Intimate Gaze

In the heart of modern Seoul, an unexpected twist turns Sena’s life into a whirlwind adventure when a medieval stone tower appears in her best friend I-seo’s backyard. This enigmatic event introduces Sena to Lucien and Damiel, two figures from another realm who have stepped right out of I-seo’s novel “Between Two Blades.” The novel depicts a tragic BL love story where a saint, destined to save the protagonists, ultimately betrays and kills them—a narrative yet to unfold as they find themselves inexplicably in Seoul. Lucien, with his dignified demeanor, and Damiel, both angelic and disturbing, find themselves lost in the complexities of the modern world. Their tragic destiny, as written by I-seo, looms over them, filled with unresolved tension and the threat of a doomed ending. Sena, armed with her practical spirit and I-seo’s intimate knowledge of her own characters, takes on the challenge of merging these contrasting realities. The medieval newcomers draw a mix of attention and conflict, compelling Sena and I-seo to navigate through a maze of urban escapades to keep them safe from both medieval pursuers and the public eye. As they struggle with these extraordinary circumstances, Sena uncovers a surprising link between her family and the historical figures: her grandmother, Hyejin, has a hidden past with the medieval visitors. This revelation binds her family’s story with the fantastical disruptions rippling through their lives.

18 and naive, Belle Hart thought marriage would end her misery, only to realize it had just begun! What started as a promising love turned out to be a facade, would Belle choose between a second chance or leave? She met her mate, the Duke, who she proposed to when she came of age. A month in, things took a turn. The Duke leaves for war before she could inform him about her pregnancy, only for him to return with a mysterious woman whom he claimed to be his new wife! The audacity! Trouble ensued and Belle suffered a miscarriage as a result. … “What did you just say?” He asked, his gaze darkening. “You heard me well, I seek a divorce. I wish for us to go our separate ways,” she replied, her voice steady as she met his gaze with confidence, though inwardly she was shaken by his presence. “You are my mate, Belle, and I am yours. Divorce is the most foolish notion you could entertain. Do you believe any man would take a worthless creature like you as his wife?” He scoffed, his words biting, causing her heart to ache. … The Duke's refusal pushed Belle into the arms of the king. All she had to do was bear him an heir and he would help her get her revenge! "I want you to marry me, Your Majesty, and aid me in seeking my revenge against the Duke and those who have wronged me. In exchange, I shall bear you an heir before you help me," she said, her voice steady and full of purpose. What will the choice be?

The multiverse is governed by the enigmatic System, a mechanical and magical force that rewrites the fates of entire universes. It functions without judgment, its invisible hand silently calculating the rise and fall of civilizations. But now, something unexpected has appeared—an anomaly the System cannot predict, one powerful enough to shatter its omniscient gaze. At the far edges of reality, cosmic beings stir. A woman meditates in the Void, untouched by time, tethered only to the pulse of her soul. A shapeshifting alchemist, known for destroying galaxies and raising empires, seeks seven singularities to fuel their ambitions. And on a distant, beast-filled planet, an otherworldly man watches the unfolding chaos with quiet amusement, waiting for nine chosen geniuses to rise.

Artemis Starke has been burdened with the final wish of his father- that he might be married and live a happy life. But their noble family has no means to accomplish this wish. He seeks an audience with the King, that a gamble might succeed and his hand would be accepted. As he expects, this offer is surely granted. The Demon Spirit lurking in his gaze made it so. Shadows tremble in the depths, the Palace obscuring the many dangerous secrets of history. Might they be unraveled, their way of life may be threatened. But to climb higher requires risks, to seek the light requires a Gambit of Lifetimes. Only when one determines himself to risk it all, can all prosper.

Numira is a realm teeming with bonds that transcend the ordinary—bonds with monsters, fierce and beautiful, that forge an unbreakable connection between humanoid and beast. These bonds are not just about power; they hint at a deeper, more intimate connection, where trust and desire intertwine. Adventures await Lyra, drawing her toward encounters that will challenge her courage, ignite her spirit, and reveal the true depth of the bonds she forms. ~~~~ DISCLAIMER: Futa main character Futa x Male, Futa x Futa,

