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I stared at the shimmering stream, my vision blurred by the relentless flow of tears. My chest ached, my frustration bubbling over. "You wouldn't understand!" I shouted, my voice cracking under the weight of my pain. "I don’t want to." His voice was sharp, cutting through the night like a blade. I whipped around, glaring at him. Rude jerk. I let out a bitter hiss, hugging my arms around myself. "I hate my life." He said nothing. That silence only made it worse. I scoffed. "Of course, you wouldn’t say anything. My life was never perfect, but now... now it can never be." "It doesn’t need to be." His voice was calmer this time, steady. I turned to him, my lip trembling. "Why not? Everyone else gets to be happy. Why can’t I?" His dark eyes softened as he exhaled. "I’m not happy. And I’m far from perfect. We’re just two imperfect people existing in the same timeline." Somehow, his words reached me, settling deep in my heart. I sniffled, forcing a shaky laugh. "Trust me, we’re not even in the same timeline to begin with." His gaze locked onto mine, unwavering, as if he saw straight through me. Ignoring my words, he stepped closer. "It’s okay." His voice was almost a whisper. "We can be two imperfect beings in this imperfect world, making imperfect choices." His hand brushed against mine—warm, grounding. "But," he continued, "the most perfect life has been is the time spent with you." My breath hitched. My heart stilled. I blinked up at him, stunned. Shit. I hissed under my breath, looking away. What the hell was I supposed to do with that.. information? *** Ginny was just an ordinary woman—until she woke up in a historical Korean setting as the infamous villainess doomed to a tragic fate. Trapped in a world of palace intrigue, power struggles, and an infuriatingly handsome yet equally frustrating man, she must navigate her way through a story that was never meant to have a happy ending. But Ginny refuses to let fate dictate her life. If the script says she’s the villain, then she’ll rewrite her role—one dramatic scene at a time.

Tuzi embodied what her name meant; a short, somewhat curvy and bubbly woman who was always down to have a good time with almost everyone. She was as active as a bunny even on her worst days, and she kept that up for her entire life... even though it cost her life. The problem with having fun with just about anyone meant that sometimes her partners were already taken, and one day a jealous lover found her and... well, she just wished she had gotten hit by a truck instead. After all, she 'woke up' after being brutally murdered to find herself standing in front of a true bunny; a Goddess who thought that this woman named after her was quite fascinating and entertaining to watch, so she was sent to another world to try it all again. The problem was she had no system, no help, no guide or special cheat... all she had were her wits, her wiles, and her charm to attempt to just survive in this new world, let alone entertain a Goddess with incredible feats! Join Tuzi as she travels through a fantasy world relying only on herself to achieve... well, perhaps greatness, or perhaps just a typical life for a Bunnykin; sex in abundance with the occasional baring of some deceptively sharp fangs. This is going to be a smut book primarily with action and adventure in roughly equal parts, and it will also have some scenes that will be dark. Tuzi won't be an OP system wielding MC, she won't be flawless, she won't always even be the main focus sometimes because of where she is and who she is with. The book will continue along with my usual ruleset; all futanari and women, hentai logic when it comes to sex, more focused on the people and how they interact instead of nonstop action... if that sounds good to you, come read, otherwise I wish you find a novel somewhere else that satisfies your wants.

A battle field, love versus religious beliefs, conservative family members, cultural norms, societal standards and personal insecurities, does love even stand a chance. Damilola had never fit perfectly into society's expectation, she was what people liked to call a tomboy. She is raised by her mother Mabel who supports her in the way she knows how, on the surface Dami's life looks fine but inside she suffers from personal insecurities, caused by past experiences and the fact that she didn't fit into her society. Helena is a biracial medical student raised by a conservative mother, Helena is the perfect Nigerian child, a medical student, a loyal christian, that is until she meets Dami. Both girls crash into each other's lives, igniting sparks in each other that they didn't know they could, they keep their relationship a secret and attempt to exist in a bubble were none of their societal problems exist, but reality had other plans for them. This story isn't just about romance, it's about love and redemption, it's about identity and self discovery, it's about family and sacrifices, and most importantly it's about second chances.

