natasha, a rebellious and sharp_tongued woman accidentally saw something she was never supposed to see, she comes across an agent of death, an immortal grim reaper cursed with endless existence and no emotions. Drogen is convinced that Natasha holds the key to ending his curse, and because of that, he does something forbidden, he revives her after death. Bound to him by a blood pact that he made with her out of impulse, she begins experiencing flashes of a forgotten past that tie her to him in ways she can't explain, and their connection deepens into something forbidden. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist. She finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. As fragments of their past becomes clearer, Natasha and Drogen must piece together the truth about their connection—a truth that holds the power to either break Drogen's curse or plunge both realms into chaos. With time running out, their choice becomes the key to saving themselves and preserving the fragile balance between the living and the dead. Excerpt: Drogen's expression softened as he stared down at her lips, a rare glimpse of raw desire shining in his eyes. "You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I've been desperately wanting to do this since you hugged me." Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, soft but insistent, catching her completely off guard. Her breath hitched as his tongue teased hers, coaxing a response. She froze for a moment, her heart racing wildly, but as his warmth enveloped her, she gave in, kissing him back. Her hesitation melted away as his touch deepened, slow and gentle, yet ignited sparks through her whole being. His hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. She gasped softly when she felt his bulge pressed hard against her, her cheeks heating in response. He didn't seem to care—if anything, it turned him on even more. His grip tightened as though he couldn't get enough of her, his kisses growing bolder, more demanding, yet still carrying an undeniable tenderness. Her fingers gripped his shirt for balance, holding on as the intensity of his touch left her breathless. He kissed her like he was savoring her, like every second mattered, and it sent a thrill through her. Every brush of his lips, every press of his body against hers, made her forget where she was. All she could feel was him. Finally, he pulled back, their foreheads resting together as they tried to catch their breath. His voice was low and rough, full of longing. "You're driving me crazy, Nat." Her lips were still tingling from his kisses as she met his gaze, her own voice trembling but steady. "Then don't stop." His dark eyes blazed with desire, and a faint smile touched his lips. "You don't know what you're asking for," he murmured, his hand slipping lower, his touch firm yet careful, as if she might disappear if he wasn't careful. "Maybe I do," she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips despite the way her heart pounded in her chest. Something in his expression softened, but the hunger in his eyes remained. She had undone him completely, and for once, he didn't want to fight it. Whatever this was, he wasn't letting go, and neither was she. For fans of forbidden love, a rebellious heroine, steamy romance, dark fantasy, a tragic past life and happy endings, this book is for you TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains R18 scenes, detailed descriptions of violence, cruelty, murder and death.

The world's top-notch killer had just completed a brilliant mission and was planning to take it easy and play some games. However, while he was playing, he felt that something was completely wrong! This game was way too realistic! It was only after falling off a cliff that he belatedly realized what had happened. What kind of game was this? He had actually traveled through time! He was about to die right after arriving here. What was the point of that? Was it to make sure he didn't die thoroughly and had to go through it all over again? When he opened his eyes again, all his injuries were healed. After carefully recalling the memories of the original owner, he discovered that this was a technologically advanced future world! He had transformed from a killer into the eldest son of the mayor of Calais City. Since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it. Anyway, he was tired of the days filled with fighting and killing. Here comes the life of a rich second-generation heir! He had originally wanted to live a carefree and leisurely life in retirement. However, trouble soon came knocking at his door. Why was it that the original owner could live a carefree life as a young master for over a decade, while he had to be forced to risk his life as soon as he arrived? Could things get any worse! Looking at the powerful particle cannon pointed at his forehead, what could a little killer like him do? A wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him. He could only swallow his pride for the time being! Wasn't it just an adventure? He loved adventures the most. But the direction this world was taking was getting weirder and weirder! It was okay if there was ancient martial arts, but how come there were also monsters and demons? What happened to the promised future world! How could it be so unscientific? So, is the end of science just metaphysics? I just wanted to enjoy a peaceful retirement life. Do you have to force me like this? Alright, alright, do you have to play it this way? Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being a sly operator! Let's see how Reed Brooks, a modern killer, experiences a fantasy journey in the future world.

