Cock Sweat

“Everything is a game, Roberto, and right now, you’re losing.” Bella, for all her beauty and strength, is the one person who could bring him down. He’s built an empire on blood, sweat, and ruthless decisions. Roberto, a ruthless drug lord, at the top of his game, married to Bella, the daughter of a rival mafia family. Their marriage seems to be built on love and power, but when Roberto begins an affair, the balance between their two families starts to crumble. The fight is more than a revenge for infidelity.

“Helena if I could be with you every moment of every day, fuck, I’d take that,” Romeo growled as he kissed her neck, sucking and licking along the way as well. “We’ve already lost nine years, Helena, I’m not wasting a moment more," Romeo hissed as his lips crashed against Helena’s. She let out a moan as Romeo lifted her leg, wrapping it around his waist. “Feel that, love?” Romeo asked as he pushed his cock against her. “Feel what you do to me?” Nine years ago Helena Willow ran and on her first day back she meets an Alpha whom she connected with on a different level. An Alpha that could be her Mate. When she left her pack she left her family and the love of her life, her stepbrother Romeo Blackmoon. What happens when she discovers that the Alpha she's slept with was her stepbrother and that he could be her mate?

Hello! My name is Aman Vasuki. I belong to the Royal Family of Vasuki Clan which is the Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. Currently, I am working as a caretaker of a human boy named Mei Wei. Why? Because I am going to kill his father…. Aman's life was like a dream. He belonged to the Royal Family of a Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. He had a loving family, supportive friends and riches of the world. All in all, he lived a dream like life. But one day this dream got shattered… On the night of blood moon, when he was stripped off his powers, four humans ruined him. They took what was most precious to him…. But, now he is back to get his revenge on the very people that snatched his world from him. But why does Mei Wang's son always give him a look which is filled with love? And why does his heart suddenly start feeling calm when he is close to Mei Wei? Excerpt: The cold wind was blowing with a swoosh sound. The area was dead silent despite four people being there and a fifth pair of eyes looking at them. Aman's upper human body was glistening with a little sweat, Meanwhile his lower body was turned into a fiery red snake's. The golden pattern on it shining under the moonlight. In this snake tail, he was holding a trembling human. He was trembling with fear of death. Aman brought him closer and looked at him closely. He turned back, his long red hair blowing with the wind, suddenly he laughed out loud but this laugh was not heartily but bone chilling, "I am so happy to see the fear of death in your eyes, SAGE SAETANG!" He laughed again, "I think this look of fear suits all three of you. You know, when I killed your friend Melvin he was even crying and even begging me to spare him. Unfortunately, death is inevitable. Is it not?" Aman asked Sage, as he brought him closer and rubbed his hair with his hand like a child. He was smiling but his eyes were filled with killing intent. The rub resulted in Sage's scalp becoming numb, he furiously nodded, "of course his pathetic twin brother did not fare any better. I did not get the feeling of originality, you know." Aman pouted, showing his dissatisfaction, "wailing and gaping like a fish out of water. He even offered me that he would give all of his properties to me? But what use could I have of that. This look of fear provides me with much satisfaction than any riches in the world." "And now, now the same look is in your eyes. I bet you can see death standing somewhere. But why are you not pleading? At least cry a little," Aman told Sage whose mouth was still sealed. Cold flashes in his eyes and he started tightening the coiling of his tail around Sage's body, "forget it. Do as you please. After all it's your own death. But don't blame me if Mei Wang cries louder and surpasses you when I kill him." He showed a smile that made Sage's stomach flip, "I can't wait anymore to kill-" "AMAN!!" The shout was loud enough but Aman could even feel the emotions hidden in it, shock, betrayal, disbelief and extreme hurt. His whole demeanour fell on the ground, he also changed back into a complete human. Sage also fell on the hard ground with him. Aman looked up and there he was. Standing in front of him was Mei Wei…. **** How would Mei Wei react? And will their relationship survive this? What did those four people do to destroy Aman's life? Why does he want to take revenge? Is it possible for 4 mere humans to ruin a supernatural being? Or someone entirely unexpected is the mastermind behind? Join me to witness Aman's Tale of Revenge and find out all the answers to all of your questions.... Warning:- This story contains mature scenes; explicit violence, death, rape, male pregnancy and torture. If you are not comfortable or you are underage please stay away. **Although in every mature themed chapter there is a warning and a minor friendly summary available. *the cover photo credit goes to @unlomio on twitter. Thanks @ImagineTishaD for helping me.*

