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Untouchable Lady Manga

Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?
Chrissie_Swift · 200K Views

My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

So-called Taisu pulse is a form of physiognomy, which can discern nobility and lowliness, foresee auspicious and ominous events, predict misfortune and fortune. Good sir, do you dare to let me feel your pulse? One pulse reading is worth a thousand gold! Look, making money is so easy, isn't it? Ah, phooey! Living two lives, Qin Liuxi's ideal is always to get by without striving for advancement, because in the world, there are always those who are willing to be lazy and not seek progress, and she is fit for such worthless tasks! But when a whole family shows up miserably and pitifully in front of her, Qin Liuxi's days as a slacker are over. Faced with the precarious Qin family in a state of distress, a maid beggar with an empty money box asking for business, Qin Liuxi has no choice but to shoulder the duties of the eldest lady, managing the household, supporting elders, and child-rearing! Qin Liuxi: I clearly got the script as a slacker, who switched it up? A cousin who questions her existence after being scolded by the eldest lady: I feel like the big sister looks at us like we're trouble! Qin Fourth Young Master, who was beaten and taught a lesson by the eldest lady: Be bolder, remove the feeling! Qin Fifth Young Master, who was lectured into a state of introversion by the eldest lady, solemnly counts on his fingers to answer questions about what the big sister is useless at: She can exorcise demons and ghosts, read faces and draw charms, heal and save people. Oh, which one did you ask about? Later, someone asked Qin Liuxi, if life could start over, what would her dream be? Qin Liuxi remained silent for a long time: To not strive for progress and to live for a hundred years!
Yan Xiaomo · 178.2K Views

The Noble Lady of Lust

It seems my previous synopsis wasn’t very clear, so here’s the clarification: A common man dies and gets the chance to reincarnate, but after making a mistake in front of the goddess in charge, he is punished by being reborn as a woman. Years later, he discovers a method to temporarily regain his male body. However, his endless desire will be the least of his problems. This world is nothing like the fantasy he dreamed of—brutal, unforgiving, and filled with dangers that threaten to consume him, body and soul. “As for genres, there's a little bit of everything: Harem, Romance, Comedy, Yandere, Yuri, MILFs, Lolis, Elves,woman-beast, Demons, Dragons, Gigantes, Priestesses, Androids, Oyakodon, Group Action, Futa, a little bit of SM, and much more. If it captures your interest, great!!!”. Here is the original synopsis>>>>> "Wait, you turned me into a woman just because I imagined that? I didn’t know you could read minds—that’s not fair!" (He had defiled her in his imagination in five different ways, each worse than the last.) After his death, a goddess granted him reincarnation in another world. But his uncontrollable lust angered her, and as punishment, she turned him into a woman. "Stop!... Don’t make that choice," warned an old voice. Through an encounter beyond reason, he learns the truth: this world is nothing like the fantasy he imagined. It is brutal, merciless, and those who let their guard down don’t live long. He also discovers a method to temporarily regain his male form. Now, drawn into a battle for power where even the gods take sides, he fights not only for revenge, survival, and ambition, but also to protect those he holds dear—and everything he has built. In this second life, forged by sacrifices beyond his comprehension, he will carve his own path… no matter the cost.
elizz_lv0 · 507K Views