Under his gaze, with a slow and deliberate motion, the brunette beside him grips the railing and carefully leans back. Aiden's first instinct was to step closer, but the girl's raspy voice stopped him. "You'd be surprised how often I do this, sir." Sensing she had startled him, and perhaps even disturbed him, she added the explanation she knew he needed: "Surely you've had moments in your life when you wished everything would just end," she said, closing her eyes and leaning back a little further. "When I do this, I realize that I don't want to die." The man rested his elbows on the railing and let out a long sigh. She was the first woman in his life he couldn't understand or see through. A unique and complex character, but damn beautiful. "Remind me once again, for the fourth time now, how you passed the psychological evaluation, Miss Joy?" The profound silence between them had become uncomfortable. Aiden felt he should rephrase the question, soften it somehow. For the first time since he'd met her, he felt he'd crossed a line. "Mr. Black," she finally said with a sigh, "when I do this, I realize that I want to live and be happy." Aiden turned his head slightly toward her. Something in his gaze had changed, and Tatum noticed. That's why she casually added: "As for the psychological exams," she chuckled, letting go of the railing, "be assured that I don't have that much cash lying around just to pass them all, only to protect your ass." The man's chuckle put her at ease. She didn't need anyone's pity.

In the Southern Empire of Ravenhowl, Feyre has always been nothing—a wolfless deviant cast aside by her pack and family. She has spent her life as a shadow—unseen and unwanted. And then her fated mate, the cold and powerful heir to the empire, Rowan rejects her without hesitation, breaking the last thread of hope she clung to. Just when she thought it can't get any worse, a cruel prank forces her into the brutal royal security training where Feyre finds herself face-to-face with the man who shattered her and a world that seems determined to crush her spirit. Determined to survive for herself, Feyre fights to endure, only to find Rowan’s cold gaze lingering on her at every turn.

In a time before humanity, when the ancestors of the elves were still ogres and the Titans ruled the earth while dragons dominated the skies, the epoch drew to a close. A cataclysmic war erupted between the Titans and the dragons, leaving both sides scarred. It was in this tumultuous era that a traveler from another world descended upon an Hawkmen tribe, guiding them on a path of evolution that would ultimately transform them into the angelic race. Eons later, the celestial light of heaven illuminated countless realms. Jano, the Angelic King, reigned supreme upon his heavenly throne. Countless beings united in their hymns of praise: "Holy, Holy, Holy! Let sinners not gaze upon the majestic glory of the Lord. Adorned with crowns of splendor, We offer our homage to the divine throne.""

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.

Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual. As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive. Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife... Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters... Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive: Use monsters to fight monsters.

'What is my purpose?' He thought as he gazed at the carnage that surrounded him. With every step he takes countless perish, with every action countless mourn. Behind him legions so vast they cover the horizon and blot out the heavens. His soldiers, servants, friends, children. 'That's right.' He remembered with a tinge of melancholy, 'This is my purpose.' Author's note: High fantasy setting, with a heavy emphasis on action, army tactics, political schemes and world building. No harem and very little romance.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

Shinjin (people with special abilities) are collected around the four kingdoms, and brought in as slaves into Gorhata, Trained and tasked with hunting down kinjin an ancient army of demons that terrorizes the four kingdoms... Not all want to be used as a weapon, Some wants love, Some want freedom, some wants Revenge and most of all some wants treasure.

"---," --- whispered, their voice sharp and desperate. "Swear to me you'll help end this." --- paused, the torchlight catching their shadowed face. "...Do you understand what you're asking of me?" "I do," they said, their trembling hands hidden behind their back. "Do you?" --- In a kingdom shrouded by whispers of corruption and secrets, a mysterious knight ventures into a quiet village, seeking answers to an unsettling case. Known for their sharp gaze and unyielding presence, the knight’s reputation precedes them—but not everything is as it seems.

At her wedding banquet, a man claiming to be Selina's lover stormed in, brandishing so-called intimate photos and causing chaos. Selina immediately saw through this as a scheme orchestrated by her half-sister, Natalia. However, Selina's fiancé, Ryan, not only refused to believe her but also went out of his way to defend Natalia. It turned out that Ryan and Natalia had already developed feelings for each other in secret. Everyone—Selina's father, stepmother, and Ryan's parents—knew about their affair, except for Selina, who was left in the dark. Taking advantage of the situation, Selina's father suggested swapping brides, proposing that Natalia replace Selina and complete the wedding. Ryan's family not only didn’t object but wholeheartedly supported the idea. That was the moment Selina finally realized the cruel truth: her family and Ryan's family were nothing but wolves in sheep’s clothing! "Cancel the engagement? Fine. But let it be clear—I’m the one rejecting you, you two-timing, spineless excuse for a man!" Selina declared with unshakable confidence. Her gaze then swept across the room, landing on an elegant and distinguished man. She vaguely remembered him as Ryan’s younger uncle. Walking over, she boldly asked, "Sir, how about getting married?" The man raised an eyebrow, finding her audacity intriguing. "It would be my honor, madam," he replied. ...