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

A princess was born in the middle of the month when the moon was emitting its light. Its beautiful light is blue like the blue of natural Burmese blue jade. Then, his forehead also has a birthmark in the shape of a crescent moon sparkling in bluish white. Born into a royal family, it was very difficult for Hee Yueyin—the princess's name—to make true friends. An incident brings Hee Yueyin together with a man from an enemy clan. Now the prince of the Qi kingdom, named Li Zhuang. They meet and experience tragedy, romance, happiness and tears together.

After death Soyun's soul ended up bound to a transmigration system known as 505, which mistook him for another unfortunate soul sent by the immortals to become one of the world-hopping individuals who entered different worlds to save villains, all in hopes of earning enough points to return to their own worlds one day in the future. However, no one had succeeded yet. Soyun could only tiredly rub his forehead when 505 informed him that he couldn't enter the cycle of reincarnation. Ultimately, seeing no other choice, Soyun reluctantly agreed to the system, thinking he would simply treat it as a final vacation. However, who would have thought that the villains he was tasked with saving would trail behind him like eager puppies, and their demands would grow increasingly vulgar with each new world he entered? Even the system, 505, was shocked to see the cruel villains, whom no world-hopping individuals could conquer, bow their heads toward the host with sheepish smiles. Soyun: What do you want?? The villains: You and your body! Soyun: .... 505: Emergency Code Red!! The son of the Heavenly Emperor is seducing the host—Ahem, no, I mean the host has somehow seduced the son of the Heavenly Emperor! Soyun: .... ------------- ------------- Note: The cover is not mine as I am too poor. All credits go to the owner. If he/she wants me to remove it, just ring me up in the comment section.

**Mature Content** [I hope the day never comes when I can’t find a reason to keep loving you, for you are my every reason.] ********************* Yoon Haeun, a quirky 27-year-old chaebol heir and who runs a game company, is often pestered by his unconventional mother about settling down and having children. As an omega who has never experienced his heat cycle, Haeun is constantly set up with alphas by his mother. Unfortunately, the pheromones of these alphas usually make him nauseous and disgusted. Everything changes when Haeun meets Cheon Yeongsoo a third-generation heir whom he has previously disliked. When Haeun encounters Yeongsoo’s pheromones, he is unexpectedly enveloped in a sense of safety and comfort—a feeling he’s never experienced before. As Haeun’s heat cycle arrives, he finds himself irresistibly drawn to Yeongsoo. Three days later, Haeun wakes up disoriented in Yeongsoo’s bed, his mind racing with confusion and a surge of panic. The room is unfamiliar, and the scent of Yeongsoo’s pheromones is overpowering. He tried to piece together the fragments of his memory from the night before, only to realize the gravity of his situation. The man he’s long disliked is now his unlikely savior, and the last thing Haeun wanted was to admit how much he had grown to need Yeongsoo. **Excerpt** Haeun looked up at Yeongsoo with a pout, his hand resting on his pregnant belly. “Will you still love me if I weigh 200kg and become very ugly?” Yeongsoo chuckled, pulling Haeun close and gently hugging his bulging stomach. “You’re already displeasing to the eyes, so it doesn’t really matter.” Haeun’s eyes welled up as he looked at Yeongsoo,obviously hurt. “Are you saying I’m ugly?” Yeongsoo’s smile softened as he held Haeun, brushing his fingers through his hair. “Whether you weigh 200kg or become ugly, you’ll always be the prettiest person in my eyes. Why? Because I love you. You’re my everything, Haeun. And no matter what, that won’t ever change.” Haeun’s heart swelled, a tear slipping down his cheek as he snuggled closer. “You really know how to make everything feel okay.” Yeongsoo kissed his forehead tenderly. “That’s because being with you is the best part of my life.” --- GT gifts-> 1-3 chapters (depending on amount) Gifts—> 1-5 or a mass release depending on how high the gift will be. Win-win ranks- 5 chapters or more after meeting each tier! Extra chapters-> gotten from points and comments (1-2 chapters) ^^

