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Due to the abnormal arrangement of her sixth chromosome, she became a legend in genetic medicine. This is because her vision and hearing are 21 times greater than those of a normal human, while her running, jumping, and arm strength are 33 times stronger, and her regenerative and self-healing abilities are as high as 84 times those of a normal person. However, her father hated her, and people around her disliked her, regarding her as a monster. However, he was the only one who would like to be friends with her. He is the sickly yet most drop-dead gorgeous man in the entire imperial capital. Three steps will make him pant as if he'd just finished a full marathon, and taking five steps was enough to make him cough like a chain-smoker. It is said that one would easily forget the beautiful people of the world upon laying eyes on him. She said, "This pretty boy belongs to me."

"My pants are already off. Stopping now would be a bit redundant, don't you think?" Everyone knew the cool, aristocratic Chairman Li was sick, but only Rong Yan knew the man was problematic and sick in the head. That day, she was accosted at the bedroom entrance. Long arms held her against her will as the man leaned into her ear and whispered, "Marry me." Rong Yan struggled to no avail. Frustrated, she said, "I have a boyfriend of five years." "You mean my son is your boyfriend?" For her baby boy, she was willing to secretly marry this billionaire chairman. From then on, he held the knife for her kills, and poured the gasoline as she set fires. Everyone knew the chairman was possessive and paranoid—and Rong Yan was his bottom line. The five-year-old Li Duidui was at a loss. When Daddy and Mommy fought, was he supposed to help clear up the misunderstanding or close the door on them...

There was a classic saying that prevailed in the era of thermal weapons. "All fear comes from insufficient firepower." Don't believe? Looking at the muzzle of a cannon bigger than your head, and say it again? ... Starting off by being kidnapped, in order to survive, Gao Guang was forced to become a member of a private military contractor. And thus, an unexpected legend began to unfold... Stallone from [First Blood]? Jason Statham from [The Expendables]? Keanu Reeves from [John Wick], the one who's best at using all kinds of firearms? Come on, all of these are nothing compared to Gao Guang!！ --- Finally, until one day, in the field of private military forces, he completely made the term "Gao Guang moment" became a professional term! Countless criminals, mercenaries, murderers, and private armed organizations would pee their pants at the mention of the name Gao Guang! "Hello, my name is Gao Guang." "I am dedicated to providing war-related peripheral services, including but not limited to force, arms, intelligence, and technical support." "As the conscience of the industry, our quality is trustworthy. Please don't hesitate, don't pinch your goddamn wallet, and make an appointment with my beautiful secretary as soon as possible. Warm reminder, we only accept cash." "Gao Guang, Your best choice!"

She is a legend in the world of mercenaries. She is a myth in the realm of snipers. The queen of mercenaries in her previous life, betrayed by a trusted friend in a crisis, she lost her life. Reincarnated in her present life, she became a newbie lost in the bottom rung, only to rise to glory again! Assigned as a procurement officer? With a heavy burden on her shoulders, she can still take out the elites in a flash! Doubting her shooting skills? With one shot, she can make you pee in your pants! Trapped by love? She can reject her fiance without a second thought! In a life steeped in iron and blood, she forged her legend. But- Why did that overbearing, handsome, friendless captain suddenly announce to her, "I will control your life and I will protect you!” And so, on the road to legendary glory, she even managed to find some time for a romance. # In this world, some are displaced and some are homeless, but she was moved by this country and found a sense of belonging. Therefore, she was willing to protect this country, just like she had once protected her own life. [Hot Blooded Chapter] There's a legend that in Eastlandia there is a mysterious team- In the desert, the jungle, the maritime territories, the sky, they excel in triphibious combat. People see them as ghosts, capable of anything. * A drill, a surprise attack, a massacre. The sneak attack did not last more than two minutes. Flossie Wright leaned against a doorway, her expression calm, “Playing so ruthlessly, aren’t you afraid of causing resentment?” Inside the room, Hutchinson, after extracting the information he wanted, blew the head off of the last living witness with one shot. Upon hearing this, his eyebrows lifted, his voice careless yet particularly arrogant, “Those who should resent, already do. What do a couple more count for?” “......”