“I will not be defined as a ‘wolfless deviant’ I will not be a pawn in the 'games Alphas play' And I refuse to be mated to the stranger who crashed into my life and turned everything upside down… Only that might be my biggest challenge yet.” Those were the words Lyla chanted to herself as she left the annual werewolf gala, drenched in her sweat and her pheromones. Only days ago, she was a happy teenager existing in the human world – trying to get through college and go far away, forget everything she’s been through and start life afresh but now, she’s in the middle of the gala, sprawled on the ground with her desires in everyone’s face and Alpha Ramsey Kincaid – the Lycan leader of the White Moon Throne extending his hands towards her. If she takes it, she would bring dishonour to her family because she is in no state to be mingling with anyone, talk more of the Lycan leader who was out of her league and if she refuses, she risks being sent to the pack prison for not taking better care of herself during her heat - Yes, it was a crime for her to be without a wolf. But when he touches her, something inside her stirs… Desires? Yes! Powers hidden by the moon goddess? Yes! And maybe just maybe, the stirrings of her missing wolf whose voice can calm feral wolves and heal … Can she learn to trust this man whose mouth says a different thing and his hands speak another language or would she become a pawn – a piece of chess in the games ‘Alphas play’? One thing’s for certain- Lyla Woodlands was done being the pack’s little, dirty ‘wolfless deviant’. It’s time this wolfless wonder showed them what she’s made of. #Slow burn #Wispy old prophecies # Love Triangle - ML and FL best friend #Villian in love with FL Join my discord group: https://discord.gg/t2w9NgC4

"Listen, buddy, your cock was the last thing that got inside me, so unless I’m having some kind of miracle baby, yeah, you’re the father. Congrats." — Raelynn had one goal that night—drown her sorrows in cheap whiskey after getting fired from her job. What she didn’t plan on was two surprises: one, a steamy night with a ridiculously good-looking stranger, and two, a $10,000 check for her the next morning. Jackpot, right? Wrong. Nothing could’ve prepared her for the biggest surprise of all—she’s pregnant. And the father? None other than Elion Vaelorian, the country’s richest and most powerful businessman, with a face that could melt ice... and a personality just as cold. What Raelynn doesn’t know is that Elion isn’t just any man. And the baby she’s carrying? Let’s just say it’s far from ordinary, and its existence could shake the foundations of the world she knows.

Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy. But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come. The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner. “What the… what the hell is this?” Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned. Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive. Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, DARK THEMES] “I will tie you to the bedpost and fuck you like a dirty little slut. Our bodies will meet in perfumes and in sweat until you're screaming for mercy from me… your big bad fuckable lord and Alpha." He vowed and my face seared with humiliation. Wasn't it laughable that I was not humiliated because of his words, but because of what the thoughts that lingered at the back of my mind were? I wanted every bit of it. The crazy wild sex, the toxic bond… somehow—the sound of them set my soul on fire. I wanted them all. ____ Phoebe Skywalker is a humble maid in the mansion of the Prestigious Blue Moon’s Alpha. When she is chosen as the Moon's Chosen who is destined to mate with the Alpha, no one expected this taboo as only elites were allowed to become the Luna. Unable to tolerate this humiliation, the arrogant Alpha rejects her. But the Alpha Council intervenes, forcing him to mate with the unlikely chosen one. Phoebe becomes the pack’s Luna but Alpha Kaene would never open his heart to her… or so he thought. When he tries his best to intimidate her, promising her unending nights of merciless lovemaking, Kaene doesn't expect the feisty side of Phoebe that he soon comes to discover. The taboo Luna shocks everyone as she not only shines in conquering enemies but also in stealing the heart of the stoic Alpha Kaene.

