Funtime Foxy Plush

*Fast paced fast slapping modern novel* Jiang AiLin, known as Miss Fox. Why was she called as Miss Fox? It's because she had killed someone while pretending to be the only daughter of the famous Jiang Family. It turns out, from a young age she was pretending to be the daughter of Jiang Family. When her identity was revealed, instead of apologizing she burned the whole house of the Jiang Family, causing for someone to be killed inside the fire! Heinous! Heinous! Everyone in Beijing had at least heard of this story once, especially the socialites who look down on her for being a Foxy woman whose true self was merely filled with hatred. But that woman had walked out of the prison after serving for six years. And... And she had caught the best bachelor as her lover! The eldest son of the Li Family, Li ZiChen. But she didn't come alone. She had came back with a revenge plan, to pay blood with blood. Yet why does this man knowing the people she had killed still agree to love her?!

The East+[Shelter + Management + Apocalypse Rotation + Steady Male Protagonist] The apocalypse game has descended upon humanity, throwing the world into chaos. People are randomly assigned shelters across the globe, and every month, apocalyptic disasters rotate like clockwork: searing heat, unrelenting cold, meteor showers, mutant plants, and rampaging monsters. Survival hinges on venturing out to scavenge resources, battling the elements, and upgrading shelters to withstand an onslaught of catastrophes. Yi Bai is just another player in this brutal game—or so it seems. But soon, he discovers that his shelter talent is unlike any other. [Homebody’s Paradise (SSS-Class)]: For every day spent in his shelter, Yi Bai receives critical survival rewards tailored to his needs. The higher his shelter level, the better the rewards. “A top-tier talent! I can get stronger just by staying at home?” While others are fighting tooth and nail outside their shelters—battling monsters, scouring for food, and struggling to survive—Yi Bai is quietly turning his shelter into the ultimate fortress. Resources, weapons, food, and equipment pour in effortlessly. His Sealy bed? Supreme comfort. The S-Class combat beauty awarded to him? Lounging by his side. Apocalypse resources? Stacked so high he can’t even spend them all. With nothing more than patience and a talent for staying put, Yi Bai becomes an unstoppable force. “You call this the apocalypse?” He chuckles, sinking deeper into his plush bed. “This is paradise for homebodies!”

Olá eu sou Darkss vou lhes explicar algumas coisas. A cada cinco capítulo o quinto sempre será uma explicação ou um diálogo e eu os marcarei assim, F para filers e D para diálogos, ok. Existem mais de 1000 raças e espécies de Zhumans ou demi-humans em Azelym. As idades humanas e demicas são diferentes, mas iguais de certa forma ex: 14anos Humano é 140 anos demicos e os números na última casa de unidade é sempre o estado da idade ex: 0 ao 5 é oque seria equivalente a seis meses no ano humano e 6 ao 9 é o mesmo só que no final. Uma curiosidade: você sabia que esse universo todo só foi gerado por causa de um jogo lançado em 2014 de Animatronicos bolados, sim é fnaf, ele foi a fagulha para isso. Diário de apolo é oque eu posso dizer do universo absoluto do mundo de Azelym. Os cinco lendários e o primeiro Roxy, Mileny, Merlym, Evil e Trixy Foxy o pirata. O planeta Azelym atualmente orbita a Terra de uma forma não natural, ex: ele orbita dando um giro de 360 graus em seu eixo e um órbita de 180 graus na órbita da terra, resumindo azelym nunca entra na frente da terra cobrindo a luz do sol, mas tem vezes que ela fica lado a lado da terra orbitando o mesmo eixo em volta do sol. Azelym é um planeta consciente e tem um corpo físico dentro dele vivendo na floresta. Bom, por enquanto é só isso, agora curta a história e boa leitura.

COUNT OF SILTHS MANOR FOUND DEAD! Alexus Smith checks newspapers daily in wait because he knows one day, that will be headlines and frankly no one will be surprised. Count Alexus: Specialist murder fiend, and sorcerer it's not common to have him around but it's less common to have such a situation as magic deaths in a realm with the third lowest magic use. Yet magic and murder cases had been on the rise and Alexus had his hands full, working with a suspicious, foxy investigator isn't helping either. In attempt to balance out the crime wheel again and to have a night off finally, he dives deeper into a hole of mysteries and devious plans. Alexus believes that his death might be the least for worry when he's findings start haunting and revealing secrets that run deep into the human realm, and questions the truth of human existence