She was the genius daughter of an Ancient Martial Family, shining brightly, and known as one of the fearsome "Dark Twins". Due to her sister's betrayal, she and her partner both perished. She was Ajiu of Qifeng City, the so-called waste that everyone laughed at. Although she was a daughter of a cultivating family, she had no Phantom Power Source and couldn't cultivate Phantom Power. She was banished to a remote small town and eventually beaten to death by her cousin in a dilapidated courtyard. When the genius daughter, who gained the treasure of cultivation in the Endless Void, transmigrated into the body of the waste daughter, the gears of fate began to turn again. The waste would set foot on the path of cultivation! Contracting Divine Beasts, practicing Alchemy, refining artifacts, carrying on the legacy of ancient Divine Artifacts, seeking her kin, exterminating evil spirits, let's see how she stirs the heavens and earth! He was the most noble man between heaven and earth, of supreme status, with a bewitching appearance. Due to a game started out of boredom, he encountered her, and from then on, through heaven and earth, he would never leave her side! Snippet One: Dugu Qianye sat in the way she used to practice in her previous life, beginning to examine her current body. The blocked meridians, the weak energy channels, this body was truly terrible. As she continued downward, she arrived at the Dantian, "Eh? What is this?" What should have been an empty Dantian was floating with a... uh, an egg? "Why is it an egg? Could my body have turned into a hen? Does it have to be this fantastical!" "I am not an egg, you're the egg! Your whole family are eggs!" Just as Dugu Qianye was conflicted between the egg and the hen, a childish voice arose in her mind. "Eh? The egg can talk?" Dugu Qianye was astonished. "Damn it, I've already told you, I am not an egg!" the egg fumed. Snippet Two: Watching Dan Jingtian eating and exhaling from being burned at the same time, Dugu Qianye suddenly felt like teasing him. After thinking, she said, "I am a child from the mud pill family on Dot Street in Wuyou Town, next to Zixu City." Dan Jingtian rubbed the back of his head and said, "Zixu City, Wuyou Town, why haven't I heard of any of them? Also, what’s a mud pill?" "Stupid!" Mo Ziqing tapped Dan Jingtian's head, "Remove the city and town and read it again." "Zixu, Wuyou, Dot, Mud Pill, ugh, it's all nonsense to trick you! No way, brother, are you playing me?" Snippet Three: "Hey, that woman punched a hole in the sky." Ci Hun appeared in front of Zi Xiao and said wickedly. "Oh?" Zi Xiao looked up at him indifferently and said, "Just a hole in the sky. Go, find someone to fix that hole." "That woman also ripped a hole in that man’s pants, right on the butt." Ci Hun continued. "What?" The man, who had been casual just a moment ago, jumped to his feet, his bewitching face filled with rage, "A hole in the butt? Dare to show his butt in front of my woman, come, let's go chop his butt off!" Ci Hun was speechless, saying, "That was done by the woman." "Still, chop it off! Can't even protect his own butt, might as well chop it off." Snippet Four: Dugu Qianye looked at the person tied up like a rice dumpling in front of her, stroked her chin, and said, "I've decided, I'm going to rob. Hand over everything valuable you have on you!" "I don't have any money," Mang Qianjun said indignantly, looking at Dugu Qianye. "What? No money? Then what's the point of keeping you around! Xiaohuo, light a fire," Dugu Qianye said somberly. "Wait, wait, I haven't finished yet," Mang Qianjun shouted, "I don't have money, but I have the entire Endless Hell. You can rob it!"

“Your mission is to retrieve an artifact that was lost a long time ago. But that artifact wasn’t here in our realm. You have to find it on Earth. Someone had stolen the item ages ago and escaped. It was time to search for it again and try to have it back. It is destructive for Earth. We know their world was much more fragile than ours. And I chose you for this mission, General Rizika, for I believe in you. The kingdom as well. Will you accept the mission?” The king announced. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact.] [System: Please confirm.] “System, confirm.” She announced with a hard tone. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact confirmed. The tasks would start upon reaching Earth.] When she crossed the portal. [System: Hello, Rizika. Welcome to Earth.] [System: Checking your body...] ‘Wait, your voice changed.’ The male robotic voice that her system had in Albria had turned into a girly voice with a high-pitched tone. It wasn’t robotic at all. It seemed like there was a teenager in her head. [System: Loading resources...] [System: Opening...] [Glamour: Cool, Chic, Vibrant, Natural, Hot, Sunny. Select which one.] Each one was showing an image of her face with the makeup. [Footwear: Flipflops] [Jewelries: Star-studded earrings, bangle bracelet, diamond pendant necklace] [Other accessories: None] [Gold chest: None] [System: This is a Goddess system. Start with the mission to earn and visit beauty shops.] “A Goddess system? What the hell?! This is a fucking scandal!” She wasn’t done rampaging yet. “An—” She was panting in furiousness. “An insult! A debauchery to my career!” She went to a nearby tree and punched the sturdy bark. She had never even touched any makeup in her life. She was solely focused on training, fighting, and drinking beer with the knights. She’s a respectable general in her kingdom. Never in her life did she even wear a girl’s clothes outside of her standard military dress robe uniform. Sure, she had suitors, for despite how manly her actions and status are, her natural beauty was remarkable in the entire kingdom. She did not even pay attention to it. “System, do you know what’s the freaking mission?” It was a sarcastic question. “It’s to ret—” [System Mission: Tame the Mafia Boss] "What the actual fuck?" ------------- AN: Be warned for cursing, vulgarity, and sexiness. This is also the first time I write about systems. But it would focus in romance. > Please do check out my other stories. Thank you. THE RUNAWAY HUNTRESS - Huntress/Killer FL and King/CEO/Founder ML Love in Hate in Love - Artist/Musician FL and CEO ML