Vincent Caine, a washed-up movie director whose career collapsed under the weight of his own unfulfilled ambition, awakens in a void — a pitch-black theater where the only spotlight is fixed on his own sweating, broken face. The laughter of an unseen audience echoes around him, sharp and unnatural, twisting his pain into their entertainment. His memories are gone, save for a single truth: his name. A booming voice — equal parts ringmaster and executioner — congratulates Vincent on his "win." The prize? A new life. Not because of talent or purpose, but a simple roll of the dice. He is to inhabit the body of another heartbroken indie director, recently felled by a heart attack, his corpse held in unnatural suspension. As Vincent's consciousness spirals through the emerald vortex of his forced rebirth, the lines between performance and reality blur. The faceless crowd’s laughter follows him like a haunting score. Memories that are not his begin to surface — the indie director’s unfinished scripts, his fears, his distant relationships. But Vincent’s own past remains a blank canvas, gnawed at by a presence that seems to slither through his mind. What awaits him in this new life is more than just another chance at directing — it's a waking nightmare of fabricated success and lingering failure. Every interaction feels staged, every relationship like a hollow performance. The question isn't just who Vincent will become in this borrowed life — it's what dark hand is pulling the strings behind the curtain, orchestrating this surreal second act. And the ever-present, unnatural laughter? It never stops. Because the show must go on.

“Nooooo!!!” Balah jolted awake, his body trembling as he found himself sprawled on the cold, icy floor. In this vast cosmic world, where Rakshasas rarely break a sweat, Balah—the outcast who could not wield the dark arts of ‘Tantra’—was now anxiously looking down to see if he had wet his pants. For the first time in his life, he noticed the faint Trishul stigma on his head glowing with an otherworldly, celestial force. Determined to rewrite the prophecy etched into his fate, the lone wolf of Rakshasa is about to embark on an epic journey—to claim the powers of the ‘Ashta Siddhis’ as his own.

Sequel to Guide to raise my cutie husbands. Mo Qiang, an architect was chosen by the fairy of nature who brought her to the world of interstellar where she was punished to revive the nature that she has destroyed with her own hands while creating architecture that she thought was paving way for the future. Now, stuck with a nature-reviving system in a world full of poisonous gases and intergalactic stuff where she has to start from the very beginning and plant more forest and crops while creating a liveable world for the humans, Mo Qiang was suffering. But it sounds easy right? No! In her path she has three villainous husbands, all three of them want to kill her such that they will be able to marry her capable sister after kicking her away who was trashy and good for nothing. Mo Qiang has nothing against them, in fact, she is more than willing to divorce them after securing her life and raising her favourability in their hearts such that they will not kill her but —— Why are they coming for her now? Hello, you all wanted to marry her sister right? Excerpt: “ Here you go,” said Mo Qiang as she pushed the divorce agreement looking at her first husband who was gentle but poisonous like a snake. “ I have already signed the document of our divorce, you can take a look —-wait, why are you taking your clothes off?” The mer looked at her and smiled gently as he took off his glasses and said, “ Looks like my wife is not happy with me not giving birth to our child, don’t worry I will work hard tonight.” Mo Qiang: “…..” I do not want you to work hard! Take second! “ Take this and sign it,” said Mo Qiang, this time more fiercely as she looked at her second husband who was reading a script for his film. “ I am sure you want to divorce me right? I have already signed —-woah! What are you putting me on the bed for?” She asked while looking at the gorgeous face. Her second husband stared down at her and with a blank expression and voice as cold as water said, “ I have to practice a love-making scene, help me, dear wife.” Mo Qiang: “……” This movie that you are shooting is based on the Zerg apocalypse, don’t lie to me! With whom are you going to make love with? A Zerg? Take third! “ Huff, huff..this is the divorce agreement, sign it... I know that your company does not allow idols to date so here sign it,” she said to her third husband who was practising his dance moves. The mer who was dressed in a loose silk shirt and sweat dripping down his body took a look at the document that she was handing him and then hugged Mo Qiang. A second later she heard his sniffling voice while he peppered kisses on her neck, “ Wife you do not want me? Is that the new idol who attracted your attention, I knew it! I will take care of him!” “Put down that knife will you!” And why is the third prince of the imperial family who hated her to the bones coming after her with flowers? She already has her hands full! ….

