Zoro Leather Belt

Once every 10,000 years, the heavens open, and the Mortal Realm is cast into turmoil. The Great Reset begins—a cosmic reckoning where empires fall, beasts awaken, and only the strongest carve their names into eternity. For those who survive, the path to the Astral Realm and the right to claim divinity awaits. Raikai, a warrior forged in storms, wields the power of the Celestial Iron Body Cultivation, his flesh tempered into living steel. His Death Arms—twin scythes bound by chains—dance like a mythological dragon, crackling with lightning, capturing and tearing apart those who stand in his way. Beside him stands Shinryu, swift and precise, blessed by the Celestial Tiger. His Death Arms, a pair of white leather gloves with retractable claws, strike with divine speed—every slash a whisper of the heavens’ fury. Together, they ascend the path of blood and power, bound by brotherhood yet tested by fate. Their bond is their greatest strength, but in a world where the Death Arms grow with their wielders—feeding on their victories and failures—power often demands a terrible price. As the 10,000-year Reset begins, ancient titans stir, forgotten sects rise from the shadows, and primordial beasts long thought extinct awaken. The heavens will bear witness as Raikai and Shinryu defy the gods—or die trying. In an age where flesh is reforged into iron and weapons evolve alongside the soul—two brothers will challenge destiny itself!

He may have lost his memories, but he hasn't forgotten the warmth of her touch. Camilla Brentwood seemed to have it all. His love, his ring, and a promise of forever. She enjoyed all that until a stormy night changed everything. Billionaire Andrew Millers awakens from a coma with no memory of the woman who once held his heart. Instead, he finds Tanis, Camilla’s best friend who has now become a clever imposter, claiming his affection, his identity, and soon… his surname. Caught in a harsh web of lies and deceit, Camilla must battle not just for the truth, but for the man who once cherished only her. But how do you win back a heart that doesn’t recognize you… and doesn’t believe you? As secrets unfold, old passions reignite, and betrayal cuts deeper than ever, Camilla teeters on the brink of obsession and redemption. In this relentless struggle of love and memory—who will he ultimately choose when his heart starts to remember what his mind has forgotten? Excerpt (Teaser): "You look at me like we ‘ve shared something… something deep between us." Camilla's voice quivered, yet she remained steady. Her eyes locked onto his, caught in the whirlwind of feelings that had been building within her since the moment he forgot her. Andrew "Drew" Millers, the man who once ignited her passion and stirred her heart, stood mere inches away. His smoky eyes and tempting lips were unchanged, but now they felt empty. Frigid. Still, there was a flicker behind his lashes—something unspoken and unsettling. He took a step closer. His cologne enveloped her, dark leather mingled with memories of forbidden nights. His presence filled the air, making it hard to breathe, hard to think. "Do I know you?" he asked, his voice a smooth, low rasp that had once made her weak in the knees. Now, it felt like a sharp blade. Camilla's breath caught in her throat. Her fingers clenched at her sides. "You used to explore every part of me with your hands," she murmured, searching his expression. "You called me your home... your everything….. we imagined a future together" His jaw tightened. She pressed on. "You once said," she continued, her voice now a fierce whisper, “that even if you lost your memory, your body would still long for mine before your mind could catch up.” Silence hung heavily between them. Then his gaze fell to her lips. He moved without thinking, or perhaps it was the instinct that drove him. One hand cradled her jaw, while the other gripped her waist as if he were relearning how to breathe. And then… He kissed her. Passionately. Desperately. Like instinct had finally broken free. Tanis's voice cut through the moment like a sharp knife. "Drew!" He pulled away from Camilla as if he had been scorched, but his breath was uneven, and his pupils were wide. "What the hell was that?" he demanded. Camilla's smile was tinged with sadness. "That," she replied softly, "was your soul recalling what your mind has forgotten." [Add to collection to see what Tanis does next—and why Drew finds himself calling out Camilla’s name in his sleep the following night… with Tanis lying right next to him, making him question everything… especially the woman he believes he’s about to marry.]