"You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

[Warning: This book contains Strong Language and Mature Content] On her eighteenth birthday, Ravenna felt the weight of exile as she was outlawed from her home because she could not shift to a werewolf, a mark of shame in their world that revered power. Away from all the ridicules and hate, she had at least a more peaceful life, until a beautiful storm knocked at her door. Deceived by its enchanting waves, Ravenna welcomed it with open arms until she was swept away into the deepest depth of the ocean of love. Being a daughter of an alpha, that was not supposed to happen even if she was not living in the pack anymore. Falling in love with the king of darkness. Alaric! He is the epitome of danger. But then, she turned his life upside down. From a heartless man to an obsessive lover. All he wished was to keep her with him. Even if it meant chaining her to himself. Whether what he felt was infatuation, desire or... he just would never ever let her go. Let no man or beast separate him from what he had claimed and marked; else they would face his unceasing wrath. **************** "Am of no use to you, why do you still insist on keeping me?" She just wanted to hear him say it. That he loved her as much as she did. She was becoming more desperate as days went by, maybe more than desperate to the extent of destroying herself in this love. Alaric paused and kept his laptop aside. He held her hand and brought her in front of him before pulling her to his lap. Silently, he sniffed her neck and licked it, then replied, "Because I want to." He continued his actions, and his hands were already moving under her dress caressing her thighs. Ravenna took a deep breath trying to stop herself from diving into pleasure as always. "Will you ever say it?" Her voice came out as a low yearning plead and with his advanced hearing ability, Alaric did not miss a word. "Say what?" His hand reached her pant ready to tear it apart. "That you love me." Her words made him pause abruptly before looking at her. As usual, his eyes were blank with no hint of emotions making Ravenna feel like she was just fooling herself. For how long could she endure this? "Do I?" He asked not tearing his gaze away from her eyes that were already tearing up.

【Favorite Read! Double strength, double chastity 1V1, delightfully sour, no abuse, jump into the pit welcome!】 Ling Xi, an orphan left behind in her previous life, was picked up and trained to become a top-tier special agent, braving through storms of bullets, living solely for the organization; until she was ultimately betrayed and killed by a so-called good sister. Reborn into another life under the care of fate, doted on by grandparents, cherished by parents, protected by her older brother, she wanted nothing more than to live a peaceful life for herself and her beloved family, to be the apple of their eye, but things didn't go as she wished. She was reborn into a powerful and prestigious family, where many things were outside her control; for the sake of her beloved family, to protect her brother's desire for freedom, she chose to ignore the reluctance and pity in their eyes and resolutely embarked on a perilous journey. From then on, a domineering star began to rise! … At home, she was the treasured daughter of heaven, held in the palms of her relatives; yet in a certain company, she was the pride of all her colleagues. It was said that recently, some newbie was too arrogant, causing the old employees to be unable to stand it and come forward to provoke; no worries, though, toys! It was just right for a bit of practice, nothing but fun! After getting trounced, they wanted to try other tactics; okay, then make your choice! Steamed, boiled, fried, grilled, whatever you like, rest assured, I'll definitely leave you with enough breath to pant! Everyone: Don't worry, we're actually all nice people! In the newbie group, there was such a legend! Legend has it there was a cold-faced female manager, nimble and fearless, who dared to beat up even the president; To hell with legends, all that stuff is a load of crap, puffed-up tales! Hand over the evidence if you have any. Ling Xi glared furiously at the magnified handsome face in front of her, smiling as cunningly as a sly old fox, grinding her teeth. Legend... Legend... Who the hell started spreading that nonsense... A certain man, watching the woman he had cornered grinding her teeth, laughed merrily. This time, let's see who dares to covet the woman he had set his sights on! The male lead is initially aloof, later scheming, simply put, a repressed charmer! The female lead is initially aloof, later still aloof, and still "aloof"! 【Incapable introduction, please see the main text for more! Jump into the pit welcome!】

Yun Yuwan carelessly lost Wen Yangzhi's letter, but the foreign butler assured her with certainty, "That was a love letter." She had been secretly in love with Wen Yangzhi for many years, and upon learning it was a love letter, she returned home overnight. Clutching the hope that he also liked her, she began to respond. At the dinner table, he said, "Come sit here" She ended up sitting on his lap, dressed in suit pants. When he renovated his newly bought villa, she playfully said she didn't like the crystal chandeliers. Some time later, his assistant told her: The letter Wen Yangzhi had sent was not a love letter at all, but a nine-figure check, intended as a birthday gift. The assistant laughed distantly, "Director Wen can't even be bothered to buy gifts, how could you think he liked you, Miss Yun?" — Long afterward, when Yun Yuwan brought up the incident with shame, Wen Yangzhi didn't reply, he just sparked his lighter, a tiny flame dancing on his handsome face, appearing indifferent and aloof. He never said it wasn't a love letter, Not all love letters contain sweet nothings, At least Wen Yangzhi's didn't. He wouldn't do something so cheap and insincere. Knowing that the men who approached her were after her money. He simply wanted to tell her. Her bit of money, he didn't care for it. — A nine-figure check expires in ten days, I've waited for you for ten years, undying affection still clouds my senses. — Self-loving, beautiful heroine x man whose bark is harder than his bite Independent brand florist x pioneering banker Theme: Adults don't deal in pretense

When her father passed away, her mother married into a large family. She thought it'll be a new beginning of her life, but it only brought her an substitute marriage to a disabled husband her step-sister didn't want. On the second day of their marriage, the noble and aloof man said indifferently, "Divorce or live as a widow, choose one." She pulled off his suit pants and touched his firm and sexy thigh, "I choose the third option!" Latter, she used her medical skills to healing and saving people, including her disabled husband, who turned out to be a hidden billionaire! Nobles and celebrities sought medical advice, flocking to her like ducks. Those who humiliated her regretted it deeply, begging for mercy on their knees. The billionaire smiled proudly, "My wife is a treasure, only her husband knows it!" She rubbed her waist and gritted her teeth, "Didn't you say that you wanted a divorce and warned me to stay away from you?"