Selina gasped for air, her heart racing as her body involuntarily thrashed in her sleep. Her indigo eyes flicked open wide as she choked back a scream. She looked up into Liam's worried face as he wiped away the beads of sweat forming on her brow with a damp cloth. "Lina, this was the longest one yet. Your whimpering and thrashing woke me about 36 minutes ago, and you were already covered in sweat." Liam told her, his voice heavy with concern as he glanced at the clock. Liam ran his hand through his hair. "Please tell me you remember something this time." He asked, almost pleading. Selina shook her head while sitting to look out the window. Over the forest, the orange-pink hue of the sunrise was starting to appear. Selina breathed deeply as she tried to recall something, anything other than the emotions she experienced during her dreams, but as usual, she was unable to. Some dreams were comforting and made her feel warm. Those dreams involved a blonde-haired man with green eyes. The other dreams, much like the current dream, left her full of despair and fear or left her feeling just plain empty. Usually all she could recall of those dreams was fire or blood. Liam stood up, muscles tense as he raised his arms and ran both hands through his thick black hair again, grabbing a fistful which he let fall back as he spoke, "Maybe she was wrong. Or maybe the prophecies were wrong. Maybe we really are Moonglow and not Lunaria. I don't know." Liam sighed deeply, sitting on the edge of his bed and turned to face her again before continuing, "Lina, your dreams are getting worse, and time is running out. You haven't dreamed of him in months. We don't know anything, not really. We just have mom's fairy tales. It's been ten years, maybe our memories are wrong. I... I just wish we had some guidance, something firm." An image of an attractive man with a square jawline, full red lips, deep green eyes and chin-length shaggy blond hair flashed through Selina's mind. She inhaled deeply before speaking, "He's Valentino. We need to get to Red Lake Pack." ********************************************************************* The Lunaria bloodline has been hunted for generations forcing them to live as lone wolves to conceal their identities and ensure the chance to fulfill the prophecy. According to Selina’s mother, Selina Moonglow is the prophesied one. With the disappearance of her mother when she was young, Selina only knows four things: Her dreams will guide her Never reveal their true last name Follow her instincts Her wolf will stay bound until she accepts her mate. ****************************************************************** Selina stood before him, her fated mate. She had dreamt of his scent and his eyes for months now. A warmth crept over her as the flutter deep within her belly increased, almost to the point of breathlessness. He was seated at his desk, studying something with his shaggy blonde hair covering has face as he looked down. Why isn’t he looking up? The mate bond should be forcing his eyes to me... Selina thought. Confused she called his name, “Valentino..” Before she could finish, his cold, hard voice interrupted her, “It’s Alpha Valentino. Get out. I’m busy. Make an appointment.”