Horrible Accident? Check Otherworldly Soul Yeeting? Check Taking over some schmuck's body who died around the same time? Check Unable to cultivate because the aforementioned schmuck's constitution is all messed up? Double Check In the world of Valresta where the great and powerful cultivate an energy called aether to get to where they are, Zhen Liu (Thomas Lee) is physically unable to despite having the qualities to do so. But due to a twist of fate, Zhen Liu is given the ability to create kaijin, strange and monstrous warriors to fight in his stead. By using this world's laws combined with his knowledge of Earth, watch as Zhen Liu stands above the so-called aether saints to become the one and only kaijin lord! "What the hell is a train"?! "Something that's about to kick your butt. Get him"! "Yes my lord"! Cover art done by JacKLYart on Twitter My Twitter: https://twitter.com/MajorMizako?t=23kOezglRcDjEUKcmpZQiA&s=09

The city’s underworld lives in fear of Vesper — a ruthless assassin who strikes only at midnight, leaving behind a single blade engraved with the letter ‘V’ embedded in the victim’s heart. Feared for their strength and precision, Vesper is believed to be a man — a shadow no one dares to cross. For Valerio Moretti, Vesper’s name is more than just a whispered legend. Years ago, the elusive killer claimed his grandfather’s life, leaving a scar Valerio has never forgotten. Now, as rumors of Vesper’s return spread, Valerio knows one thing — the assassin is closing in. Meanwhile, Leona Vale, a bubbly newcomer with an infectious smile, couldn’t be more out of place in Valerio’s violent world. Soft-hearted, a little clumsy, and hopelessly naive, Leona is the least likely person to survive the chaos of the criminal underworld — yet somehow, she does. Known more for spilling drinks than holding her ground, she’s quickly dismissed as a harmless bystander. But as bodies begin to fall and threats draw closer, Valerio faces a race against time to unmask the assassin stalking his empire — before Vesper strikes again. In a world ruled by shadows and blood, some threats hide in plain sight — and the deadliest ones leave no trace at all.

2000 years ago a catacalism happend that changed everything, a mystrious type of enrgy called Ena was introduced to this world causing a wide spread mutation in animals and plants creating many bizzar new species every single organism changed and that included us humans as we gaind the applity to harness ena transforming us from mere mortals to super humens but the tiping of the pyramid was sudden and even with ena cultivators being born humanity could not stope the mutated beasts invasion, falling from the top of the pyramid as an apex predator of this world to a prey at lowest leveles of spectrom, 90 percent of the humen population were wiped out that was when someone discoverd that he could tame these beasts and use them to fight and grow stronger at a speed that seemed impossiple for any ena cultivatior saving what was left of humanity and curving a small pice of land as a sanqutary for the suvivers, those heros where called beast tamers and thats how this honoroble profisson was born. Waking up in a new world, Alan Ortex finds himself thrust into a bizarre and very dangerous new life. With a new family to protect and the desire to face the unknown, fear and excitement bubble up inside him. He will start his journey across the multitude of encounters that he will find in this new life. From a weak high school student, wondering and wanting to make a name for himself, wanting to enjoy his life to the fullest, as he promised himself on the first day he woke up in this new world. In this world full of bizarre creatures and beasts and unbelievable superpowered humans, he will become the strongest beast tamer ever—the absolute one. It's a tale of life, a journey into the unknown full of trials and one big mystery unfolding after another. Stay on your toes; it is going to get serious. The link to the absolute beast tamer hub Discord community: https//discord.gg/TDjsdSX6

Zarek never dreamed of being a hero. His only wish was a life without hunger, without beatings, without contempt. Born with the white hair of a Nen, a marginalized minority with no magical affinity, he grew up in an orphanage where cruelty was commonplace. Only Rose, a fragile but unbreakable girl, reminded him that it was still worth moving forward. When he saw a conjurers' tournament on the screen of a run-down bar, he knew what he wanted: recognition, power and the security of a decent life. But the world wouldn't make it easy for him. After years of abuse, humiliation, and a brutal banishment from the orphanage, Zarek and Rose survived on what little they could scrape together in the shadows. But his destiny changed the day he turned 19 and took the Physioflora Aptitude Test. To his surprise, it was no simple Nen. He was a Covenant. The first in decades. But his gift was not the summoning of mythical beasts or the control of devastating elements... his power was... creating bubbles?!