Question: "When one summer day, you find a cucumber inexplicably appearing on the vagin of a beautiful woman in the living room, how should you save her?" ”A. Pull it out“ ”B. Suck it out“ ”C.**********“ Years later, when Li remembered this scene again, he hated himself for not choosing C... --------- "Yikes, what's pressing against me?" Meng Lin instinctively exclaimed, immediately looked down, and upon seeing the alarming outline, she exclaimed in surprise, "Qianfan, why did you put your white cane inside your pants? Are you afraid someone will steal it? Let sister-in-law help you take it out!" With that said, Meng Lin reached out her hand… ------ "Sister-in-law, were you masturbating yourself?" Li Qianfan pretended to be shocked. "A cucumber has fallen inside my vagin, can you help me get it out?" No wonder his sister-in-law looked so thirsty; it was because she was often unsatisfied. "Sister-in-law, don't cry, I'll help you get it out right now!" After offering comfort, Li Qianfan placed his palm on Meng Lin's thigh and began moving slowly towards the place where the cucumber was submerged……

"But sir," she protested weakly, her voice laced with lust, "I thought... I thought that was my punishment." Mr. Kapoor chuckled darkly, his hand coming down in a swift slap that made her yelp. "Shut up," he barked, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "You're going to get more than you bargained for." His hand traced the reddened marks on her skin, his fingers lingering on the most sensitive areas. Shreya felt a shiver of anticipation as she bent over the desk again, her legs spread wide. She could feel the cool air against her wet pussy, her thong now soaked with his juices. Mr. Kapoor stepped closer, his hand moving to the small of her back, pushing her down even further. "You liked that?" he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "Yes, sir," she replied, her voice a breathless pant. She couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, but she couldn't deny the truth of them. Every part of her was on fire, desperate for more of his touch. Mr. Kapoor's hand slid down her back, his fingers toying with the waistband of her skirt. "You've been a very naughty girl, Shreya," he murmured, his voice a dark caress. "I think it's time for a more... creative punishment." Shreya's heart skipped a beat as she felt something cold and hard press against her pussy. She glanced over her shoulder to see Mr. Kapoor holding a highlighter, the neon pink color glinting in the light. "What are you doing, sir?" she asked, her voice a tremble. "Punishing you," he replied, his voice a low, dark promise. "And I want to hear you beg for it." He pushed the highlighter inside her, the plastic sliding easily through her wetness. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock and pleasure. It was an unusual sensation, something she had never experienced before. Mr. Kapoor began to move the highlighter in and out of her, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. "Tell me, slut," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "Does it feel good to have my highlighter in your cunt?" Shreya whimpered, unable to form coherent words. She had never felt anything like this before, the taboo nature of the act only heightening her arousal. "Y-yes, sir," she managed to stutter, her voice shaky. "It feels... it feels amazing." Mr. Kapoor chuckled, his hand moving the highlighter faster. "You're going to love what comes next"

~Updates Daily~ (usually near 8PM ET / 1AM GMT) Other Tags: #GL #Slice of Life #Comedy #TheStrongActingWeak #ChildhoodSweethearts (It counts!) Single love interest Yuri! No lengthy misunderstandings over this fact~ --- After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb. Her memories intact despite her spirit being a merest fraction of her height - and her trusted Astralism unchanged - she carefully starts over from an infant. How to navigate her family: [really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!] How to portray herself: [everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls!] How 'quickly' to reveal the power she gathers: [this region is a 'backwater', let's just take it slow~] How her marriage was arranged before birth: [my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cance- oh?] Dealing with an 'amusing' deceit: ['he' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!] Confronting the 'boy' in private: [whatever their iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~] Even in a new life, | Elua er Goltbred | can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God. Balancing the two in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided would be hers - centers as much around helping | Qatrand er Yecine | find herself... as it is hoping to ease the fiance into how messed up the 'younger' girl honestly is. It's a good thing that the reborn cultivator can improvise with her ridiculous control of an Illusion Astralism - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius. Like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone... | Qat | (the nickname picked almost instantly!) despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting. ... she really shouldn't have let on. It made her | El | kind of vain. Oh, and muscles. | Elua | : I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies... - - - > Types of Cultivation // Spiritual (Soul), Physical (Body), Essence (Qi) > Aspect Trinity // Astralism, Physique, Element 'Ranks' Initial - Early, Mid, Late Lower Realms // Enchanter, Primalist, Breacher Upper Realms // Defier, Demi-god, Divinity - Echelons (First -> Seventh[Peak]) - - - Cover Art: AI Text Prompt Generation + title (etc.) added with an image editor. I also tend to do other 'fixes' in post! Potential trigger warnings: > A FL that may seem (to some) like they are being groomed due to 'true age' difference. > A MC that gets a little 'thirsty' a little 'young' but tries to 'keep her own pants on' until the proper age. > A toxic family environment willing to force an unloved child into the role of a crossdresser. A child that grew more than okay with it. > 'Pretty Good Dad' intentionally 'picked on' by his 'sweet daughter' for being a relatively 'minor obstacle'. Seriously, you were warned, average fathers with teenagers. Do not engage your trauma.