In the magical kingdom of Valmaran, Lyra’s life is as simple as it is content. She spends her days chatting with plants, healing them with her special touch, and helping out in her family’s humble herb shop. But when she stumbles upon a Celestara, a rare, glowing flower said to only bond with those of royal blood, her peaceful world is turned upside down. Before she can even wrap her head around what’s happening, the Celestara chooses her, marking Lyra’s forehead with a glowing gem. But just when she thinks things can’t get any stranger, the cheeky flower goes and bonds with Crown Prince Kaelion too! Now, Lyra must navigate a life of royal intrigue, unexpected bonds, and trying to figure out how she fits into a world she never imagined. And as for Kaelion...well, is he crazy enough to fall in love with a girl who talks to plants? One thing’s for sure: nothing will ever be the same again.

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

What do you do if you wake up one morning to a seriously infuriating note from your sister and a dog... no scratch that. Two dogs. ------ "At this rate I'm never going to have peace again, am I?" "I don't know what you want me to do about it" "Get out" "What about Cello?" "You named her? She can stay, you can leave, I don't need a babysitter" 'Especially not one that talks like the world will end if he doesn't.' "No thank you, we grew attached in the time it took for you to open the door for us and now there's no way to separate!" He put a hand to his forehead like a damsel about to collapse and as if on cue, the beagle barked to make her presence known, then he stared at the brunette, deadpan. And the brunette stared right back. 'Seriously irritating...'

the story has 300 chapters please read it at my pat reon page https://www.patr eon.com/Fatenovels Synopsis: In a trading and touring company an office worker suddenly startled with panic in his eyes and sweat beads on his forehead. But he calmed down immediately by his nature that he cultivated for a long time. He made an excuse and left the office that day to return back to his apartment. “So I have died after 16 years of surviving in the apocalypse because of that bitch Nisha and bastard Roy. That bitch Nisha even took my space pendent as if she already knows about it in advance. Also all the opportunities that I got were taken by them. My love is wasted on her. I still got a year of time before the disasters started with scorching hear, floods, rains, volcanic bursts, tsunami, acid rains, plant and animal mutation, zombies….. This did not end as the earth moved to apocalypse land which is its origin. For all this I require food, water, weapons, supplies, and many things…. Since I have returned again I will take care of those bastards hehe. The pendent seems to be damaged it needs repairing….”

Having been able to perform a little bit of magic, Tessa escapes from her home that is more of a prison to her, with the intention of going around Kingdoms she comes across. Unknown to her, the more she uses her power the more she attracts danger. What kind of danger? No one knows. Until she meets him. Zarek, a forbidden name in Eryndor Kingdom. He is the fourth Prince of the Kingdom, loathed by everyone including his father, the King, and sentenced to life imprisonment since birth. Until he meets her. Locked in one cell, both ignites something deep inside each other. A raw, untamed passion that they cannot ignore. The touch of her hand is like fire to his dead cold soul and every stolen kiss, every fleeting moment between them, becomes a sin they cannot stop committing. It is until their separation do they realize they are betrothed to each other. A bond formed by human but already destined. As their love deepen, Tessa is forced to confront the darkest secret of her bloodline. Her power goes out of control due to a curse and the more time she spends with Zarek, it becomes a threat not only to her but him too. But not in a million years will Zarek let her go. She is his life, his love and obsession. ************** “Our love… is deemed dangerous, impure and cursed. That it will break all.” Tears streamed on her face, blood oozing from her mouth. “And it will break me if you leave, Tessa.” For the first time, Zarek shed a tear. Just for her. “I love you, Tessa. Please don’t go.” Their forehead leaned on each other, as they let their emotions flow together with the rain, making silent vows. “Let’s go away from here.” They said at the same time. ************ This book is in the Cupid's Quill contest. Please support the book by adding to library, giving your votes and gifts.