"Dragons and their spawn rule the skies, the land, and the seas... humanity survives in the cracks, dreaming of a comeback." _____ Power comes from the beast you tame. Wolves, hawks, snakes, spiders, chimeras, the stronger your summon, the brighter your future. Too bad for our protagonist. When everyone else summoned salamanders, eagles, troll dogs(not doge) or tigers, he got… Well, let’s just say the only thing lower on the food chain is dirt. Laughed at, bullied, and living as the butt of every joke, he’s not exactly winning. But giving up isn’t an option... His aging parents sold everything for his "failed" chance, and he won’t let it be for nothing. But hey, this is his story. The weakest beast tamer? Here’s the thing about being at the bottom: it teaches you how to climb. And dragons? Turns out they start small too. As kingdoms crumble under greed and external threats, the weakest tamer begins his rise. Follow his path as he unlocks a potential so rare, so terrifying, it leads to dragons… Every evolutionary line leads to the strongest ‘SSS Dragons’. _______ Warning: Contains world-ending dragons, ridicule-fueled underdog revenge, dragon-scaled protagonist, morally questionable nobles, insane creature evolutions and enough twists to make you wonder if weakest really means luckiest. A MC who’s out to prove everyone wrong… even if it kills him. Spoiler alert: It won’t. For those who love a whole lot of fun, this one’s for you. If you’re looking for a darker story, look somewhere else (Maybe Utopian System (;) This one’s about having fun and taming expectations. _______ If you want to know more about the cover: Yep, that's Luna, the FL... Her skin and clothes are morphing into shimmering scales from her dragon power. Remember Sailor Moon? Magical girls? Now imagine if the magical outfit wasn’t a cute dress, but an actual dragon! The dragon is the dress... It’s not just fashion; it’s fusion. High-level beasts tend to leave their mark, and Luna wears it like a boss, pulling off the ultimate power move. _______ We will use the same Discord from my first book, come join! https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4 _______ Silly tags that seem to matter a lot to some readers: No Yaoi, No Yuri, Possibly Harem (Vote! I can write either, and in any case, there will be multiple girls. The only difference is whether he chooses one in the end or goes the "liberal" route.... democracy is yours!), No NTR.

Under everyone's gaze, her pregnant sister came to force a marriage, making her the butt of the joke, after being cheated on. When she was at her wit's end, she met him —— Jun Mochan, the business tycoon. He said: "Marry me, I won't betray you." In order to shut off the wagging tongues and avoid becoming a bargaining chip in a family alliance, She said: "Okay" But, wasn't it agreed that it would be a fake marriage? He loves her deeply. The whole world knows it, only she doesn't.

Heat, drought, the desert everywhere exuding the smell of death. Under the eerie sunlight, a nearly dried-up puddle suddenly trembled violently, as if something was about to emerge, but in the end, it only released a string of bubbles. "What’s this? I’ve transmigrated!” “I’ve turned into a lake? No—a puddle!” “A puddle in the desert, about to dry up!” Oh……No……!

Fairy tales lie. They say heroes stumble into magic, awaken cheat powers, earn harem loyalty by breathing — and ascend. No pain. No cost. Just a system. SSS-ranked skills. Infinite mana. Some get hit by Truck-kun and wake up as Overlords. In their old worlds? Nobodies. Nerds. Doormats. Here? Instant legends. Because effort is optional when fate kisses your butt. His classmates? Yeah, they got it all. Powers. Titles. Stats. Gods bowing to their potential. But Adam? Adam got something else. Not glory. Not guidance. Not even a dammit tutorial. Just rust. Wounds. Hunger. And a world that greeted him with silence — and teeth. No system. No chosen path. Only the will to crawl forward while everything around him breaks. In this cold dark universe, gods may rule — but monsters survive. And Adam? Adam will survive it all. Through the Distant Universe.