I wake up with the sun beating down on my face, and sweat dripping from my neck down my spine, I turn over to look at my alarm clock and it’s … it’s not there, this isn’t my room… but wait it is . I quickly get up from my bed and rushed out of my room to go check for my best friend who I was living with at the time . “Jerald !!! Jerald !!! What’s going on, did you move my things ?” But my mum answered instead “ who is Jerald??? You woke up late and now you’re trying to bring the whole house down, go shower or you’ll be very late for school, you better hurry or I’m throwing you and your bag out at 7:40 “ my mum said as she walked away to the kitchen. I was shocked, I didn’t understand what was going on, I moved from my mums house two years ago, I’m currently leaving in a Condo in LA with best Friend from high school … this isn’t LA… or maybe I’m still asleep? . I walk to my old bathroom to go wash my face. I turned the tap on and splashed some water on it, then I grabbed the towel next to the door and look at the mirror in front of me … I screamed !!! “Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh” why do I look 14???? I’m 21 …. I felt dizzy, but i could hear my mum yelling from the kitchen “stop shouting and just kill the spider, it can’t kill you” my mum said thinking I saw a bug, how is she sure it’s not poisonous … typical African parent, but wait … what is happening to me ? Did I go back in time ?

A boy walk on path of blood and revenge after he loses his brother in circumstantial crisis. But what is the end of his journey? Revenge or salvation? ***** Story is neither set in old nor in futuristic timeline, which gives possibilities of realism cinematic world. While It seems bloody from the start but I assure you there's sweat and lots of white stuff bursting ahead, If you know what I mean. R18 alert!!!! Adult alert!!!! Nudity alert!!!! Harem alert!!!! I know I said realism but not in this regard, I guess I can't help it. ******

Tanaka Kazeo never asked for this. One moment, he was just another guy from Earth. The next, he wakes up in Konoha—as a four-year-old orphan. Weak. Powerless. Trapped in one of the deadliest worlds ever imagined. No system. No bloodline. No safety net. Just his knowledge, instincts, and an unknown gift buried deep within. Konoha isn’t the paradise the anime made it seem. Shadows lurk beneath its surface. The ghosts of war still whisper through the land. And in the distance, monsters like Orochimaru and the Akatsuki are already making their moves. Kazeo knows one thing—weakness means death. But he refuses to be another forgotten name in history. Through brutal training, forbidden jutsu, and deadly encounters, he will carve a path to the top. A path soaked in blood, sweat, and sheer willpower. The ninja world is merciless. But so is he. *** Just give the First chapter a chance. You won't regret it. *** What to expect: 1. Smart and consistent MC 2. Training and new unique jutsu 3. MC manipulating the plot to his advantage . 4. A lot of original arcs. 5. More exploration of Ninja world Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or it's characters (except the original characters I create). The image used in the cover is Ai made . It's my first fanfic, I'm hoping it turns out good. All reviews and constructive criticisms are welcome. Discord Link https://discord.gg/aKgPVg7d Timing of upload will be 6 p.m.(+5:30 GMT)

Everything written in this novel is fictional. Please do not take it seriously. One day, Su Lin left home to go to the store and because of the hot weather, his entire body was covered in sweat. Only when he arrived at the store did he see a boy and a girl who seemed to be in middle school because they were still wearing their school uniforms from nearby. The two were sitting under the shade of the tree, silently looking at each other, their eyes filled with love, although their bodies were also covered in sweat. Su Lin felt sorry for the two after watching for a while, so he nodded decisively and entered the store without delay. When he came out, he had a 3-liter bottle of water in his hand. He approached the two with a gentle smile, which made them stop looking at each other and look at Su Lin. Under their curious looks, Su Lin opened the water and... He poured all the water over them excitedly. The two, whose bodies were completely wet, screamed and ran away in fear. Su Lin chased the two angrily for a while, cursing loudly. "Wait, you little rascals, damn it! You're dating at such a young age, when I was your age I was still playing with a yo-yo..." "..." After chasing for a while, Su Lin returned with relief and entered the store again. But Su Lin didn't know that this was the day before the strange thing happened that caused him to be transported to another world. To know more, stay tuned for the next episode of the series The Wife and Her Mother-in-Law Ah... I made a mistake, sorry, ahem~ To know more, read the novel.