Serin is infuriated by her aloof neighbor, Marshad, who consistently ignores her attempts to connect. After spotting him for the first time, her attraction grows, but he remains indifferent, rejecting every effort she makes to engage with him. The more he brushes her off, the more determined she becomes to get his attention. When she finally confronts him at Marisha Aunty’s house, his cold, emotionless gaze leaves her frustrated and confused. Despite her growing obsession, she vows that if Marshad doesn’t respond to her next attempt, she’ll never speak to him again—no matter what. Caught between pride and obsession, Serin faces the challenge of breaking through Marshad’s indifference or walking away for good.

:》 --- Ren's life ends abruptly in a tragic accident, but death is only the beginning. Waking as a fractured soul in an endless void, Ren finds himself drawn into a celestial realm where second chances are offered—but not without a price. As others move forward, destined for reincarnation in a magical world, Ren is left behind, unseen and unstable. Yet, the enigmatic constellation Laquila has her gaze set on him, hinting that his journey will be anything but ordinary. In a world shaped by power, strength and magic. Can a broken soul carve a place for itself—or will it remain uninvited forever? ---

They're the ones who will look up at the sky and reach out their hands. The ones who will have the urge to jump as they look down at the depth of the abyss. Those who will take the first step without any hesitation as they look far off the edge of the horizon. Someone who will gaze at the Moon and dream of an adventure, dares to leave the Earth, and conquer every floating Dungeons. This is the story of their adventures. Those brave Adventurers, peculiar Magicians, valiant Knights, and proud Valkyries. Stories of Humans, Half-Race, and Demi-Humans along with their Sub-Spirits. Tales of Reincarnation and Dungeon along with their Dungeon Guardian. Their stories as they live their lives on Earth. Their stories as they traverse the sky from dungeon to dungeon. Their stories as they dream to reach the Moon. Their Days of Dungeons from Earth to Moon. Here's my Discord server UelUel The PoruShark Writer https://discord.gg/zRJWDr4U

The Directorate, a sprawling, Authotharian Regime, driven by meritocracy, expansionism, and cold-hearted Pragmatism, everyone is expected to serve their role with unwavering Precision. Phillip "Kyle" Henschels has to navigate his overburdened life, filled with impossible expectations, moral conflicts, and the harsh, ever-expecting gaze of the Commissariats.

For years, humanity gazed into the vastness of the universe, wondering if we were truly alone. But then, on what seemed like an ordinary Monday, everything changed. Without warning, the sky across much of the world was suddenly cloaked in an unnatural darkness. It took a while for people to comprehend the magnitude of what was happening. That darkness wasn’t just the result of a passing storm or an eclipse; it was the shadow cast by a massive, non-human ship. But the real question remained: why had they come? What was their purpose in descending upon our world, and what did this encounter mean for humanity’s future?

"You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

When she opened her eyes again, she transmigrated and become a foolish woman in ancient times, Chen Afu. Gazing at the hero who seemed as lofty as a god, Chen Afu touched the drool trickling from her mouth. In this life, don't be too ambitious, don't be unrealistic... Only, in this life, she was foolish yet beautiful, destitute yet incredibly lucky, her good fortune so plentiful that she couldn't use it all up.

A shaky breath escaped her lips. "This can't be real," Aurora whispered to herself. Aurora Santos, a 24-year-old writer, was living an ordinary life-until she stumbled upon a mysterious portal that revealed her true identity. Thrust into a realm of darkness, danger, and forbidden desire, Aurora faces a world where fear lurks in every shadow, and self-discovery becomes her only weapon. Lucas Kim, dangerously captivating, with a presence that steals her breath and a gaze that ensnares her heart. Falling for him feels inevitable. But Lucas is no ordinary man-he's a heartless force of nature, feared by all and known as the Devil on Earth. Unraveling his secrets could either save Aurora or doom her forever. Can Aurora survive this perilous journey and uncover the truth about herself? Or will love turn out to be her ultimate undoing?

Born under the vastness of celestial skies, Li Tianyan’s arrival heralds the dawn of a new age. Above, a massive red eye shimmers into existence, a silent witness to his birth. Yet, Tianyan remains calm, his gaze flickering with an ancient light. Chosen by a legendary ancestor, he is destined for greatness beyond human comprehension. Embark on an unforgettable journey as Tianyan steps into a world fueled by power, ambition, and ancient legacies. Will he ascend as a dragon among men, or will the weight of fate crush his spirit? In a realm where each decision shapes the path forward, Tianyan’s odyssey has just begun.