What the hell ? I got reincarnated in another world. [Choose class] [Monster Or Human Class ?] Monster Class. [Mind Flare] Yeah i choose Mind Flare. I shall Hypnotize my MILF step-mother with huge butt and her three daughters for my use. wtf!!?? Ogre girls with sexy bodies and huge breasts, i won't miss that one. "get naked and bend down, girl." "yes, master." Wait ? this beast girl have 6 breasts and everyone hates it bro why ? this is heaven. Those who come in my way will kill themselves as they look in my eyes and all the females who deny me shall receive my holy seed even without their consent. [Grammar Until Chapter 115 is not that good... but it's worth the read. After that it's all good.] [Cover isn't mine, contact me to take it down.] [Note: EVERY CHARACTER IN THIS NOVEL IS ABOVE 18+ AND THEY ARE LEGALLY ADULTS ACCORDINGLY TO THE WORLD'S RULES THAT THIS STORY IS BASED ON.] [Discord: https://discord.gg/wEMdgmkt9Q]

Warning! Mature Content Hernia is his to care for and he doesn’t care what the world thinks of that. >>>>>>> “We could date instead,” Hermia suggested, her voice laced with uncertainty. “I don’t date,” Niklaus replied coldly, his piercing gaze unwavering. Hermia blinked, caught off guard. “So it has to be marriage?” she asked, her tone laced with disbelief. “Yes,” he deadpanned, not a hint of hesitation in his voice. Her frustration bubbled over. “But we don’t even know each other!” she whined, throwing her hands up in exasperation. Niklaus leaned forward, his dark eyes gleaming. “I don’t need to know you, Mia,” he said, his voice dipping into a deep, dangerous tone. “When I can feel you… that’s enough for me.” She inhaled sharply, her heart hammering in her chest. “That’s not enough for me,” she countered, her voice firm but trembling slightly. His expression softened, and his next words wrapped around her like a promise. “I would forever cherish you, adore you, and treat you like the rarest gem. I would never let you shed a single tear of pain.” Her resolve wavered, but she shook her head and pushed back. “We’re not getting married, Shark. Just go.” But instead of leaving, he smirked, leaning back with a confidence that rattled her. “I’ll be waiting.” Hermia groaned, exasperated. “Nik, you’re hardly doing any waiting. You’re all over me! We live together, work together, eat together—you’re always here!” Niklaus’s voice dropped to a whisper, raw and pleading. “Then just keep me forever, Mia.” She froze, his honest, vulnerable eyes piercing through every defense she had built. Her heart quivered as she felt the weight of his words sink in. She didn’t know what to do. >>>>>>>> To the world, Niklaus Hathaway is ruthless—a man who takes what he wants, no matter the cost. But for Hermia, the girl who’s lost everything, he’s something else entirely: her unlikely savior whom she couldn’t blindly trust. He’s ruthless to everyone—except her. Niklaus Hathaway doesn’t date. He doesn’t waste time. He only wants what’s his. When Hermia steps into his life, he makes one thing clear: if she won’t marry him, she’ll work for him. Keeping her close is his only goal, and no amount of gossip, jealousy, or family betrayal will change that. But Hermia’s life isn’t as simple as working for the powerful CEO who’s claimed her as his. With an evil stepsister and manipulative parents determined to ruin her happiness, Hermia must fight for her place in a world that seems determined to push her out. Niklaus declared her his from the beginning—and he’ll stop at nothing to protect her, no matter the cost Love has never been this dangerous.

Ariel, a young boy from a wealthy family, attempted to create a portal to another world. However, the portal lacked sufficient energy, causing it to destabilize and malfunction. As a result, Ariel was thrown into an unknown world. Due to the unique system of the universe, his body reverted to that of a newborn baby—though his memories remained intact. Unexpectedly, he gained a mysterious power from the universe's system: the power of bubbles. As he begins to grow in this strange new world, Ariel discovers that he is the prophesied child destined to defeat the Demon King and bring peace to the realm.