Are you nervous?" he asks, breaking the silence that has settled between us. I shook my head, trying to push aside the anxious thoughts that are swirling in my head. This is what I wanted, isn't it? To give into the passion that's been building between us? But as we step into the luxurious hotel room, I can't help but feel out of place. The plush bedding, the high-end amenities, everything screams wealth and privilege. And here I am, a struggling waitress who can barely make ends meet. But Syd doesn't seem to notice my discomfort. He pulls me into his arms, his lips finding mine with an intensity that takes my breath away. His hands roam over my body, igniting a fire within me that I never knew existed. I moan against his lips, lost in the moment. Every touch, every kiss, feels like a rebellion against the world that tries to keep us apart. For once, I feel like I have control over my life, over my desires. As we move together in a rhythm that's as old as time, I know that this moment won't last forever. But for now, I'm content to lose myself in the passion and intensity that Syd brings out in me. In that moment, nothing else matters. Not the contract that brought us together, not the obstacles that stand in our way. All that matters is the way he makes me feel, the way he holds me close as if nothing else exists in the world.

Rieze woke up in a different place, a study room filled with books and sentences he hardly understood. He found out that he is currently residing in the body of a cannon fodder villain, Lucien Clissen. Rieze have no desires to live anymore. So, he decides to act like 'usual'. But the problem is why is it so hard to keep his job appropriately done?! His death will lead the Villain (his son) to accompany the protagonist to save the world and betray the protagonist. Just why?! The plot isn't moving! He needs to die! Just let me die! His 18-years old son keeps preventing him from going to the battlefield and his 15-years old daughter is pushing all the ladies away from him. Valcian Clissen: Father, those weakling monsters are not worthy of your time. Leave it to me. Violetta Clissen : Daddy! Stay away from that foxy bastard! She is just a dirty whore. How dare she touch you!

Back to the mother's family was calculated, ended up reputation lost, become abandoned concubine to the mountain, lingering sick bed died a wake up before the two memories, just know that everything is a conspiracy! With a past life memory and in the modern life of her life, she decided that this princess is not appropriate! Be the prince's mother, the most noble woman in the world! You know, no man can't be seduced! A woman's body, her face is a bargaining chip. She twisted waist branch to high above the ninety-five relatives respect, charming smile looked at the people holding the world. Everyone says Gu is an abandoned woman, to reputation no reputation, what to nothing, you should die well, to help everyone. Hate to dare to tempt the emperor, shameless, shameless, who wants such a woman? The emperor is so wise, clean, who will want such a woman! All waiting to see the joke. What makes people surprised is that their wise emperor actually finally asked for this foxy son not to say, and later brought into the palace. Pet in the arms, pain in the bones, can be said to contain are afraid of. What a princess!

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

Gabrielle Lockwood's aspiration for a quiet life with her test tubes and vials takes a turn for the worse when she becomes the target of a group of werewolves due to her research. So, when the handsome Sebastian offers to protect her, Gabby finds it hard to turn him down. However, Sebastian is more than his chiseled form; he is part of an Elite Group of Lycans that will do everything to protect the secrets of Aetheria. Sebastian Devereux is determined to prove to his father that he can lead the Night Riders, a group of Lycans whose existence is considered a legend. So when his father asks him to seduce a mere human, Sebastian agrees without hesitation. Except the woman comes in the form of a small, sarcastic scientist who likes to question everything. A small package of a human being who seems more interested in dissecting him than falling for his charms! What starts as a straightforward assignment becomes a complex dance as Gabrielle's inquisitive nature delves into Sebastian's world. It's all fun and games until a predator starts hunting Gabrielle. Now Sebastian must make a choice: continue his mission and become the leader of Night Riders or protect her with all his heart and soul. ....... Excerpt "I can hear your heartbeat, Gabby," he uttered, his voice deep and husky. Gabby immediately frowned, unimpressed. "What are you insinuating, Mr. Devereux?" she steadied her voice, trying her best not to show the desire that sent shivers down her spine. The thought of him pinning her against the wall almost made her spiral, but she knew this would not end well—for both of them. Instead of giving her an answer, he took a step towards her. "I knew you wanted me, just as I wanted you," he said. Gabby pursed her lips as she tried to take in the small distance between them. She lifted her gaze and stared at his silver-gray eyes. "You must be losing your mind, Mr. Devereux. Being confident is one thing; being arrogant is laughable. Not everyone wearing a skirt likes to spend time in your bed." Some of them wanted to see how fast his wounds heals, she thought as she convinced herself that she was here to study... him. He chuckled, amusement flashing in his eyes. "One, you are not wearing a skirt. Two, I do not want you to spend time in my bed." His gaze darkened as he took another step towards her. "I want you here, right now, in the middle of my office—on my table, on that plush couch, the shower, and against the wall. The bed is for resting, Gabby and trust me, I want to do a lot of things with you, and not one of them involves resting in my bed."