Author-san here! Well, I know you're all here for some adventure, so don't worry. I've got you covered! (^0^)  This is my original work, and I know you all will like it. So shamelessly lean back into your seats and read away!  Of course, don't forget to check out my other books: •I'm The King Of Technology. •Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? •And finally: 'In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park.' You can also visit my website for more books: https://LumydeeNovels.Gumroad.com/ Well, that's enough of that. So back to the synopsis! ...... What to do? Ji Feng suddenly found himself in the body of a youngster named Wolfram Lockhart, the son of the deceased village head. Okay. So he transmigrated. That, he could live it.  But please... Can anyone tell him why he transmigrated with such a crazy system by his side? [Host, it looks like your uncle is heading your way. Hahahhahaha~... Host, you're about to get butchered. This is fun to watch!] '_' [Host, host, where are you going? So what if you're as weak as a chicken? Come on, dive into the battle. What's the worst that can happen?] '_' [Wait! Host, where are you doing? The battlefield is that way! Host! Host! Host!.. Dammit! What a waste of heavenly popcorn!] (:T^T:) .... One boy, one unbelievable system.  Ji Feng... No!... Wolfram Lockhart... now found himself in the strange world of Grandia, starting from the weakest level ever... A mortal! In this world of palladium, Sky ranking abilities, and Creatures of myths and legends, Wolfram only had one domain from it all.  With his head to the heavens and his little man out of his pants, he was quick to spray his fluid while raining uncountable curses at them.  Why? Why in God's name did they send him a Suicidal system?

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

“What are you doing?” I gasp as he shoves me down to my knees. “Shh—” He places a finger on my lips as he begins to unzip his trousers, letting out his hard c*ck. “Have you ever sucked a d*ck, pretty boy?” His lips pull up in a devilish smile.  I want to push him away and tell him to f*ck off. I don't. Instead, I shake my head and his smile widens and he begins to unzip his pants. “Good. You're going to open up those lips of yours, so I can f*ck your mouth.” Holy. Shit. I'm hard. ……. I had just one job and that was to shoot him. To kill him. I underestimated the power of NIKOLAI ROSTOV. I don't like men, I swear. Or do I? Meeting Nikolai Rostov changed everything, a psychopath who cares only about himself and uses people as pawns. He used me, brought out those desires in me, desires that I hated. I hated him but at the same time, I wanted him to use me over and over again. …. All Adrian wants is to get revenge on the family who he thinks is responsible for his mother’s death. What he never expected was falling for the ruthless Bratva Lord. What happens when secrets unfold and trust is tested? This book contains graphic violence, mature themes, strong language, mental health struggles, sexual kink, Explicit content, forced proximity. dark themes.

"What do you want? " "You "I'm not something you can have." "I know but I still want you." "Why?" The question came almost immediately. There was a smile on his lips that sent jolts into Ava's heart. "There is no reason at all except that... you are mine." His smile turned even wider when he saw her subtle reaction. ----- "You.. are mine." "Wha.. who.. are you? " His grey eye stare at the dainty figure writhing under him. Her deep forest green eyes were clouded with lust and confusion and her chubby cheeks were tinged red. Her red lips were parted as her breath came out in laboured pants. "Relax little rose," His sexy chuckle echoed next to her ears. "you'll see me... soon." Then Ava woke up. Her green eyes narrowed on his smiling face that was oddly familiar with the mysterious guy from her sweet nightmare. ---- Ava Rose Lee is a mysterious figure to the world. They only hear about her but no one has ever seen her or what she looks like. After Ava 'left' the academy where she grew up trained to be a merciless and ruthless assassin, she decided to lay low and enjoy the rest of her days just lazing around. She made her secretary Rue Yang in charge of managing the whole conglomerate that she singlehandedly made, with help from Ava's grandfather, Lothaire Lee, an influencial and wealthy business man with an empire of his own. Her peaceful and lazy life was disrupted when Gavriel Luxston, another mysterious personna came in to her life with a marriage contract. His presence, his aura, his attitude, about him attracted her, eliciting an unknown emotion deep within her. His presence threatened her life as well as those around her. Despite Ava's resistance, Gavriel did not give up. ---- "Even if you hide in the deepest part of the darkness, I'd find you even if it means entering into the black hole. Where ever you go, I. would. find. you." ---- Will Gavriel be able to convince Ava that his love for her was real. Join Ava Rose and Gavriel Luxston in their journey of revenge, love, lust and betrayal. Please support me as this is my first novel. Your votes, comments and reviews will be helpful.

Mize was ready for anything when he got dropped into a brand-new world—anything except *this*. Instead of a system that grants him epic powers or insane combat skills, he gets one that demands he turn into a goddess. Yeah, you heard that right—a *goddess*. The system’s got quests, points, and upgrades, but there's a catch: the better he cross-dresses, the more beautiful he becomes. But what's the point of being beautiful!??? "Well... the host can seduce a powerful child of destiny to protect the host" "Oh..." "... " "that makes sense?" So now, Mize is stuck leveling up his looks, completing absurd quests, and attracting strong protectors who have no idea about his true identity. What could go wrong? In a world full of chaos and danger, Mize's beauty might just be his deadliest weapon. All he has to do is master the art of deception and keep up the goddess act... easy, right? "W-wait... why are you taking off your pants?!" feel free to support me on patreon for more content: "patreon.com/PathOfTheLord727" https://www.royalroad.com/profile/675103/fictions