Manga artist in The Fairy Tail World

Aki was a talented manga artist, but he never imagined his life would take such a drastic turn. One day, while drawing in his studio, he suddenly found himself transported to the world of Fairy Tail. As he wandered through the strange new world, Aki discovered he had been given a special system that allowed him to draw anything he could imagine. With this incredible power, he set out to create a manga that would capture the hearts of readers everywhere. To distribute his manga, Aki discovered mysterious manga stores hidden throughout the world. These stores had a magical connection to his system, allowing him to instantly distribute his work to the world. Aki's talent soon caught the attention of the Fairy Tail guild, and they invited him to join their ranks. With his power and their support, Aki quickly became an overpowered force to be reckoned with. But Aki's ambitions didn't end with just one manga. After 100 chapters of his first story, he began to draw other popular manga like Hunter x Hunter, Chainsaw Man, Bungou Stray Dogs, D Grayman, and Fire Force. Each new story was a masterpiece, earning him even more fans. Readers were amazed by Aki's incredible talent and the incredible worlds he brought to life through his manga. They eagerly anticipated each new chapter, eager to see what he would create next. Aki's works became the talk of the town, and he became a legend in the world of manga. As Aki continued to draw, he knew he had found his true home in the world of Fairy Tail. With his guild by his side and his imagination at his fingertips, he was ready to take on any challenge and continue creating incredible manga for years to come. Note:- This is my first novel / fanfic , and I'm both excited and nervous to share it with you. Your support means a lot to me. Please feel free to provide feedback and constructive criticism as I continue to improve my craft. Thank you for joining me on this adventure.
GhostOfGun · 62.2K Views

His Untouched Devotion (BL)

The sacred chamber was dimly lit, the scent of incense curling in the air like whispers of forgotten prayers. His breath came uneven, his hands trembled at his sides as he stared at the man before him—the warrior who should not have been here. "You shiver so easily," the warrior murmured, his voice dark, teasing. Tempting. His fingers brushed over the fine silk of the priest’s robe, not quite touching—just a whisper of heat, but enough to unravel him. "D-Don’t," he breathed, stepping back, but the warrior followed. "Don’t what?" The smirk in his voice was maddening. Mocking. Dangerous. "You know what exactly you are doing. This is unacceptable..." The warrior closed the space between them and placed his finger on his lips, causing his body to tremble. His throat bobbed. The rules of the sect were clear. He was supposed to be untouchable—unblemished in body and soul, a perfect example of godliness and pureness. And yet… "I can hear your heartbeat." The warrior leaned in, the tip of his nose barely grazing his jaw. Too close. "So wild… tell me, is it fear or something else?" His lips parted, but the words died on his tongue when strong hands found his wrist, tugging him forward, pressing him flush against the heat of his body. A sharp gasp escaped him. "Let me go," he whispered pleadingly. "Then go," the warrior challenged, loosening his grip—but his body refused to move. A sinful chuckle brushed against his ear. "See? You don’t want to leave." "I do." The lie burned his tongue. "Then why are you not?" A strangled sound escaped him as warmth pooled in his core—something he never should have felt. Something he never knew he could feel. His knees buckled, but before he could fall, strong arms caught him. Held him. Claimed him. "Look at you," the warrior hummed, his voice thick with something dangerous. "I barely touched you, and you’re already breaking. Doesn't this mean something to you, my moonflower?" The warrior looked into the divine one's eyes and noticed the change of color in his eyes which made him smirk as if he had gotten his lucky shot. His gaze darkened in return, sharp with an incomprehensible hunger and before the priest could utter another world, his lips were claimed. A single tear slipped free, rolling down his cheek—a silent surrender. He just couldn't do it. He couldn't fight against this burning desire in him anymore. He was just going to let it be—whatever would happen should happen. The warrior hummed in satisfaction at the taste of the divine one, his grip tightening. A gasp was swallowed whole as the warrior’s mouth moved against his, devouring, demanding, tasting. Heat licked down his spine, a fire awakening within him, spreading through his veins like an unspoken prophecy. "So beautiful," the warrior murmured against his lips before diving back in, stealing another kiss—deeper, rougher, hungrier. He was an angel worth sinning for. The Priest's fingers clutched at the fabric between them, desperate, lost, drowning. The world outside ceased to exist. Only this moment remained. Only this touch, this heat—this forbidden, maddening desire. And as the flames outside flickered wildly in the night, so too did he burn. . . . . Y'all, this picture was gotten from Pinterest. I only changed the names and added little design. I do not originally own it. Thank you.
IJE_5 · 579 Views
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