Eric Thompson, a simple twenty-two year old bum with a simple life, has found himself in a conundrum. He has found himself transported to an unfamiliar world, with a fate heavier than the heavens thrust into his arms. "You are the sole successor of our lineage. On your shoulders rests our fate. You must not fail." Hearing these words, seeing this world, and living this life. None of it was what Eric expected when he laid down on his plush futon the night before. Can he handle the changes and push through? Or will he break and fail, dooming everyone and everything?

‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’ ________ Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li. Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words. He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile. The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all. And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards. _______________ [Excerpt] The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form. Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare. The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise. “My King! My King, please! Please spare me!” He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore. He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier. He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.” _________ Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes [FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]

*art in cover not mine. no copyright infringement intended* Once when she was young, Temari sneaked out to fulfill her dream to see the world outside the walls of the orphanage where she grew up. It was the night when King Maximus died. In that expedition she met a boy a few years older than her. They were young but their connection was strong. Before they part ways they promised to see each other again. They never did. Ten years later, Temari is now an infamous thief, known for fulfilling the requests of rich clientele. This time a mysterious client came to her. She was tasked to steal her greatest bounty to date: a royal family heirloom. Getting caught means automatic death. Just in time for her new adventure, the Kingdom of Mowsland opened the castle doors for women of marriageable age. It is time for the crown prince to choose his future wife. Temari took this opportunity to infiltrate the castle and steal the royal heirloom. Pretending to be one of the women vying to become a princess, she met Rhys Mospick, the crown prince of Mowsland – and the boy she once met when she was young. Stuck in the drama of the competition to become the next queen and confused because of her heated encounters with the crown prince, Temari realized that this mission is more dangerous than she thought. Danger is in every corner of the castle hallways and a shadow has been lurking in the dark, watching her every move. When Temari learned that her mission is actually not just a simple act of theft, that she was just a pawn in a more complicated scheme … it was too late. note: this is a royal romance story with fantasy and adventure. But I would like to inform the readers that this is going to be romance focused. THERE WILL BE CHEMISTRY AND TENSION AND SEXY TIMES ALONG THE WAY *********** ~EXCERPT~ “YOU ENTERED THE WRONG ROOM, MY LADY." Temari felt like a bucket of ice was thrown at her. She froze and her stomach clenched painfully when she heard that voice. She looked at the direction where it came from but it was too dark for her to see anything. “W-where are you?” “Where are you, not who are you, huh. Either you recognize my voice or you know whose room you entered without permission,” he commented. Temari gasped at the implication of his words. “I didn’t enter this room thinking that you will be here! I just…” “Got lost again?” Before she could think of a good excuse, she already saw a shadow move from the darkness. She stopped breathing when she finally saw the Crown Prince walking like a panther toward her, quiet but predatory. Temari’s eyes widened when the light of the lone candle in the corner of the room finally illuminated him. Rhys got rid of his extravagant prince outfit from the royal ball. His shoulder-length blond hair is wet, most of the strands were sticking to the sides of his face and neck. He looked like he just finished his bath. Not only because of his wet hair but because he was only wearing a long white robe, silk pants and nothing else. He was also barefoot. The robe was loosely tied on his waist so his whole muscled chest and abs were exposed. The pants were too thin and hanging low on his hips. Every time he takes a step forward, the material of his pants hugs his thick thighs and – “Loving what you see?” the Crown Prince asked mockingly. Temari quickly lifted her gaze to his face. “Not at all, Your Highness.” Rhys smirked but his forest green eyes remained cold and cruel. “Lying doesn’t suit a well-bred aristocrat’s daughter, my lady.” That was the problem, isn’t it? Temari is not a well-bred lady. She is an orphan and an infamous thief.

As a house cat, Starlight has the easy life with Twolegs, but from time to time she dreams of living in the forest. Some dreams come true, hers did. She now has lived two very different life styles, one with her friends and family back at her former owner's house and one in the wild with her clan. As she isn’t clan-born, the struggles to continue to live in the forest are growing by the second. However, not being clan-born isn’t going to stop her from becoming the best warrior in the forest, and maybe even leader. Who knows what adventures she and 4 clans will have next only StarClan knows!