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

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! 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." discord for this book: https://discord.gg/36r6zZhf

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti

Does this mean the other times weren’t a prank ?  The other times I caught you with other ladies in my house on my bed wasn’t a prank. Courtney screamed at her boyfriend of three years, who she had just caught fucking his boss on their anniversary. She already knew the answer. In a moment of anger, she picked up a lamp, threw it at him and fled the scene. As she fled the scene, the woman’s words kept ringing in her head. " I didn’t seduce you, Jason. She is going to find out sooner or later. So why not tell her the truth, tell her how you told me to file a divorce against my husband because you love me, tell her how you begged me to ride your hard cock, because she wouldn’t. Don’t act all innocent now, Jason". Determined to get the memories out of her head, she walked slowly across the road, hoping for a car to take her life. Unable to kill herself, she stepped into a club, with the hopes of getting drunk, but she ended up having a one-night stand with Alexander, the youngest and richest ceo in the city. After a night of pleasure, she got arrested for assault, but was later released by Alexander, who proposed a contract for her to be his personal sex toy, but she declined. *** Five years later, her son needed urgent heart surgery which she couldn’t afford. She tried all means but no one seemed to work. She had no other option but to turn to Alexander, the father of her son, who she didn't know was now married. He was going to save the boy who he wasn't too sure was his son, only if she agreed to disappear from their lives. Will Alexander succeed in taking her child away from her without a fight, or will her son succeed in bringing them together? Find out how this story unfolds. Ps: I love you all.

In the world of Drasia, where diverse lands and cultures intertwine, the focus of attention shifted dramatically to the Olympus civil war, a conflict that threatened to reshape the balance of power across the realm. Amidst this turmoil stood the city-state of Draconia, a formidable and influential entity known for both its prowess in trade and its swift, decisive actions against any who dared to oppose it. At the heart of this turbulent landscape emerged the enigmatic figure of Alex, known as the God of Balance. With his keen strategic mind and unparalleled leadership, Alex led his armies not only in battle but also in the advancement of civilization itself. He provided them with the tools of war and the means to propel their societies forward. Yet, beneath his outward facade of strength and determination, Alex harbored a deeper understanding of the delicate equilibrium that governed the world. As the Olympus civil war raged on, Alex saw the need for intervention to restore balance. He marshaled his forces and intervened, aiming to bring about a swift conclusion to the conflict. However, as peace seemed within grasp, Alex witnessed a subtle shift, a realization that perhaps war itself was necessary to maintain the fragile equilibrium of the world. Join Alex on his journey as he navigates the intricate web of alliances and rivalries, leading the unofficially most potent nation in the world – the Empire of Draconia. Built upon the foundations of blood, sweat, and tears, Draconia embodies the vision and determination of its founder, Alex Luker Draco. As he grapples with the complexities of morality and power, Alex endeavors to ensure that his actions reflect the principles he espouses, shaping the destiny of nations and leaving an indelible mark on the tapestry of history. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ This is my first ever written novel came from my imagination that started in highschool although im not a skilled novel writer this is my first and many other stories i wish to release Release dates: only on fridays other days depending on the reason or context also i have to say sorry for the few dozen chapters since my editors were d*cks that they didnt properly format it.

'"Kill Her" she shouted 'Yes..!!!Well played!' Shui Yi's eyes widened and her skin turned pale, fright was written all over her face. She ran out slamming the door. Uncovering the truth to her eight years of suffering Shui Yi has gone insane. Reminded of her trauma she ran fast, her pace increased she ran and ran... to the near park until she was out of breath. Luckily the park is abandoned so there wasn't anyone else besides Shui Yi. "The cause of the traumatic experience is one's selfish desire... no...obsession !!" Shui Yi sat at a corner on a bench catching up her breath trembling. She was sweating all over. She wouldn't stop shivering. The truth of that incident; her family tried to kill her? Why?!! , back then eight years ago that incident changed her life, the truth is more harsh and fierce.