In the cold abyss beyond the last known stars, something waits. Watching. Hunting. Commander Aelric Voss and his crew barely survive a catastrophic encounter in the Wraith Belt, escaping only to find themselves drifting in the black-power failing, life support dwindling, and something far worse lurking in the void. When an ancient entity begins stalking them, picking off survivors one by one, they realize this is no ordinary anomaly. Dr. Selene Kael, haunted by the horrors of her past, knows the signs all too well. The Crying Room. A nightmare she barely survived. A nightmare that's beginning to feel eerily familiar. As she fights to keep her mind intact, a new question arises-what if this thing isn't just killing them? What if it's learning from them? Meanwhile, Rita Varin, the wife of a lost crewmember, discovers a terrifying connection between Voss's past and the ever-growing mystery of the mother ships-massive vessels producing endless resources with no clear origin. If they're going to survive, they must uncover the truth hidden in the darkness. But some truths should never be found. With time running out and nowhere left to run, the last seven survivors must face an unspeakable force that has existed long before them-and will outlast them all. Stay in the light. Or be lost to the void.

The whisper in the dark, the veins beneath the leather, the pulse of something not quite human—yes, I saw the way your eyes lingered on the Book. You felt it too, didn’t you? Let me offer you a word of advice. This is not a tale of heroes. Nor of redemption. This is the story of a whisper—a lie so convincing it becomes truth, a truth so heavy it breaks the mind. Our protagonist—if you dare call him that—is Silas Mortis, wearing the name of a future catastrophe. No prophecy sings of him. No light shines his path. He walks not toward glory, but toward ruin wrapped in silk and secrets. He did not transmigrate with cheat systems or golden fingers. No heavenly blessings. No plot armor. Only a Book that whispers… and a fate far crueler than any god could author. But perhaps, that is his true power. To lie. To twist. To whisper. Not with swords or spells… but with words that echo into the soul, with truths that devour sanity, and half-truths that turn kings into monsters. Silas is not a savior. He is the rumor you dismiss until it becomes reality. He is the footnote in another’s story… who quietly rewrites the entire book. And the book? Ah yes… the Book that should not exist. It is not his servant. It is not his master. The author of despair. You thought this was just a scream in the night? No, dear reader. This was the book of unraveling. Welcome to the Whisperer’s Tale. And remember— Not everything whispered into your ear… is meant to be heard.

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet: "I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf." "You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles." "But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.' Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

After drowning in a swimming pool, Randy awakens in an oriental fantasy world, transmigrated as Hu Shengyi, the youngest son of a humble family. In his new life, Hu Shengyi possesses a weak and pale body, an ungraceful face and a small penis. He hoped that this transmigration would be an opportunity to start his life anew, the darkness of depression enveloped him, even with the unconditional love of his mother and older sisters. Unable to cultivate magical abilities or develop powers, Hu Shengyi decides to end his life. But just before he takes the final step, a mysterious message appears, like something out of a video game: “Welcome to the Onahole System.” [Additional Tags] Anal - BBW - BDSM - Big Ass - Big Breasts - Blowjob - Chastity Belt - Cuckold - Dark Skin - Dickgirl on Male - Dual Cultivation - Femdom - Foursome - Full-packaged Futanari - Futaket - Futanari - Gilf - Glasses - Group Handjob - Hardcore - Huge Breasts - Incest - Milf - NTR - Threesome - Young & Mature.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind. "Is there magic in this world?" Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No." "But there are miracles." "What are miracles?" "A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit." The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder." "Magic!" Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!" "No." His uncle said, "These are truly miracles." Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

Apprentice, go down the mountain and seek your senior sister, let her teach you the art of bone-setting and to promote Taoist magic. Chu Yi's wish was finally fulfilled, girls! Here I come! It's just that...