"Don't you just look so ravishing?" With a smile on her face, she teased the young ger. "Y-you……………" With a hot face, the young ger failed to say anything as he glanced at the shameless fermar who happened to be his partner. "Can't you see that he is so shy, Lord husband?" A melodious female voice joined in with a giggle, then others joined in. "We should let the youngest feel comfortable otherwise he will run away before the honeymoon phase comes to an end!" "Do you think that after receiving **** from our Lord husband, any one of us will just pack up and leave?" The room was filled with laughing, the peace was palpable, and even the young ger who had just been teased felt at ease. Who can escape the grips of Alita, a foxy, sneaky fermar? Growing up in a new world, a new era where things were not the same as they were before. The intergalactic age began after the apocalypse that devastated the planet and reduced it to ashes. Growing up on a little star just big enough to be a city, Alita had a grandiose goal to go and live on Eartha, the new Earth after the catastrophe, marry a lot of wives, have a stadium full of kids, and most importantly, let her family live comfortably. And the opportunity to make that dream true was given to her when she finally …..... Read the book to find out more....

Shattered Reflections" is a captivating novel that delves into the life of Anna, a successful writer who returns to her hometown after a prolonged absence. Seeking solace and a fresh start, Anna anticipates a smooth transition. However, she soon discovers that her new life in her hometown is more challenging than she could have ever imagined. As Anna navigates her way through the familiar yet transformed landscape of her childhood town, she faces unexpected hurdles and setbacks. The novel explores themes of identity, personal growth, and the complexities of relationships. Anna grapples with the contrast between her nostalgic memories of the town and the reality she now faces. With her writing career as her anchor, Anna immerses herself in her work, finding solace and purpose in the stories she creates. Despite her literary success, she wrestles with the pressures of living up to expectations and battling self-doubt. Anna's journey serves as a powerful exploration of the creative process and the delicate balance between personal fulfillment and external validation. Amidst her personal struggles, Anna is confronted with an anonymous and increasingly menacing series of letters. The mysterious sender seems to hold a deep grudge against her, forcing her to confront her past and confront the consequences of her actions. These letters instill fear and paranoia within Anna, challenging her sanity and pushing her to the brink. As the plot unfolds, Anna becomes determined to uncover the identity of her tormentor. In her quest for answers, she uncovers buried secrets and confronts the darker side of her hometown. The suspense builds as Anna's desperation intensifies, and the line between reality and imagination blurs. In a surprising turn of events, Anna finally confronts the person responsible for the letters. Their encounter forces her to confront her own shortcomings, leading to an unexpected path of redemption, forgiveness, and personal growth. Along the way, Anna discovers the resilience of the human spirit and the power of healing wounds from the past. Ultimately, "Shattered Reflections" is a compelling tale of self-discovery, resilience, and the pursuit of inner peace. It explores the complexities of human relationships, the impact of our choices, and the potential for redemption and transformation. The novel serves as a reminder that our pasts shape us but do not define us, and that true healing and self-acceptance are attainable even in the face of adversity.

«What is it that you want from me?» ~ May «Everything, little rabbit. Everything.» ~ Senator Christopher Lindt. Among all the people who could find out May's secret, why did it have to be Senator Lindt, her grandfather's main opponent? And why does he seem intentioned of maintaining her secret instead of using it for his gain? Delivered to his house like a package with a note attached, she finds herself in front of a choice: running away from Chris Lindt and forgetting about him, or staying to understand why does her heart beat faster when he's in the same room. Is it just because he's charming, powerful, and has a deadly foxy grin? Christopher Lindt, the young leader of the opposition, loves challenges. The rebel girl delivered to him as a gift from a local mafia lord is indeed a challenge: the Prime minister's granddaughter and, at the same time, a warrior against her own family. As they know each other better, more mysteries resurface after years of silence: from May's father's death to the way the leader of the rebels predicts the future. This is a CEO-romance-like story, with a little political intrigue enriched by sci-fi and family secrets. WARNINGS: Smut content. This ML is the most cunning of all my MLs, so be careful around him. I don't own the cover image, credits to the artists.