When a Filipino Brings a Gundam to a Sword Fight > "Oh great, another summoner. Just what we need—more useless adventurers." > > *Famous last words from Sir Knight-Who-Got-His-Butt-Kicked* Look, getting isekai'd is already weird enough, but being a Filipino summoner in a fantasy world? That's like bringing *balut* to a fancy French dinner party – completely unexpected and guaranteed to raise some eyebrows. Picture this: There I was, contemplating whether to have *sisig* or *adobo* for dinner, when suddenly – **POOF!** – I got yeet'd into Medieval Times™ faster than my mom could throw her legendary tsinelas. And what did the universe decide to gift me with? The supposedly "weakest" class: *a summoner*. But here's where it gets *interesting*. These fantasy folks thought I'd be pulling rabbits out of hats or summoning cute forest creatures. **Boy, were they in for a surprise!** Because while they were expecting wooden sticks and basic swords, I was busy figuring out if I could summon: * My mom's battle-tested tsinelas (with +20 critical hit, mind you) * A fully-loaded M16 *Armor you say? " How about a mask raider suit! Or iron man armor!(credit to marvel ) * And oh yeah, *casual flex*, **AN ENTIRE FREAKING GUNDAM** Let me tell you something funny about being the "weak" summoner – when you can call forth weapons that would make Michael Bay weep tears of explosive joy, suddenly nobody's laughing at your class choice anymore. Welcome to my story of how a Pinoy turned the weak summoner class from zero to hero, one ridiculous weapon at a time. yeah that's me your accidental hero!

In the vast expanse of legends, there exists a singular figure known as Azeris, revered as the progenitor of the Infinity Dragon Bloodline. This remarkable lineage bestows upon him god-like powers, enabling him to manipulate the very essence of reality itself—creating and destroying with a mere thought, limited only by the bounds of his imagination. However, before he could fully harness the extraordinary potential of his abilities, sinister forces conspired to thwart him. The Omniversal Sovereign Court—a fearsome assembly of ancient cosmic entities; The Abyssal Void Order, masters of darkness and treachery; and The Tribunal of Fate, those who manipulated the very threads of destiny—all converged upon him with deadly intent, seeking to extinguish his light. In a desperate moment where death clung to him like a shroud, Azeris summoned his ingenuity and willed forth a sanctuary—a small yet powerful realm brimming with boundless resources and enchanted wonders. This haven emerged as a beacon of hope amidst the encroaching chaos, a place where the essence of his power could endure and grow. Fifteen years slipped by in an instant, leaving the outside world to forget the once-mighty Infinity Dragon Progenitor. His legacy, once heralded across galaxies, faded to mere whispers carried along by the winds of time. Yet, the pulse of his bloodline remained, an ancient force lying dormant, waiting for the right moment and the right spark to awaken its formidable power once again. That moment arrived with the birth of a young boy named Azeris Nightshade. Unbeknownst to him, he bore the weight of an extraordinary inheritance, the hidden truth of his lineage bubbling within him like a dormant volcano eager to erupt. This marked only the beginning of his saga—an epic adventure awaited him as the threads of fate began to weave a new destiny.

This is my second poetry to my BFF, written on October 28th, 2023. I envied redwood stretched toward heaven By: Amoureax Amant I envied redwood stretched toward heaven, whose branch in branch like hand in cloud ocean, whose leaves like thread weaved curtain covered sky, whose spot like stage light lit for butterfly. I envied stray bird hummed with bugs echo, whose siren song spread through redwood shadow, whose feather swirled like lone-drifting snowflake, whose wings like flash slipped through green amber lake. I envied cowboy rode through siren sight, whose horse ran on green sea plain at twilight, whose gun aimed at wild deer in green forest, whose bonfire cooked deer meat in light gauze mist. I envied fish blew bubble in amber, whose bubble bloomed as gorgeous as flower.

Jian rue gazed back at the ugly gray alien while stumbling and running. he clumsily tossed a stone at it "Fuck just leave me alone!!!" Suddenly a warm pair of hand grabbed his waist and tossed him over a study shoulder. "Xing yu!! let me down! you fucker!!! The said man chuckled and playfully smacked his butt. "Honey, I'm saving your life~" "I had it under control. Now, let me go!" Jian rue bit his shoulders hard until the sweet taste of blood filled his mouth. "Hiss.. baby, you're making me hard~" Jian rue froze. "W-why are you following me! why me.." Xing yu stopped running, and with a swing of his sword, the ugly tentacle alien was slayed. He gentnly pulled him down and hugged him close. Peering into his eyes, he smirked, "Because you are my betrothed,"

"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"

One night, Hyena came across the drunk guy—Dale, who risked his life just to beg for help. It became the night she could not forget about. Through, her best-friend, she got reconnected with him, and being with him made her heart flutter like nothing before. However, Dale already have a girlfriend. No matter how much she fancy the guy, Hyena could not afford to ruin Dale’s relationship with his girlfriend, for she fixed it herself. One day, Hyena’s childhood playmate came to her city and settled as her neighbour. He’s bubbly, fun to be with, and gorgeous. She found herself falling for his charms. It was then, that Dale started to show his attraction towards, Hyena. Hyena’s stuck between two gents who showered her with different ways of love, and no matter how much she avoids it she has to chose between them. Will she choose the paradise yet dreadful kind of love or will she choose the dreadful yet paradise kind of love? Will she make the right choice? What will happen if she won’t choose the other?