Author: Lone Raut Synopsis (Narrated by Deadpool’s Chaotic Cousin Who Forgot to Take Their Meds): Alright, gather ‘round, folks! Let me spin you a tale so dark it’ll make your therapist retire. Picture this: Yours truly was just another fancy-pants “man of culture” on a serial killer’s hit list—because apparently, collecting rare books and quoting Nietzsche makes you a target. Who knew? (Spoiler alert: I died. Surprise!) But death? Nah, that’s just the opening act. Instead of sweet oblivion, I woke up knee-deep in Saint’s Odyssey—a fantasy novel I once tossed into my “dumpster fire of bad writing” pile. Think Game of Thrones meets Saw, but with more existential dread. And guess what? I’m not the dashing hero. Nope. I’m the guy the author conveniently labeled “Villain.” Cool, right? (Cue jazz hands.) But hold onto your chimichangas, because this “hero”? Oh, he’s a masterpiece of hypocrisy. Smiles like a Disney prince, stabs like a back-alley surgeon. His grand plan? Wipe out half the world because reasons. Classic hero logic! Meanwhile, the gods are upstairs chugging ambrosia and betting on our suffering. Adorable!!!. Well, newsflash, Olympus—I’m hijacking this plot. Reborn with a vendetta and a PhD in chaos, I’m not here to play nice. Rules? Burn ‘em. Heroes? Crush ‘em. World domination? Duh!. This ain’t a redemption arc; it’s a blood-soaked takeover tour. Think Machiavelli with a splash of Joker and a side of espresso. They call me ruthless? Damn right. I’ll out-scheme the schemers, out-betray the traitors, and maybe burn a kingdom or two for aesthetic. The hero thinks he’s pulling strings? Sweetheart, I’m the puppetmaster—and I just cut the threads. Every battle’s a chess move, every ally a pawn, and the board? Oh, it’s dripping in red. And hey, let’s laugh while we’re at it. Ever seen a “chosen one” trip over his own halo? Poetic. Ever roasted a god so hard they literally combust? (Working on it.) This world’s a joke, and I’m the punchline—delivered with a knife. So buckle up, buttercups. The script’s flipped, the crown’s mine, and if the heroes cry about “morals”? Tell ‘em to write a Yelp review. This villain’s rewriting destiny—one corpse at a time. TL;DR: Death was my warm-up. Now? I’m here to conquer, crack jokes, and maybe commit some light treason. World, meet your new overlord. Resistance is hilarious . Hahahahaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

The two men couldn't have looked more out of place on the cold afternoon streets of New Hadepee. The first was a scrawny fellow, no taller than five foot eight, wearing a white shirt marred with ugly reddish-brown stains and a pair of plain tan pants. His companion, by contrast, carried himself with an air of quiet authority—a regal-looking man with a neatly trimmed black beard, wrapped in a great black coat with a red scarf pulled snug around his neck. "I heard the man himself has come back," the one in the stained shirt said, carefully balancing on the curb with his arms outstretched. "Oh? And where did you hear that?" his companion asked, turning his head with amusement to watch the precarious balancing act. "Welp, the sergeant major told me to go down to Olker, so I figured that could only mean he's back," the man in the white shirt replied. "Vistor has close cultural and political ties with the kingdom of Olker. Don't you think it's just a protection job?" the older man in black inquired, a hint of humor in his voice. "Oh, come on, Mang, you know they'd never give someone like me a protection job," the man in the white shirt scoffed, jumping off the curb and spinning around a lamppost. The older man—now known as Mang—came to a halt, reaching into his coat and pulling out an envelope. "Well, Tai, I suppose you're wrong." Mang handed the envelope to him. Tai peeled open the envelope, sliding out the letter and studying it carefully. "Oh wow, so Marlin is marrying the queen of those people?" he asked with a shrug. "She is not a queen. Don't let anyone call her that," Mang snapped. "And if her people weren't so damn difficult, we would have annexed them already." "So we let them succeed but not Gascon? Whose idea was that? They're more like us than those humans are," Tai said, frowning. "Gascon was willing to sell to the Emperor for a small chunk of change," Mang quipped. "The Noctrous family was not." "Ok so what's that matter, all we need is a little persuasion to change their minds? We killed the chief of Gnomandale and sent his stuffed head back to them, then they sold Gnomendale to us. All we need to do to get Olker is beat the hell out of Sylvie and she will sell." Tai folds the letter and places it back into the envelope. "Tai, the people of Vistor don't have the heart to see us beat up the Eladrin people like we did the Gnomes, and plus their Chief tramp Silvye is much too pretty for us to put her head on a stick."  "Welp, it's our loss," Tai muttered, spitting onto the sidewalk. "No, it's not. Not if Chester is back…" Tai frowned. "What's Chester gonna do?" "Last I recall, his fallout with Sylvie wasn't just a petty disagreement. Before he died, he built a fleet of ships and hid them in a cove somewhere. If he wanted revenge, all he'd need is an army." "And who the hell would fight for him?" "The same people who fight for us—the poor." This is a prequel to Then Maker, another story of mine. The writing may feel somewhat outdated compared to my more recent work, but it consists of a series of scenes that occur before the main events of the novel. The description is one of my most recent pieces, which is why it differs in style from the rest of the book.