Wealthy and beautiful Angela thinks no one will ever know about her dark, terrible past. Being thrown out by her stepdad and having no place to go, she is forced to do things for survival. "After developing an application that made her rich, she becomes a popular figure; of course, everyone wants a piece of the pie, even the person who hates you the most." Angela never for a moment thought someone would threaten to expose her. Now she's being given the alternative. You will do as I say or pay the price. Her past has reared its ugly head. Angela has to find the blackmailer and deal with him by whatever means. Run Angela screamed Jessica as Angela sprinted through the woods with wind bustling through the branches of the trees, making the leaves howl in their symphony. Running along the gravel path in the woods makes her realize how intricate the clash between weather and nature can be. Two natural forces are both in harmony and constantly fighting. The rain would come down any second; its distinct smell filled the air. Plush, intertwining clouds pushed their grey front toward where I stood. The trees continued protesting against the wind as it blew their seeds. Maple seeds twirled down, only to get stuck on my clothes and in the creek. Angela stopped by the edge of the river; she placed a hand on her chest, her heart wouldn't stop raging against her rib cage, and she fought to keep silent a small whimper. Her heart was so loud she feared it would give her away; it was so loud in her ears; she thought the creature that used to be someone she once trusted would hear it and tear it from her. "Who is there? She screamed, looking back and hearing footsteps getting closer. Until she stopped and looked back, there stood a man with a mask, holding a knife; who was this person? Being diagnosed with anterograde amnesia made her unable to create new memories; her past kept haunting her. is it the same person who is always killing her in her dreams?

In this book based on the story of five nights at Freddy and located in the second game here we show the character of toy foxy/mangle mindset and day to day before and after possession as well as the mysteries of Freddy’s this story will also show the povs of some workers and children read if you want

Mobil yang ditumpangi hilang kendali, Membawanya jatuh kejurang dalam dan berkabut. Ellina pikir hidupnya hanya akan sampai disana, membawa puncak kejayaannya didunia perfilman mati bersama. Namun, Siapa sangka Ellina justru selamat dan terjebak dengan sekumpulan orang aneh didalam hutan belantara. Ellina harus memikirkan cara bagaimana keluar dari hutan belantara ini sebelum ketua gila dari sekumpulan orang aneh yang mereka panggil Eden, memperistrinya hingga Ellina terjebak ditempat itu selamanya.

A person dies and is reincarnated as Naruto. Instead of going gallivanting about to spread the word of an evil organization or stop one eyed maniacs, he decides to prank the whole Naruto World to think he’s Kakashi from the future ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fics with the “ON HOLD” Label mean they are being rewritten or revised, not essentially on hiatus or put on indefinite hold. In the case of this fic, info on how Kakashi acts, reacts, and such are being taken into account/researched before the rewriting as to make the fact this character is trying to fake being a future Kakashi more believable. While this fic is being rewritten, a better fic that I am much more happy with has had its first chapter written and published with the second on the way. With that, happy speculating on what is to come!

[Novel contains MATURE CONTENT] "Are you here to kill me?" she asked, slowly stepping backwards as she felt her heart pounding wildly against her chest. "It seems that way", came the reply from the figure in black, standing across her, blending into the shadows of her room tonight. Her back soon went against the wall behind her with no more room to manoeuvre. She knew she was no match for him, and resisting was futile; hence she gave up with a bitter smile. She decided to face the inevitable, thinking might as well die with some pride like some sort of poetic gesture. "Alright, let's get it over with then. Make it quick please", she said, looking into those captivating ice-blue eyes of his. She then slightly turned her face away, closing her eyes as she held her breath nervously. "Tell me something", came his demonic lazy seductive voice and she sensed him close in the distance between them. Her eyebrows winced slightly as she felt his touch and opened her eyes to see him raise her chin facing towards him. That devilish attractive face of his wore a teasing smile and was barely a few inches away from her own as she felt his cool breath brush against her own face. The space between them was so close that she could almost feel the warmth of his body since there were barely a few inches of distance between them. Her heart couldn't help but start beating wildly as she felt his fingers caress her cheek and then warmly cup her face his right palm. With his right thumb, he idly brushed her lips taking his sweet time as though he were appreciating its texture and was memorising its curves, and then he slowly said, "If I spare your life…...will you give me your heart?" She looked into those mesmerising ice-cool eyes of his that were now busy gazing at her cherry like lips. But then, at the next instant, she saw his eyes slowly look up into hers and noticed his pupils slowly turn into a hypnotizingly blood-red colour. And then she heard his words murmur like a devil's whisper as his lips approached her own soft one's, "And if I give you my heart, will you give me ......your soul?" ***** Synopsis: Meet Kyra Walker! New Yorker. Orphan and a survivor at heart. Foxy and charming in her own way. A gorgeous independent young woman with dreams and plans of her own, as she tries to make a place for herself in the world. But everything is suddenly turned upside down when Kyra gets knocked out one night on New year's eve and wakes up to find herself in a whole new different place! As Kyra finds herself lost in a whole new chaotic world with her life under threat constantly, not to mention being pursued by a mysterious handsome man as she tries to escape from his devilish self and possessive clutches; Kyra must somehow find her way back home. The only question is- How?! And will she be able to? ***** What you will find within: Badass MC's along with unique side-characters, Romance, Action, a solid unique plot, Comedy, mystery, and of course lots of entertainment! The starting few chapters might seem a little slow and over-detailed to a few, so I hope you will bear with it, since the pace does speed up eventually. ***** Join me on: Instagram- author_jun Discord server- (coming soon) ***** Original work. Contracted to Webnovel exclusively. Please do not copy and post on other malicious fraudulent websites. The credits to the cover solely belongs to the rightful owner. Stay safe, stay healthy! Happy Reading!