CAUTION: TABOO Previous Title: Crippled Hier Wake up with a MILF system 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 | Outdoors | Humiliation | Nymph | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action| Handsome MC | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Taboo|

Diary of a migrant family and their struggle to adapt to a new culture. Sweat and tears compiled in a diary and their sharing to support others facing the same challenges. Hoping you find a solution in these stories.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

With the constant dark clouds and strange things happening, fear began to spread faster than he thought. “ your majesty…. What do we do? We have prayed to our gods and deities?” The ministers of the court room said in unison. The land was getting affected by the sudden change of weather and people staying by the ocean reported how wild the water was getting, fishermen did not return to their homes nor did their boats and those who were able to return from the forest, came with nothing. The land was going hungry and panic rises even more, the king wiped off the sweat that was forming on his forehead as he nervously looked at his pregnant wife and she back at him with more fear and she unconsciously rubbed her belly. He wanted her to stay back and rest but she was helpless and followed him to the court hearing, “ what is the state of the people?” The king asked the commander in all black and he bowed his head. “ My king, the seas are wild and the defense has been destroyed, the people near the ocean is now moving from their homes because there’s nothing left, we await your orders” the commander said with a bow. The king paced back and forth, something was wrong, they had prayed to the god of the seas yet the deity did not respond. “ open the gates!” He ordered and the commander followed up with his soldiers, What he did not expect was to see the whole people running to the palace. His frown turning into shock and replaced with fear as his eyes widened when he saw the ocean chasing the people with a strange creature emerging from it. The screams, the fear, the ocean and the roar filled with anger carrying strong waves with thunder and lightning, swallowing the whole land……. What is it going to be * matured contents, no rape* Like it download and add to your library and await for awesome chapters

When you have felt the warmth of a mothers protective embrace. Along with living in a safe haven carved by your father's blood, sweat, and tears. Having those safe feelings torn away from you can cause one's will to crumble. The world starts to look more cruel, people start appear more scary, and chasing the mindless flicker of light becomes impossible. Once a safe feeling is ripped away only darkness is left. What would you do if you were presented with the same love and care in a world ridden with war. Where life is but a mere string that could break at any moment; where danger lurks in the places you least expect it to. What would you do to keep your loved ones safe and happy? Would you lay low and keep yourself hidden from the world and count your limited days—even though people would call you a coward and selfish? Or would you confront the dangers and be their protective shield—even though doing so would endanger your own life—and people would call you reckless? To be honest, there is no definite answer to these questions. Sometimes, you just have to go with the flow and shut down your brain to listen to your heart. In this world where war is everywhere, and peace is nothing but a fleeting dream. ––– Let's build a world with our imagination where our dreams can be realised! Let's build a world where reality is fiction and fiction is reality! ––– I don't own the cover pic, if you do, feel free to tell me, I'll remove it immediately. ––– All editing credits: Me and My friend Fox

Kaito Amagiri, once a celebrated hero, has been exiled to a cursed forest for the safety of those around him. His overwhelming power made it impossible for him to live in human society without causing chaos—something Kaito himself barely notices. Now, in his secluded forest home, he hopes for nothing more than a slow, peaceful life away from the demands of his former life. But peace is elusive when you’re a hero with too much power. As Kaito tends to his humble garden and enjoys the quiet days, his accidental encounters with the forest's creatures begin to change everything. With a flick of his hand, he defeats monsters without breaking a sweat. Without realizing it, he starts to gain the loyalty of the very creatures he’s unintentionally tamed. What starts as a single house in a cursed forest slowly grows into a thriving village, then a city—and eventually, an empire. Kaito wants nothing to do with power or responsibility, but the forest has other plans. With his calm demeanor and complete lack of ambition, Kaito becomes the ruler of a kingdom he never asked for—one that might just be his unintentional legacy. Will Kaito ever get the peaceful retirement he dreamed of, or will the empire he built, completely by accident, drag him back into a life of responsibility he never wanted?