Yu Taeyun thought he will have it easy tackling the yandere protagonists after spending years in the villain department playing all kinds of twisted villains. Seeing the employees in yandere department freaking after travelling into only one world, a word came into his mind " over-dramatic ". Taeyun: " Yandere can't be that bad , can they ?. I mean , I have played most twisted kind of villains . The villains are the word. His friend laughed mockingly. Friend: " You haven't face a real yandere . Wait until you face one . You will definitely pee your pants." Taeyun: " As if that is ever going to happen." Taeyun scoffed off . Later that day , he transferred to the yandere department and was forced to transmigrate into various worlds filled with yandere's . Experiencing the atrocious and outrageous acts by the hands of Yandere , Taeyun kowtowed and said , " I was wrong. Please someone take me away from here ". ML (holding chains made of gold) : " Baby are you trying to run away ? " The smile didn't meet his eyes and Taeyun was scared for his life . Taeyun: " Ofcourse not . How can be that possible. I will never leave you ". Taeyun said gritting his teeth tightly. ML : " Good. You remember my teachings well . Three things you should never think about, can you repeat what are they ? " Taeyun (with sweety forehead) : First, never think about another man. Second, never think about abandoning you. Third, never think about escaping you . ML : " Good boy " Finally , after hopping multiple worlds , Taeyun completed his mission and returned but with an extremely possessive, scary and 'YANDERE' wife . #gongmc #gongprotagonist #topmc #topproatgonist #yandereml #sememc #semeprotagonist #shouml #ukeml #bottomml #obsessivelove #abusivelove #toxiclove

All Zee ever imagined was living a thrilling, dangerous love story—a gangster husband, dodging bullets like in her wildest night dreams. But when that fantasy became her reality, it unearthed the dark secrets of her childhood, unraveling her world and leaving her hopeless. Just when she thought she was lost, the mysterious man from her dreams revealed himself, bringing light back into her life. ~~~ His tongue wasn’t just inside me—it was teasing, rubbing against my clit, moving in and out with deliberate precision. I couldn’t control my moans anymore, my body trembling under his touch. I grasped his head, desperate for more, but he only teased me further, keeping me on edge. “You know the rules, babe. Not until I say so,” he murmured, his voice muffled as he buried himself between my thighs. “Lloyd,” I gasped, my voice barely above a whisper. “Tell me you can hold it for daddy.” “I can’t, baby,” I panted, my moans breaking through uncontrollably. “Then tell me you love this,” he demanded, his voice thick with lust—deep, commanding, and utterly intoxicating. “You know it’s amazing, love,” I breathed, my own voice unrecognizable, heavy with pleasure. He rewarded my confession with a long, deep thrust of his tongue that sent a cry ripping from my throat. Every muscle in my body tensed, anticipation coiling inside me like a tight spring. He smirked against my skin, his voice a husky whisper. “I love it when you cum on my tongue. I just can’t get enough of your taste.” Reaching for the pillow beside my head, he slid it beneath my pelvis, lifting me into the perfect arch. He took his time, savoring me, his tongue circling my clit with agonizing slowness. Then, he slid a finger inside me, moving it with expert precision, teasing, building the pressure. Shifting, he moved up my body, his hands parting my legs further as we adjusted to our sides, limbs tangled in a slow, sensual rhythm. His hard length rubbed against me, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through my core. I had always believed pleasure should come with a little pain, but this… this was something else entirely. Warning: This book contains explicit sexual and violent content. Reader discretion is advised.

The World Changed Overnight, Without warning, portals from other realms tore through the sky, opening gateways to nightmarish creatures that threatened to wipe out humanity. Cities burned. Nations crumbled. The monstrous invaders—ranging from grotesque goblins to towering beasts—massacred everything in their path. Amidst the chaos, a new force emerged: The Awakened—humans who mysteriously gained supernatural abilities in response to the invasion. Light burst from their bodies, fire ignited in their palms, water coiled into deadly spears, winds howled at their command, shadows shifted with their will. These resemble as Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Light, and Darkness—became humanity’s last hope against extinction. Kai Jin. A cold, intelligent high school student from Korea, Kai had long abandoned the idea of relying on others. Orphaned at a young age, he grew up alone in a modest apartment, surviving through sheer will and independence. His past trauma left him emotionally closed off, but beneath his calm, detached exterior, a fire burned—a refusal to ever be powerless again. Then, the portals opened, and his world turned upside down. The night was eerily silent. Kai sat in his dimly lit apartment, eyes locked on his laptop screen. The news was flooded with reports of strange anomalies appearing across the globe—massive gates hovering in the sky, creatures emerging from their depths. Some called it a phenomenon. Others called it the end of the world. Then— Scratch. Scratch. A faint noise echoed from the hallway outside his door. Kai frowned. His neighborhood was quiet at night—too quiet for random footsteps. Then— BAM! The apartment door slammed open. A goblin. Small, grotesque, with sickly green skin, jagged teeth, and glowing red eyes. It sniffed the air, its sharp claws twitching in anticipation. Kai’s breath hitched. His mind raced. He had no weapons. No powers. Nothing but his instincts. Move. Now. The goblin lunged. Kai grabbed the closest thing within reach—a wooden chair—and swung it with all his strength.The impact sent the creature stumbling backward, snarling in rage. His heart pounded. His hands trembled, but he forced himself to stay steady. He couldn’t afford to freeze. He had to kill it. Spotting a kitchen knife on the counter, he dove for it—just as the goblin recovered and charged again. At the last second, he twisted his body, dodging its claws, and in one swift motion— STAB! The knife sank into the goblin’s skull. It shrieked, its body convulsing violently before collapsing lifelessly to the floor. Kai stood there, panting. His clothes were splattered with dark, sticky blood. The room reeked of iron and death. Then— Ding! A floating, translucent system window appeared before his eyes. [Awakening Process Complete.] [Congratulations!] [You have awakened.] Kai’s eyes widened. His nightmare had just begun.