She was the daughter to the Infamous Multi-Billionaire is sister to the Infamous Bachelors of Westdentia. Lester - Cold Ruthless CEO who was following in his father's footsteps. Levy - 6 time Golden Medal Olympian. Liam and Louis - World's Best Game Developers. Loved and cherished by her brother's and father, the Reinhardt Princess was her nickname. Always quiet and reserved in her own little bubble.....this all changed because of her brothers and their friend who not only brought color into her life but also showed her darkness she couldn't fathom existed. .......................................................... Synopsis: Leina shook with anger and had tears in her eyes as she looked at Alexander. She could not understand how Alex could suddenly showed up after years of disappearing and that too with the AUDACITY to question her! "WHAT, what did you expect huh?, that I pause my life and wait for hm?, do I fucking look like a toy to YOU!" Leina shouted as she pointed her finger at him. "HOW COULD YOU, you have the audacity to as-" Alexander couldn't bare see her so disoriented and vexed by him, he suddenly pulled her, held her nape and kissed her hard. Leina shooked at first but did not understand what came over her but tears fell from her eyes as she recuperated his kiss, holding on his coat for dear life. Breaking their kiss, Alexander kiss her forehead before he look down at her and whispered, "I'm sorry.... I promise I won't do that ever again" However he knew that to keep his word it would be difficult but she was worth it and that's all that mattered.

[Warning:Mature Content] "You are the key, Aida. Only you have the power to save us." Aida woke up, her forehead heavily beaded with perspiration. She kept having recurring dreams of a woman telling her those words. She began her search to find this mysterious woman and also figure out the meaning behind those dreams. Soon enough, Aida begins to learn things that have been kept from her. When her true identity is revealed, she learns that her life is in danger, and she is the only one who can save the world from impending doom. The hot-blooded vampire prince Kieran who is disguised as a human catches Aida's attention. A vampire who had one wish: to eradicate witches from the face of the earth. He had been fooled into believing they were responsible for his parent's death. Mysteries are solved and secrets that have been hidden for years finally come to light. Will the lovers stand the test of time or will fate prevail this time, tearing them apart? The book cover doesn't belong to me

'Gwen pushed him back, trying to create enough space between them. "I do not love you." Alexander smirked. "You do. You just don't know that you do." Gwen moved back. "Do you know the ways of my heart." "Yes, I do. And it tells the truth. You are only too stubborn to acknowledge it." He moved closer, pressing her against the wall. "When you decide to tell yourself the truth, I will be waiting." He kissed her forehead. "But don't make me wait long. I am not as patient as people think." This time he kissed her lips and staked off, leaving Gwen in a complete daze.' Marriage and a family is all life is to Gwen and she would see to it that she is not humiliated before then. A wife, and not a mistress is what she plans to be, but what can be done when the king of her country makes a proposal to put her by his side? Alexander is used to getting what he wants and getting his way, after all, he is King. But when he sets his eyes on the young and beautiful Guinevere who is just as stubborn as he is, will making her stay at the castle earn him her love, or will it be the beginning of his undoing? (Hating Her King is the sequel to Loving Her Duke and is also the second book of the British Blood Trilogy.)

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

Kaiya was abandoned at the gate of Konoha by her father for her own safety. All she had was a scroll with a letter written by her mom and a snake necklace in a box with her name on it. She is brought to the hokage by Izumo and Kotetsu who orders Kurenai Yuhi to adopt her.

Loud music is playing, some students are dancing and other are chatting. The few one who are alone are dispersed observing the others. My eyes scan the room for Liam. Fortunately, I see him standing at the entrance with Lucas, Mateo, Levi and Mason. My legs drag me to their direction and he smiles as he sees me. His friends pushed him to me and he looks like he hesitates for a while before walking up to me. Without a word, he grabs my hand and pulled me away from the noise. Now we’re standing in the boys changing room. Before I speak, he gently cups my face. His forehead is touching mine as his eyes flash in the evening light. My heart races and I look away shyly but he lifts my chin up with his finger. I admire his beauty,drowning in the rush of love and awaiting a toe-curling kiss. I hear his words; “Don’t be silly. You’ll never be my type.” Followed by a chuckle. My blood runs cold as my brain draws a blank *************** Liam Hunter, the name that could make your knees turn jelly. He had it all the looks, money and everyone’s dream girl, Beatrice. He was the school’s basketball team captain. Every girl was dying to spend even a second with him, well except her. His charms didn’t work on her and she seemed oblivious to his existence. Everything changes for Liam when he is dared to date Zara for a month and then dump her. It all starts as game, a mind game for Liam. But what happens when the heart gets involved? What will Zara do after learning the truth? Will she get over her love for Liam and go back to herself?