"Reincarnation? Rebirth? Regression?" A hollow laugh slipped past my lips. "What bullshit." Reincarnated on earth after his first death. Reborn again only to lose everything he died once again. Julian desired freedom, unable to resist the terror of the seven devils trying to dominate the world. Julian regressed a week before the special Full-World Virtual MMORPG game, Avalon's Fall, was released and changed the fate of humankind. Julian was given another chance to live. The new VR UNIT gave players a more realistic experience. Inside the game, the players could touch, taste and smell things like the real world. Although the creator remained a mystery, Julian knew its true purpose: to evolve, improve, and prepare humankind for war against an insidious foe. Seven Devils would soon descend on Earth, causing the game world and reality to merge, and the first devil would appear in less than a month after his regression. 'Humanity cannot last longer than a decade, more than 90% will die in a year.' Julian's heart pounded like a hammer—two failed lives under his belt. Now he would face the same Devil who stole everything he ever loved or cared about with a single swing of its gigantic sword. But this time would be different... Somehow, after being blessed by the goddess Solaria, he gained a unique class and evolutionary path that differed from what he knew. He somehow entered the game world, after the devils destroyed it. A realm of nightmare where death was almost certain! [◊ Welcome to Avalon—After the Fall! ◊] [◊ Class Gained: Shadow Mancer (SSSR) ◊] [◊ To the heir of shadows who returned to this fallen kingdom ◊] [◊ Raise your fallen kin and take back your world! ◊] 'What?' No longer the same class or type of evolved he became a mage-type, summoning the souls of the dead to create shadow minions. Despite his confusion, Julian focused on the future... he wouldn't let Sena die, or lose everything like the past and thus he set forth, aiming to kill the first Devil. Little did he know that his title carried a significant meaning and one day, he would stand above those who ruined his past, and define their fates. The Heir of Shadows The 13th Divine —------ Please show your support. I am competing in the WSA 2025 Competition with this novel. For questions and images, add my Author Discord: https://discord.gg/95KPzwhXrD

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

With the Heavenly Medical Skills and Peerless Martial Arts under his belt, his master had made him descend the mountain to become a live-in son-in-law, all to temper his character! And his wife was an ice queen, who wouldn't even let him touch her, always wearing a cold expression and even expecting him to fetch water for her footbaths! Now, three years had gone by, and the agreed period had come to an end. Surprisingly, the ice queen of a wife decisively asked for a divorce. But the moment he stepped out of the civil affairs office, he found six stunning beauties standing at the door, whose loveliness made even her feel inferior! The ice queen of a wife, "President Su! You, why are you here?" His senior sister, Su Yumei, "I'm here to pick up my little junior brother! Your former husband!"

Before Zoro's recruitment, Monkey D. Luffy crossed paths with a young man named Dikun Silver — a master of twin daggers, a cunning strategist, and a man of unmatched intelligence. Though initially hesitant to join a pirate crew, Dikun was drawn to Luffy's unwavering resolve and grand dream. Recognizing Luffy’s potential, he pledged his loyalty and became the Vice-Captain of the Straw Hat Pirates. While Luffy sought to gather a small crew of ten, Dikun believed in the power of strategy and numbers. Understanding the dangers of the Grand Line, he secretly expanded the crew’s strength by recruiting and training foot soldiers — a disciplined force devoted to protecting Luffy’s dream. To the world, Dikun was known as a silent commander who avoided combat, relying solely on tactics to outsmart his enemies. Marines and rival pirates underestimated him, believing he was no more than a frail tactician. But what they failed to realize was that Dikun Silver had simply never encountered a foe worthy of witnessing his true strength. When forced to fight, he unleashed a devastating prowess that rivaled even the most notorious pirates. In truth, Dikun’s power surpassed Luffy’s when he fought without restraint — a fact he kept hidden to ensure the world continued underestimating him. Yet, Dikun’s strength was not what made him invaluable. His loyalty to Luffy, his unwavering bond with the Straw Hats, and his belief in their shared dream cemented his role as the crew’s silent protector. His only ambition was to become the Greatest Commander in the World, ensuring that no force could stand in the way of Luffy’s path to becoming the Pirate King. This is the untold story of Dikun Silver, the Vice-Captain of the Straw Hat Pirates, and the Silent Commander who changed the tides of the Grand Line forever.