A simple daughter of a Baron, Silvia is sold into a marriage with a sickly duke—a union that proves devastating when the duke dies immediately after the wedding, branding her with the cursed title of widow. If that weren’t enough, her brother-in-law harbors lustful desires for her, insisting she become his mistress. Desperate to escape the gilded prison of the palace, Silvia’s every attempt at freedom is met with increasing hostility, chipping away at her sanity. Her spirit wanes as the walls close in, and hope feels like a distant dream. But then, her life takes a sinister turn when she crosses paths with someone she wishes she never had. Will Silvia ever find happiness again? Will she reunite with her true love, or will the merciless beasts of society consume her, piece by piece? (Warning: May contain Themes such as R*pe, Sui*ide, Prostitu*on)

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

Azumi Tamada, a gaming-loving genius who hates working, has been living happily with his childhood friend Ayomi Akiri. Ayomi is bubbly, a jokester, and never leaves his side, poking fun at him and making his life brighter. But Azumi has been keeping one thing a secret: he's totally in love with Ayomi, but he doesn't dare tell her for fear that their friendship will be destroyed. Things get unpredictable when Ryo, a suave and cool classmate of Ayomi, begins developing an interest in Ayomi, leaving Azumi wondering if he will lose her forever. As feelings become complicated and misunderstandings accumulate, Azumi has reached the juncture of confessing his feelings or losing Ayomi to another guy. Will Azumi ever must up and make confessions of love to Ayomi? Or will doubt and fear tear them further apart? Their experiences in love, friendship, and unvoiced emotions are chronicled in Kimi e no Kanjou wa Kakusenai (I Can't Hide My Feelings for You).

Rose stood defiantly, eyes locked onto his golden ones as she lifted the hem of her small top, exposing the smooth expanse of her stomach before peeling the fabric over her head. The red glittering bra shimmering under moonlight as if made for this very moment. She ignored the tremor of anticipation curling in her gut. None of that mattered. Not even the reckless haze of drugs clouding her thoughts. Tonight, she was in control. This was a mission. A mission to keep his attention solely on her so could save her friend from his curse. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, her breath steadying when she saw him go rigid. Shoulders squared. Posture tensed. Not in fear. Not in disgust. But in something far sinister. His Interest. “Yes… feast your depraved little eyes and filthy mind on this,” she whispered, smirking as the shorts fell away, pooling at her ankles. The silky red thong clung to her hips, the moonlight accentuating every curve of her body. She flicked the discarded clothing aside, shifting her weight slightly as she let her nightly visitor drink in the sight of her naked glory. His posture no longer that of boredom. Good. That was exactly what she wanted. More like, what intoxicated, irrational Rose wanted. She twirled, giving him a deliberate view, rolling her hips just enough to torment. “Since you’ve made my life a living hell, I might as well return the favor.” She cast a wicked smile over her shoulder. “Consider this my gift to you—one you’ll never get to touch.” By the time she turned back, her stomach plummeted. He had moved. No longer a distant silhouette in the meadow—he now stood at the edge of her patio. Much closer and so much real. The thrill that had fueled her was fading slowly. Had she just made a mistake playing this game with her stalker? Swallowing hard, she lowered herself onto the chair, parting her bare legs wide and letting the wooden cross dangle before her barely covered cherry, in a taunt. A silent challenge. His fingers curled around the wooden rail, veins standing taut against the black ink of his tattoos. His chest rose and fell, controlled but heavier, as though restraining something barely contained beneath his skin. "Want a taste, my dear stalker?" Rose whispers She had him pinned. Or so she thought. Her shadowy visitor moves. Slow, deliberate steps leading closer. Panic slammed into her. No. Rose bolted upright, pressing the cross against the glass door separating them. “Stay back!” Her voice wavered a bit. “I swear, I’ll burn your stalking ass right where you stand!” He stilled. A beat of silence. Then— A low, quiet chuckle rumbled through the night air, reaching her ears like smoke. Deep and Dark. Her stomach twisted. The sound was foreign, yet eerily familiar. As if she had always known this was how he would sound. His hands rose in mock surrender, his hooded head tilting slightly, as if entertained by her little performance. Then, as effortlessly as he had closed the distance, he stepped back. Rose’s breath fastened. She was playing with fire, willingly, by provoking the one who comes out at night and remain in shadows. And he was enjoying it.   == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