After an unfortunate encounter with Truck-kun, Kieran Darkmoon suddenly found himself transported to a world full of women, where men are as rare as a unicorn and the cultivation game is anything but straightforward! With a lewd system that rewards him for getting frisky, Kieran quickly learns that pleasure is the path to power! From racy encounters with sect elders to sneaky adventures in the weapon pavilion, every sexy escapade earns him points—and who doesn’t love a good point system? As he navigates his way through a harem of powerful women, bizarre quests, and comically awkward situations, Kieran is determined to rise above his circumstances (and maybe get some snacks along the way). Join Kieran as he juggles dual cultivation techniques, earns outrageous bonuses, and uncovers hidden treasures—all while trying to stay out of trouble (and in others pants!). With epic battles, outrageous rewards, and enough steamy moments to keep you blushing, "Lewd System in a Cultivation World Filled with Women" is a hilariously naughty adventure you won’t want to miss! Buckle up for a journey where every encounter is a chance to level up in more ways than one!

#R18#BL ***** "Is this why you live alone, Quincy? To please yourself and throb your dick? You know I could do that for you." I said, reaching to grab his dick but he shoved my hands away. "I hate you!" "You can only decide to hate me after seeing this?" I pulled down my pants and boxers. I took my cock in my hands, looking up at Quincy who looked stunned, still I could sense a bit of interest from his expression. "Am I too small, Quincy? Does my six inched dick interest you?" ***** Campus love Male Lead oriented. Westen Miller: Blue eyes, brunette hair, 5'8 feets tall, six inched dick, in love with Quincy. Quincy Bow: Almond eyes, long black hair, 6'8 feets tall, eight inched dick, obsessed with Westen's dick! Note: This is strictly rated 18.

Story Description [A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE] Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation of her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him. He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison. ——————————— I hear his voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. “ You have no idea how dangerous it can be…” He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing. “Careful…you are messing with the devil, Cole.” He doesn’t let me breathe for a minute as he starts attaching me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathed heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reached my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe. “You know why people call me the devil?” His breath fanning over my ear. “It’s not because I am a sinner.” His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. “It’s because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins.”

This is my first time doing this so I do want to say sorry for my grammar, spell, etc. I wasn’t very good at the English subject in school even tho it the only language I know. But when I say that I can put my story here I jump to it. Finally I want to say thank you for taking an interest in my story and deal with me as an author. A world of vampires and hunters get their power though the names they were given by the family leaders. We followed a special vampire name Tyler. Detail about Tyler: his hair swoops down covering his right eye with red hair lining with the swoop but a centimeter from the edge. A mole under his left eye. Left vamp teeth is always showing even when bloodlust mood off. Always have some type of long sleeve or jacket, Jean pants, and high top shoes. He wear a necklace with small dragger knife held by the handle. This story was from a short comic I made back in high school when I was deeply into drawing. I love this idea for my story that I keep it for about 5 to 6 year ago.

"There's a 15-year-old boy named Edlin who finds himself lying on the ground, injured, but when he gets up, he can't remember anything except his name. He's wearing torn pants, carrying a sword and a knife, and has a strange tattoo mark on his stomach. And to top it all, someone has stabbed him from behind with a knife. One thing's for sure he's no ordinary boy." "And now, Edlin embarks on a journey to discover who he is, who stabbed him, and why. But his quest is soon interrupted by a ferocious pack of wolves. Weary and wounded, Edlin must summon all his strength to survive this deadly encounter. Will he be able to protect himself and unravel the mysteries of his past? Read on to find out..." Edlin ( The conqueror )

"Ah fuck." Kenji was a normal overworked yet underpaid employee who liked absolutely nothing other than sleeping. One fortunate [unfortunate] day, she died a peaceful [gruesome] death in the hands of her lover [classic and fucking hilarious because who would die from a heart attack watching her lover fuck a whore] and transmigrated in a trashy, shitty, totally useless waste of paper, F-Rated novel that was criticized by the readers of badungdung platform for its grade school writing style [Hey! That's not true]. "Shut the fuck up, you crazy system. Butt in the narration one more time and i'll hang you upside down with a hole in your pants." Ahem. Well, trust me when I say though, that transmigrating is the least of her problems right now. After all, she have died twelve times. Whether she becomes an obedient pet, a kind master, a powerful villain, a cute heroine, or an npc you can't see in the background- her death, is absolute. That was until, the system made a mistake. [Welcome host! Congratulations for being granted, yet another opportunity to reincarnate. Please press restart to gain automatic 100 points. However, due to excessive internal system overload, all the previous progress was automatically deleted.] "This is fucking insane. Delete the system." [Yes host, commencing the command delete sys- WAIT ARE YOU CRAZY? I KNEW THIS BITCH HAS SOME LOSE SCREWS IN THE HEAD, THE MANAGEMENT BETTER COMPENSATE ME. MY LIFE IS ON THE LINE AND YOU GIVE ME A HOST WITH SOME LOOSE SCREW? FUCK! I'M COMPLAINING TO THE MANAGE- Ah shit.] "Complain to who, sweetheart?" [...] "Well, It's a little bit too late for that sweetheart. Alright, you better listen to me before I blow both of our heads off." [Bloody hell]