In a future where the Inter-Continental Alliance (I-CA) strives to maintain a fragile peace amidst a planet teeming with threats, Rear Admiral Amelia Valerie stands as a beacon of resilience and leadership. Tasked with defending the I-CA High Command on the Moon, Valerie is thrust into the epicenter of a looming conflict that threatens to unravel the very fabric of their civilization. Valerie's journey is marked by her struggle to balance duty and morality. As she navigates through treacherous political landscapes and faces enigmatic adversaries like the formidable 'Sins', she grapples with decisions that could either save or doom her people. The sudden appearance of a colossal entity near the mining stations around the asteroid belt exacerbates the instability within the I-CA. This mysterious entity poses an existential threat that Valerie must decode and confront. Amidst the escalating tension, Valerie's leadership is tested as she attempts to communicate and negotiate with this new adversary, all while managing internal dissent and the constant pressure from higher-ups. Her strategic mind and calm demeanor in the face of total annihilation reflect her seasoned experience, but the emotional toll of her decisions weighs heavily on her. As alliances shift and hidden agendas come to light, Valerie finds herself questioning the very foundations of the I-CA and her role within it. With the fate of humanity hanging in the balance, Valerie must harness her inner strength and the support of her loyal crew to navigate the perils ahead and awaken a new dawn for her people. "Ascension: The Awakening" is a gripping tale of courage, loyalty, and the relentless pursuit of peace in a universe on the brink of chaos. Through Valerie's eyes, readers are drawn into a world where the line between right and wrong is blurred, and the true cost of leadership is revealed.

``` Debt, economic decline, immigration; hippies, anti-government, freedom. At the end of the 1980s, a wave of change encompassed a country boy from the Rust Belt. As the gate for upward mobility was on the verge of closing, he struggled to move forward. College, Silicon Valley, entrepreneurship; HP, Apple, Microsoft. To become part of the 1%, or even 0.1%, he sacrificed a lot, but also gained a lot. ```

A cosmic event involving an artifact like cube crafted by an ancient Martian civilization has created a supernatural barrier called the Sky Wall, which divides future Japan into three literal, and figurative regions, Touto, Hokuto, and Seito. Along with creating a complex split between the three, the event has brought with it legions of creatures dubbed Smash down onto the country, who chase and attack citizens on sight. Sento Kiryu, having lost his memory, is found and sheltered by a enigmatic cafe owner named Soichi Isurugi who gives him a belt called the Build Driver that gives him the ability to turn into Kamen Rider Build, which he uses to fight the Smash in his own way. Sento learns that his forgotten past is connected to the events of the Sky Wall Disaster. In his search for the truth about his past and a solution to the current crisis, Sento makes several friends who also gain the ability to transform and battle with him, acquires several adversaries who fight back at his attempts to save everyone, and is pushed to figure out who is on what side, and what the sides even are or mean! Fan adapted Novel following the Show "Kamen Rider Build" as closely as possible.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176

An animated spy series about three teenagers from Las Angeles who live double lives as spies working for The Secret Organization of Teenaged Spies (SOOTS). Their boss, Sally, gives them their missions to solve worldwide and the gadgets that would help them on their tasks to stop bad guys and save the world. Sally even designed their black spy suits, which include disguise belts and communicator watches they never take off, even when they're not wearing their black spy suits.

Everyone warns me to stay away from Asher Cross—the school's infamous bad boy with a past as dark as his leather jacket. But what they don’t know is that I’m the one with the real secret. Years ago, I took something from him. Not money. Not love. Something far worse. His little sister. It was an accident, but that doesn’t matter. Nothing I do can ever bring her back. So I’ve spent my life pretending to be the perfect daughter, the straight-A student, the good girl who never steps out of line. Because if Asher ever finds out the truth… he’ll never forgive me. But fate is cruel, and the boy I once knew—the sweet one who used to chase fireflies with me—is gone. In his place is someone hardened by pain, someone drawn to me for all the wrong reasons. When our worlds collide again, I try to resist, but Asher is dangerous, intoxicating, and worst of all... he's starting to remember. And once he does, will he love me—or destroy me?