Calder Monroe Llyr Kaimana couldn't stop his hands from sweating. He wasn't even sure how he was even holding everything together. He didn't even know how he found the courage to speak up but he did and he did it during his older brother's coronation celebration. Taki Hamako woke up in the Kingdom of Mariella and to his horror in someone else's body. Worse, he heard some names that sounded way too familiar. The name of the body he was in, the body's older brother crown prince Esai Asher Blake Kaimana, Britille Freyer and Syria Trent. "It can't be! It's all the same!" He thought as he watched from the sidelines. They were the names of the last novel his company's star author wrote! Taki couldn't believe his eyes or ears but everything was the same and he couldn't let them die. "Why did her boyfriend break up with her?! Then this novel's ending wouldn't be a blood bath!" Taki now Calder cried inside his heart. "Oh no it's happening!" He cried again. The Baron Freyer is bringing up his daughter alongside Count Trent while Chancellor Graham is leading them. Calder needed to stop the event from happening. "My King!" Chancellor Graham started but Calder interrupts. "My dear King I want these women as my bride candidates!" Now he's done it. "Sure!" His brother proclaims. Calder pales, he didn't think before he acted, worse THE KING KNEW HE WAS BAD WITH WOMEN! Past or present he sucked. That's why Taki's parents arranged his marriage! What's he to do now? He wanted to save everyone but will he save both Villainess and Heroine? Choose a sex fiend or dominatrix? He just wanted to bang his newly wedded wife back in his own world and live a normal, happy life! What the hell happened?!

[Warning: strong mature content] Jasmine Everly was humiliated and thrown out of the house after being served with divorce papers by her husband, Sabastian Donovan, the only person she had ever loved, all due to a heartbreaking misunderstanding. She was so dependent on Sabastian that she had no one else and nowhere else to turn. Hurt and broken, she contemplated the end, but fate intervened when she discovered her pregnancy after enduring multiple miscarriages. This gave her the reason and determination to live. She worked hard to stand on her own just to give her daughter everything. After 6 years, she meets her ex-husband again as an investor in the design studio she works for, and he demands that she work with him for a month. What happens in a month? Why does he want her now? Will he find out that he has a daughter? Will they finally solve their misunderstanding and get back together? Or does he still love her? Will they have a happy ending? --------- He let my hands go and moved back a little, asking, "So she is not my daughter?" His voice was so calm, mirroring his eyes. It.... It's scary. Why did he suddenly turn so clam...? "No." I stood my ground, even though my heart was shouting to tell him the truth. All of a sudden, he grabbed my throat and slammed me against the wall, making my eyes widen. The unknown sensation spread across my skin like a wildfire. "So what if she is not my daughter? You still belong to me! But not in the fucking way I promised, but in the way you deserve!" His dark harsh voice vibrated on the edge of the earshell and sent a shiver down my spine, breaking out the cold sweat. "Wha...what....?!" My words were swallowed by his kiss, harsh unforgiving and hungry kiss. My body froze against his huge one as he pushed me against the wall with his, making me a sandwich between him and the wall. My eyes rolled back, and my mind stopped working as all I could feel was him, his body, and his lips. "You are always mine! Remember this, Jas!".

Zavian Callister once had a home filled with warmth—his mother’s cooking, his brother’s laughter, and a future he believed in. But that life shattered long ago. Now, he lives in a house that reeks of alcohol, trapped with a father lost to his own demons. To protect himself, he blends in with the wrong crowd, pretending to be someone he’s not. Then, there’s Sia Raventhorn. The girl who unknowingly held his heart before he even understood love. The girl who, without realizing it, became his reason to fight. But love isn’t simple. Not for a boy like him. Determined to change his fate, Zavian chooses a path that will make or break him—a path that demands blood, sweat, and sacrifice. What he doesn’t realize is that destiny is already weaving a story far beyond his control. Because Sia has a past of her own. A past that connects to his in ways neither of them ever saw coming. And when the truth is finally revealed, Zavian will have to face the one thing he has feared the most. Not war. Not loss. But her hatred. Because sometimes, the greatest battles aren’t fought on the battlefield—but in the heart. ---