"You," Augustine began, his voice firm and direct. "I'm making you an offer: we get married, immediately. This isn't a request, it's a demand." Augustine's uttered with a piercing gaze, his words a blunt instrument wielded with precision. Charles scoffed. “What type of bullshit is that?” He fired back. *** Augustine Wales is a cold CEO who is known as the most successful and influential business man in Country H. His name alone commanded respect, his steely gaze and cold demeanor strike fear into even the most hardened of hearts. He was a man of few words, each syllable weighted with the power of his position. On the eve of Augustine Wales 29th birthday, he received an unexpected call from his family, their demands clear and uncompromising: find a spouse, or forfeit your stake in the family's vast wealth and influence. In that very moment after receiving the phone call, the gaze of Augustine fell upon a young man named Charles Donald and without thinking twice, Augustine immediately made a proposal to Charles, but was met with a swift rejection. Augustine's proposal was rooted in desperation but little did he know that fate was drawing him toward a future he never could have predicted. "What will happen when Augustine Wales, the powerful CEO, finds himself unexpectedly falling for Charles Donald, a humble cleaner in his office?" "When Charles' deadly secrets rise to the surface, will their fragile bond shatter, or will their love prove strong enough to weather the storm?"

Family Stream + Invincible Stream + Instant Kill Stream + Heavenly Dao Golden List + Domination Stream) What unfolds when you acquire unbeatable cultivation right after your transmigration? Xian Yue, after his transmigration, becomes the clan leader and unwittingly embarks on the path of invincible cultivation. This coincides with the launch of the Heavenly Dao Golden List, which ranks cultivation levels, physical prowess, and combat abilities. A century later, all beings across the universe are left astonished as they gaze upon the Xian family’s name on the Heavenly Dao Golden List! As the head of the Xian family, Xian Yue grins and says, "System, let me check in..."

After getting her heart broken by her boyfriend who cheated on her with her best friend, Camille decides to shut her heart and never trust men again. To distract herself from the heartbreak, she goes to a club with her friend. All she needs is someone who will only distract her from everything.Niklaus McDonalds is just the perfect person she needs. Though his personality is nothing to write home about but he's sexy, incredibly handsome and a renowned player who is known to never sleep with the same girl twice. He has never been involved in a relationship and never planned to either. Niklaus has slept with so women in his life and he doesn't expect Camille to be anything more than a hookup but what could happen when they meet again and he has to play as her fake boyfriend?

And then the door creaked open. Startled, Mack’s eyes flew open, and his heart nearly stopped when he turned around. Standing in the doorway, completely unapologetic—and completely naked—was Fred. "Mind if I join you?" Fred’s voice was low, teasing, yet undeniably commanding. Mack’s face flushed scarlet, his hands instinctively pulling up to shield himself. "What the hell are you doing?" he stammered, his voice cracking. Fred stepped into the room with a languid grace, the steam curling around him as if it were drawn to his presence. His dark eyes locked onto Mack’s, a mischievous glint playing in their depths. "You didn’t lock the door," Fred replied, his tone shameless as he stepped closer. "That doesn't give you the right to enter," Mack argued. "Calm down, Mack. Besides, it’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.” "Y-you haven’t!” Mack’s voice pitched higher, but his protests were drowned by the heat creeping up his neck and the rapid pounding of his heart. Fred moved closer to him, his proximity intoxicating. Mack’s breath hitched as Fred reached out, his fingers grazing his shoulder before trailing along his arm. "Relax," Fred murmured, his voice smooth as silk. "You’re wound up too tight." Mack’s body betrayed him when he felt his touch. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Fred. Fred’s gaze softened for a brief moment, his smirk fading into something more intimate. “Do I make you nervous, Mack?” Mack’s lips parted, but no words came out. He couldn’t answer, couldn’t think—not when Fred leaned closer, his breath warm against Mack’s flushed skin. "What are you doing, Fred? I-I am your teacher. At least, have some res..." Fred silenced him with a kiss. He wrapped his arms around Mack's wet body and moved his hands to his naked butts, pressing them softly as he could, his desires almost coming to the surface. He broke their kiss and with a teasing smile on Fred's face, he said "Well, see who can't resist my touch." Mack became embarrassed and playfully hit his shoulder as he tried to hide his face. . . . . [The picture was taken from Pinterest. If you're the owner and you would like to take it down, kindly contact me on IG: novar_ei. Thank you.]

"If anyone dares to even gaze upon him with ill intentions, they'll find themselves in the shadow of their worst nightmares."