At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy! But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out. And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…

Andy Collins, a 27-year-old office worker from New York and a notorious womanizer, is inexplicably transported to a medieval fantasy world where non-magical men are enslaved. Captured by hunters, Andy is forced into a brothel that exclusively serves women, where he is made to perform sex acts. What initially excites him as a chance to continue his lustful lifestyle quickly turns to horror as he faces the brutal reality of his new existence. This is a wild, unhinged tale like no other, where a man is thrust into an existential battle, torn between forbidden pleasures and the grim truth of his new life. [Additional Tags] Ahegao - Anal - Anal Intercourse - BBW - BDSM - Big Ass - Big Breasts - Blowjob - Bride - Chastity Belt - Creampie - Cunnilingus - Domination Loss - Femdom - Foursome - Gilf - Hardcore - Huge Breasts - Incest - Lingerie - Milf - Reverse Rape - Squirting - Stockings - Threesome - Unusual Pupils - Young & Mature

(BOYS' LOVE) When Tai Yang, a young, handsome yet introverted scientist gets hauled into one of the alternate Universes (by a dog-eared man claiming that staying on Earth would kill him), four things become especially clear. One: his black belt in karate is useless against the strange, magical, anime-looking spells of the alternate world. Two: he needs to stop getting lured into human birdcages even if there is 4-ply toilet paper in them. Three, Prince Li Jun is an asshole on Earth and in the alternate universe too! Desperately trying to return to his world, Tai Yang manages to escape several times. The problem? He keeps bringing the annoying Prince back to Earth with him where another Li Jun already exists! And after a while, it seems Prince Li Jun has gotten too fond of having him as a personal bird-cage advisor to let him escape to Earth easily, making Tai Yang's life even harder. But his behavior starts to change; why? Is Li Jun really only keeping him around for relationship advice? Or does the late-night sight-seeing, and attempts to make him immortal mean something? What do the close proximities, hand-holding, and stares mean? The fourth thing that becomes clear to Tai Yang is that he has to disappear before he actually falls for that narcissistic Prince who seems to have no intention of catching him. ...Or does he? Join Tai Yang to find out!

The year is 5244, and humanity has been on pause. Despite centuries of technological advancements, society has stagnated, glued to their phones. Knowledge, ambition, and human connection have crumbled. SOB442 a 12 year old.Is different. A self-proclaimed genius in a sea of mindless phone addicts, he feels like the last person alive who craves something more—knowledge, purpose, meaning. In a world where even his family barely looks up from their devices, SOB442’s only friend is TFR100, a friend so absorbed in tech he barely knows how to speak.But everything changes the day they stumble upon a mysterious object in TFR’s basement: a “slab” unlike anything they’ve ever seen. Made of leather and filled with strange, thin sheets—paper—it carries a title: The Adventures of Shawn and Tucker. To SOB442, it’s not just a curiosity; it’s a relic from a forgotten era, a key to uncovering humanity’s lost history. Determined to uncover the truth behind the slab, SOB442 embarks on a quest to learn what the book holds and why it was buried in a world that’s forgotten how to read. Along the way, he’ll face resistance from a society that sees no value in the past, a government that thrives on ignorance, and his own doubts about whether one kid can reignite the spark of human curiosity. In a world where everyone is online, can one boy reconnect humanity to the stories that made it human?

In a chamber where shadows dance with flame, there lies a book with no author's name bound in leather, stitched with time its pages pulse with tales unsaid.