A Girl ran through a forest shrouded in a deep fog. She was a young swordsman with long blue hair flowing behind him as she moved. Above his hempen clothing, he wore light iron armor and an iron forehead protector. The sword in his right hand, though somewhat small, was sturdily made. Why she was running and who is she a great mystery just started.

What if your best friend were a ghost-and your soulmate? Buchi never imagined his scholarship to a prestigious Korean school would come with invisible princes, ancient curses, and dangerous rivals. As the only one who can see Min Soo, a Korean prince cursed to walk the earth unseen, Buchi becomes his lifeline to hope. Jealous students, power-hungry sponsors, and dark supernatural forces threaten to tear their connection apart. Will Buchi rise above the odds to break the curse, or will love be lost in the shadows of time? Buchi-egeun joheun hakgyo-e iss-eo-neun scholarship-eul jwahae, geu-eun gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun wang-ja-reul mann-a-seo, gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun ma-eum-eul mann-a-seo, Buchi-eun geu-ui ma-eum-eul bich-eo-neun sa-gwa-reul jwahae. , , , . Buchi-wa Min Soo-eun geu-deul-ui ma-eum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya hal su iss-eoyo. Geu-deul-eun eotteoke hae, Min Soo-eui jo-geum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya ha-geoyo? ########### "Guy why you dey look me like that?" His voice was steady, but the flicker of confusion and heat in his eyes made my chest tighten. At first he didn't say anything until l asked again but in korean (Neo-neun wae naege ireol geoseul hae-yo?) - "Why are you looking at me like that?" (Jeoneun aniya)"I’m not," I lied, though my gaze refused to move from the water sliding down his neck, tracing the hard lines of his chest before disappearing beneath the towel. (Eotteoke geurae?) " Huh! Really?" he asked, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. ("Neo-neun naege gyeoljeong-gwaui gwaje-cheoreom bolleo issna-yo) "Because you’re looking at me like I’m some kind of forbidden fruit." I swallowed hard, cursing the way my breath hitched. He wasn’t wrong. Something about him—his presence, his confidence, the way he stood there dripping wet like he didn’t have a care in the world—had me unraveling. ("Neo-neun ban-naj-eo iss-eoyo.") "You’re the one standing half-naked," I shot back, though the words lacked bite. ("Mwo neo-neun mweo-rae ganeun-ga?") "What do you expect?" He laughed, the sound deep and rich, like the rumble of a storm. "I didn’t expect you to be so easy to distract." ("Neo-neun joheun geol al-a-isseo.") ("Joheun geol an-iya.") "Distract? I’m not distracted." My words came out too quick, too defensive. He stepped closer, his damp hair falling across his forehead, and for a moment, the space between us felt electric. "Then wati dey make you dey blush?" I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. Because he was right—I was blushing, my pulse racing, my thoughts a mess. And then, just as suddenly as he’d appeared, he was gone, leaving nothing but the memory of his smirk and the ache in my chest that told me this wasn’t over. --- Can you survive the pull of gravity when it’s not just the black hole that’s consuming you—but him? Dive into ETHEREAL BLUE, a tale of cursed ghosts, forbidden connections, and the kind of chemistry that stops time itself.

This is the story of 21-year-old Inaya Waqar who belongs to a middle-class family. Fair complexion, black long hair, hazel Green eyes, and natural pink lips. She was undoubtedly very beautiful. What made her even more beautiful was her innocence and modesty. She was a dept at attracting anyone easily. 28-year-old Irtiza Meer Alam is aggressive, arrogant, and has the finest personality. Fair complexion, dark black eyes, was 6 feet tall height, and had black hair which he kept on the one side of the forehead. The seriousness of his face made him more attractive. She is water. He is Fire. She is his Sunshine. He's hers, old man. What will happen when someone doesn't listen to anyone? Seeing a little innocent girl, his stone heart soften.