In an ancient town of catholic roots in the Pre-War America of 1935, strange events and phenomena often manifest in the worst of their forms. Vanilla Land, a 16 years old outcast and weirdo with access to magical plushes —ancient and powerful totems capable of summoning powerful spirits and powers for its users— loves to explore wicked places, investigate mysteries, and even fight horrid abominations when necessary. And it's in one of these explorations where she suddenly meets her abrupt when she and a powerful apparition destroy each other. The result? A powerful, demonical entity is impressed by her actions and gives her a second opportunity to live again. She must perform a series of tasks for such an entity —not without getting rewarded with more powerful artifacts and plushes— but in the end, everything points out that there's an ancient source of power capable of redefining reality. And she's not the only one trying to reach it... Come and find out all events that Vanilla had to go through in that dying town of supernatural events, eccentric creatures, and unexpected personalities getting in her way. Cover art by cielnoir Instagram/TikTok: @cielnoir.art

She found a way to make her relationship to work out by trapping her husband into a honey bottle! A neat freak, blunt yet hopeless woman and a dumb feminine husband. What else could be worse? •RomCom || Short Story• ~~~ 花开花落你 ( >.• La Serpiente: Foxy Cursed Bride In CEO Ghost's Lair >• Calla Lily: The Eunuch King's Goblin Bride >• Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess

Han Lixia was forced to come back to her home town after six years of studying aboard. Little did she know the reason behind her grand father call is to hand her inheritance from her decreased father to her uncle. Something she already has a guess and she was more than gladly to hand over for equivalent exchange. But, they are away too greedy. Ouyang Jue, handsome, rich and tall. He is the rule of B city. A business mogul that could cover the sky with one hand. Their first encounter was an accident. The second she fell on him from a tree. The third he set her house on fire. ~~~ "You burnt my house. You burnt my bed. So your bed is mine." she said when he gave her a tour on his house. She tried to close the door of the mater bedroom but failed as he held it with one hand. "Then let's share the bed. I don't mind." he said in a light manner. Like he forget that he is a germophobia. A sly smile was played on his gorgeous face. "Let's go to bed, it is alredy late." she opened the door daring him to come in.

(MATURE CONTENT! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) Lin Zeyan is the most ruthless businessman and has a cold personality. He's a prodigy blessed with a Godlike face and wealth like no others. Everyone will bow their heads wherever he goes, men want to be like him and women want to be his queen. "Mm...ah yan, it's not fair. You can go outside mhh ah..stop it, listen to me... ahh," "I'm listening baby girl, but I didn't say my hands will listen too. See they have their own mind,"

She is a bewitching beauty who lures everyone in a mysterious way. A kind soul who brings joy everywhere she goes. But BEWARE..... If you dare mess with her, she will show you her cold and foxy side. He is the most successful and powerful CEO of the country. Though young, he is rough and strong who stays to himself. He is devilishly handsome but has a sensitive and caring heart. The cute little bun is loved by both of them. He is their strength as well as weakness, a weakness that makes them more stronger. What will happen next? A strong woman meets a powerful man. A cute kid. Faceslapping scenes. Power Couple. Let's embark on a journey together to see what holds in the future for them. **** I'm a new cookie in writing world so please support me. I would happily accept reviews and feedback.Thank You. And this story I've posted in other novel and comic reading writing app too( just one app).. So please don't get mistaken because I'm that same person. The entire story is my own point of view. Warning - There are some violent scenes(like sex, fights and killing) and a lot of mature dialogues. Content suitable for 17+ readers only. The cover is not mine. There might be some grammar mistakes so please cope up with me. Please give this novel one chance. I'm sure you'll will like it. Thank You.