Zedit was a normal person, slightly overweight, friend–and girlfriend–less, and always short of sleep. The little achievement he had under his belt was launching a nuclear missile toward Chine from Jepan when one of his favourite airing anime got cancelled due to some stupid policies. Of course, he didn't actually launch a missile, he just hacked the radars into thinking like he had. Another small merit he had was slightly disturbing the world economy when his snob-nosed uncle that always had shit in his mouth flaunted about investing in some stocks. He now made sure to throw a few pennies his way whenever he sees him around. Was Zedit normal? Yes, a normal human boy. Was Zedit maybe a genius? Yes, the greatest hacker to have ever been born! Haunting the world with his mischief, and being hunted by the governments worldwide with not a trace of his existence known by them, Zedit, the self-proclaimed "Slightly Mischievous Normal Hacker", dies in his sleep after being heart-broken at the heroine in the anime not ending up with the character he wanted. That was merely the starting, as after finding himself bored in the waiting line of the dead, he starts tweaking with the Codes that were binding him there.

While researching something the lab exploded and Felix Gray found himself in a whole other world worried about what to do in a world which was even more ancient then the ancient times recorded in interstellar history Felix heard a voice of someone asking him to save it. Save who he was the one who had his whole world changed. The little prince Felix has decided he wasn't going to do child labor and save somebody who couldn't even be seen and nobody could make him do it. That resolve lasted until Felix saw him. The strongest warrior with a mean face who took him home and fed the poor child some food. The annoying voice was once again heard saying if you don't save me the warrior will die. This threat made Felix extremely angry tightening his leather skirt and holding his full belly Felix went to save his man and saved the world along the way. Now comes the toughest job to convince the man that Felix is not his son but his husband. Hmm he likes the challenge.

Bound for the Stars: My AI-NOVA, My Only Hope A gamma-ray burst wipes out Earth in an instant. Rhett Calder, the last surviving human, escapes into deep space with only a failing ship and an advanced AI assistant, NOVA. With no home to return to, survival is no longer just an option—it’s a necessity. Drifting in the asteroid belt, he starts from nothing, forging the foundations of a new civilization. Controlled nuclear fusion, cryogenic sleep, and world-dominating weapons—each breakthrough brings him closer to absolute power. As the centuries pass in the blink of an eye, he rises from a lone survivor to a galactic conqueror, expanding his reach across the stars. But the universe is far from merciful. Hostile alien civilizations. Unfathomable cosmic entities. The silent, crushing weight of eternity. As he pushes the limits of science and evolution, he realizes that true dominance requires more than just technology—it demands transcendence. Live long enough, and the universe will bow before you. But when you surpass time itself… what comes next?

Emily, usually cautious and reserved, finds herself at a trendy bar celebrating a friend's birthday. After a few drinks, she meets a charming and handsome stranger, Jack. They lock eyes, and the chemistry is undeniable. As the night wears on, Emily's inhibitions fade, and she succumbs to Jack's flirtations. They share a passionate night, but the next morning, Emma regrets her impulsive decision. As she quickly gathers her belongings and prepares to leave, Jack shows no signs of remorse or attachment. Emma realizes she's just another notch on his belt. She left in anger feeling used. She vow not to cross path with him ever again, only to find out the next day Jack is her new boss at her place of work.

n the tangled time streams of New York City, a hidden museum holds a secret operation. I followed Lila through the intricate timelines, her black leather jacket reflecting eerie glow under neon lights.

When the blood-red moonlight soaks the window lattice for the third time, you will find that black leather-bound manual by your bedside. The gilded cover is printed with an upside-down cross, and the ink on the inner pages gives off a sweet and pungent smell like rotten flesh - welcome to the Survivor's Safe Zone, where every rule is a blade coated with honey. Can you escape?