He was her professor and she was his student. He shouldn’t have told her to stay behind for her ‘punishment’ and he most definitely shouldn’t have told her to spread her legs on his desk when he had a class in the next five minutes. ”Do it, professor. Burn me.” Kayla Hastings is a wild party girl, who is carefree loves to have fun, and has a bubbly personality but she is feisty and squeamish, completely different from Oliver Wilde who is uptight, cold, and hates lateness to his bone. Both of them have secrets and a past they desperately want to forget but what happens when the opposite attracts? And they are tossed into a world where they have to confront their pasts, betrayal, love, pain, and war against their hearts and future?

Alex, an 18-year-old high schooler, lives a seemingly ordinary life with his loving mother, Monica, and his bubbly 7-year-old sister, Maria. His father, John, a dedicated soldier, visits them once every two months, bringing joy and stability to their home. Life feels normal, even predictable—until one fateful day changes everything. A chilling message from the army headquarters announces that John has survived a devastating plane crash but is gravely injured. Rushing to his side, the family finds him confined to a wheelchair. As Monica speaks with the doctor about taking John home, her composure remains unusually calm, even… happy. Back home, the day winds down. After dinner, Alex retreats to his room, hoping to distract himself with a chat among friends. But when Monica steps into his room, something shifts. She moves closer, her arms enveloping him in an unexpected embrace. Silent tears stream from her eyes, falling onto Alex’s cheeks, carrying a weight of unspoken emotions and an unshakable mystery. What lies behind Monica’s strange reaction? What secrets are buried in their seemingly perfect family? Each page unravels a story of love, loss, and a truth that could change Alex’s life forever.

Viviana a rich heiress, killed by her boyfriend, wakes up as Liora, a girl hiding her true identity from a Mafia leader determined to kill her if she doesn't bring him the information he desires. With her life turned into a living hell, Viviana must live as Liora to extract crucial information from a businessman—a task far more complex than she had anticipated. Join Viviana on her journey as she struggles to reclaim her previous life while three men make her existence a living nightmare.

Title: This Ain’t Another Sex Novel Tired of the endless parade of sex-driven romance novels, Sienna Cole is on a mission to prove that love can be just as captivating without the focus on physical intimacy. As a romance novelist struggling to gain recognition, she’s fed up with the idea that every love story needs a steamy scene to succeed. Enter Ethan Blackwell, a charming but cynical playboy editor known for turning explicit novels into bestsellers. He’s convinced that passion is the key to a successful love story—and he’s determined to make Sienna’s book no different. But Sienna isn’t backing down. She challenges Ethan: If she can write a bestselling romance novel without a single explicit scene, he must publish it as-is. If she loses, he gets to rewrite the scenes himself—adding the very heat that Sienna refuses to include. As the two butt heads over their differing views on romance, the tension builds. But it’s not just their books on the line—it’s their hearts. As the chemistry between Sienna and Ethan intensifies, both must face their own vulnerabilities and realize that love, at its core, is more than just physical attraction. Can Sienna prove that romance can thrive on emotional connection alone? Or will Ethan teach her that passion is an essential part of any great love story?

After relentless days of continuously working her butt off at a company she has no interest for whatsoever, Kang Haera decides to resign from the company she works at. After mustering up all her courage Kang Haera finally decides to go to submit her letter of resignation, when she gets greeted by a familiar face. Standing there infront of her was her one and only first love from highschool. But when he shockingly asks her to marry him after a sudden encounter again Haera is lost. Now that there’s been such a turn of events, the only question left to ask is: what will Kang Haera do?