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much. When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up. "What? Is there something wrong?" He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped. He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did. She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

~•No Escape•~ "Are you running away from me, my sweet girl" spoke a voice in the hallway that made her stop in her tracks. The hallway had turned dark with only the wall lamps that burned brightly casting the shadow of the man on the floor as he slowly emerged from the other end. "What are you doing here, your majesty," She said and bowed immediately as she saw him approach her with slow but steady steps. "You haven't answered me, sweet" The man said with a sweet smile that made her wary and he heard the way her heart skipped a beat. He stood before her and used his index finger to raise her chin. He tilted his head as he gazed into her green eyes that looked back at him with fear. He took a step forward closing the distance between them and his eyes narrowed when she took a step back, but that didn't stop him from cornering her. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He continued to question and she didn't miss the mockery behind his words. "I…I" she felt her words tied to her tongue because of the man's daunting aura. She felt him trace her forehead with his finger down to her jaw. He continued moving his hand down to her neck and to the top of her swell and her thudding heart hitched when his hand continued to stay there. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He bent towards her as he spoke. His breath fell on her neck which sent a jolt that traveled down her body. "I told you, you're tied to me and me to you" _______________________ Perdita Kartar was a winsome yet strange young lady. She had an appealing beauty with her green eyes that invoked and impelled anyone who gazed into them. She had fooled her villagers so she could live and protect herself and her remaining family from the night creatures and also humans. But what was bizarre of all, was that Perdita had a secret she shared with no one. She had lived in the village since she was little, and over the years, she had been discreet with each move she made. Unfortunately, things didn't go as she planned. Despite her cautious decorum and fight to stay out of sight, a pair of glacial red eyes falls on her, which followed and refused to leave her out of sight.

Lucias never thought his life would end like this-bleeding out in an S-rank dungeon, his entire party wiped out, and a Cerberus tearing through his gut. It wasn't just the pain that ate at him; it was the unfairness of it all. That L-grade monster had no business being there. Not in this dungeon. Not in this world. Once again, the system had fooled them, and humanity paid the price. As his vision blurred and his life slipped away, one thought echoed in his mind: If I'm going to die, at least let me know how that novel ends. For over a decade, Lucias had been obsessed with a story-one of a legendary hero who slayed dragons and even gods. He knew every twist, every turn, every detail. The protagonist had been his role model as a ranker. That story was the one thing that had kept him going through his mundane existence. Now, as death loomed, he couldn't stop thinking about it. He just wanted to see the ending. But instead of dying, Lucias wakes up in a place completely foreign to him. An old butler, gray-haired and impeccable in a clean, sleek suit, approaches his bed. When the butler speaks and addresses him as "Lord Seth," it all comes flooding back. The name is too familiar. Seth, the villainous lord who was destined to be killed by the protagonist in the novel Lucias had been reading. Sweat tricked down Lucias' forehead as the realization hit him: Out of all the people I could have become, why did I have to transmigrated into the villainous lord?

"well we are horny and you happen to be available, ha ha ha" uncle says with a develish laugh taking off his clothes while my father stroked his manhood backing Lilly against the door. "please sir , please don't do this to me I beg you" Lilly prayed but the more she cried the more aroused they got , it was as if her please and tears were a turn on to them. "Dad , please let her go ,we won't tell anybody about this please" I begged but unfortunately my father and uncle were not ready to let go our maid . "Call me Dad one more time and we'll let her go and fuck you instead" My father said charging towards me and I froze. He pulled me up and examined my body. "well your body is just as appetizing as your mother's" my father said giving me a hard squeeze on my ass and I whined in pain. "oh you dirty girl , you love what daddy is doing to you huh" he said licking his lips and kissed me on the forehead pressing his manhood on my belly. "Relax baby your day will come too" he said and pulled a rope fastening it hard on my body. "I don't want you escaping or tying anything stupid, watch and take some notes" he said and left me getting back to Lilly who has been crying hopelessly. . . . I am Nina , and this is my life story.

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.