Pooping Babes

Synopsis: My life was ruined in a single second. One second where I, Lana Renata, just wanted to step outside for a moment. One second where I slipped… on cat poop. And in the next second, I woke up in a world I didn’t recognize. I thought it was a dream—until I saw corpses everywhere. Elves, werewolves, and other creatures lay covered in blood. Before I could scream or run, two long-haired white elves grabbed my hands and dragged me to the wedding altar, their swords still dripping with blood. WAIT! NO!... I DON’T WANT THIS!... Hello, everyone! This book is participating in WSA 2025! Your support means a lot, so I truly appreciate it. Thank you! ((Support me and follow me on X and Instagram at 'Delilad Trenna'!))

After a humiliating scandal tanks her once bright career, former child star Selene Grey gets a second chance in an highly anticipated drama. But as she’s ready to reclaim the spotlight, things go horribly wrong. Christopher Hart is everything the media claims he is, calm, composed and dangerously charming. But behind the cameras, he’s hiding something, something not quite human. When Selene is attacked and discovers that Christopher is a werewolf, her world unravels and she is trapped between the new world of supernaturals and a new change for fame. After all, everyone in this industry’s just acting. Most especially the monsters. #werewolf #vampire #scandal "Selene, I'm not trying to kill you. Just open the door so we can talk, please." "Oh wow. How generous of you." I rolled my eyes. "Hey babe, I'm not here to kill you, just to casually drink your blood and then gaslight you about it later." "Oh, so you do remember?" Shit. "You're being unreasonable." Unreasonable? Me? "You literally grew fangs and decided to have me as appetizer, now, you managed to stalk me and get my address and I'm the unreasonable one?" I heard him mutter a prayer. "Please, open the door." That sounded like a threat. I didn't like that. "Does garlic work against you?" "I'm not a freaking vampire." "Then what are you?" I yelled. "I promise, I'm not going to bite you. Please, just open the door and hear me out." "You're not going to bite me?" I asked cautiously. "No." "Are you lying?" "…No?"

[Mature and Taboo Contents!] James Trevills, a man who rose to global prominence by seducing and ultimately ruining countless women, found his carefully constructed empire of wealth and notoriety undone by the same women. Yet, his end was merely a new beginning. Reborn as an infant named Harold in a vibrant world brimming with magic, he starts really well! A hot caring mother! A lovely overprotective big sister! A new life! This unexpected second chance won't temper his ruthless ambition. Though now a mere babe, Harold intends to ascend to the pinnacle of this new world, determined to forge his own Harem Empire. His greatest asset? The unlimited Assimilation Skill, enabling him to perfectly master any talent or ability simply by observing and practicing it. James Trevills had fallen but Harold Eindoral woke up.

Good news to all you can read the advanced chapters of my novel for only 2$/ month from now on in my my patr eon page at: pa treon.com/Fatenovels. thank you for your support.... ............... Cultivation World Invasion, The System Hit An Old Clock Instead of Real Daughter ………………………… All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work just leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… She was an over stressed office worker that has a hobby of being a sneaky exhibitionist and one day she came to the balcony to relieve her stress with a climax. Just when she was about to climax she heard her neighbor shout. She accidentally stepped on her love juices sprayed on the bird poop and slipped out from the 11 floor. Well she was too stressed, excited and frightened. So only her body went down but her soul flew up. Suddenly her soul was pulled by a fish hook and pulled into endless space. ……………………. This world is similar to earth but the fertility of the world has long since exhausted. Because of this world has unified into a single nation to collectively suppress the low class people. Only high class people can eat proper food. One day this world that is a planet has opened up like a nail and inserted itself into a valley in a bigger planet forming a small island in the lake. The satellites fell but people found this new world and started exploration for food and this new world. New world has special energy that destroyed all kinds of electric equipment pulling people to the dark ages. ………………………. Mohini Titly is the real daughter of the titly family but after her mother died her father has remarried and they already had a daughter. The step mother and daughter purposefully lost her along with a pendent that Mohini is wearing. They took her back specifically for the pendent because it is the key to a treasure stash that Mohini’s mother’s family has hidden secretly. They know the location but cannot open it without locket and the bloodline member that is Mohini. Forced opening would drop the things into an underground river leading to abyss. But after bringing her to take the treasures, they used her as free worker and finally signed her up to the go to the new world land to farm and explore. The new world has fierce creatures that even bullets cannot pierce their skin. The job she earned as an orphan before was coaxed away by her step sister. So she died slowly in that place eaten by the beasts. But her soul lived and watched all the things. She saw that their exploration team actually came across a cultivator country and the current earth was invaded by them quickly. Then the people started to cultivate… She later passed through to another earth to become stressed worker that died just now and returned back to her current world with both sets of memories. The system that pulled her should enter her body but the exhibitionist reflexes acted and she dodged. The system hit an old clock to occupy but it gave her a new power that is the control over time. She can revert back her age and store time energy. She can use the time to speed up the growth of the things with the help of the system. But she needs lust points to use various functions of this system. The pervert knows best about lust and she started a journey taking revenge, enjoying the world, stealing chances from heroines, cucking the heroines and turning protagonists into eunuchs she lives a beautiful life. ……………………………………… This story contains real and fake daughter, luck plundering, netorare, netorase, exhibitionism, cuck, cheating, revenge, cultivation, time travel, magical space, outdoor play, slut, bitch, whore, system, and magical space read it at your own risk… …………………….

[DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.

Silence. "HUH?" He laughs aiming the gun at my head. "Does this scare you, babe," he yells with anger. My heart was beating so fast it felt like I was bout to explode. I have never had a gun pointed at me before and damn it's scary. It does scare me but I can't let him know that. I look at him and see the devil in his eyes. He stares at me pointing the gun. "Why do you have blood on you?" I ask with a shaky voice. I take a deep breath. I cannot show him that I'm scared. "Where did you go yesterday?" he asks getting closer. "The fucking museum" I spat at him. "Watch your tone there babe," he says as he gets on the bed crawling towards me. He sits on top of me. He taps my forehead with the gun and with each tap he says a word. "Where" tap. "The" tap "Fuck" tap "Did" tap "You" tap "Go?". ~~~~~~ 18-Year-old Kehlani Paris ran away from LA. Only to make it to New York. The huge city she thought she would escape her fears. She was wrong. Instead, she bumps heads with the ruthless heartless billionaire Kilo Valentino turns her life around. From being Mr. Valentino's PA to being his wife she's living hell on earth. Lani slowly discovers the secrets Kilo has been hiding and the real reason for her marriage. Instant regrets, Lies, Desires, and hatred all form this perfect couple The Valentino's. MATURE CONTENT Please be advised that this story contains mature themes and strong language. THIS IS NOT KEHLANI FANFICTION!!

Three days before the wedding, Seraphina Vale thought she was living a fairytale. Julian’s penthouse smelled like citrus and cedarwood, the kind of scent you could bottle and name Success. He stood by the kitchen island in sweatpants and no shirt, hair still damp from the gym, smiling at her like she was the prize he never had to chase. “You’re staring,” he teased. Sera smirked over her coffee. “I’m just trying to remember why I said yes.” Julian crossed the room in three long strides, wrapped an arm around her waist, and kissed her like a man who always got what he wanted. “Because I’m devastatingly handsome and your mother loves me.” “Mm, two things I may soon regret.” She laughed, but it caught somewhere in her chest. Everything about her life looked perfect from the outside—magazine-worthy engagement, New York socialite status, a fiancé with flawless teeth and a startup about to go public. Her wedding hashtag had trended for two days straight. But something in Julian had changed in the last few months. He was still charming, still doted on her in public, still gave her everything she asked for. Everything except... presence. His kisses landed like rehearsed lines. His touches didn’t linger. And worst of all—he was always texting. Constantly. Smiling at his phone when he thought she wasn’t looking. Swiping it away too fast when she was. Sera asked once, lightly, “Who’s got you so entertained?” Julian had smiled and said, “Work, babe. You know how it is.” And she did. She wanted to believe him. She needed to. Because the alternative was a truth too ugly to say out loud. --- That afternoon, she met Madeline for dress fittings. Madeline had been her best friend since prep school—the kind of friend who held your hair back while you puked and swore she’d take your secrets to the grave. She was tall, magnetic, unapologetically wild. If Sera was the grace, Madeline was the chaos. “You’re glowing,” Madeline said, adjusting the bust of her lavender bridesmaid dress in the mirror. “You’re going to ruin every woman’s self-esteem on Saturday.” Sera looked at herself. The silk gown shimmered like a dream. But all she could see was a girl pretending not to notice how fast her world was unraveling. Madeline leaned in, voice low and teasing. “You sure you’re ready for monogamy? One man for the rest of your life? No more flirty brunch waiters or sultry European getaways?” Sera raised an eyebrow. “Who said anything about giving up flirty brunch waiters?” They both laughed, but Sera caught the flicker in Madeline’s eyes. A flash of guilt? Or just her own imagination turning shadows into monsters? She told herself not to be paranoid. She had no reason to be. Madeline had been there through everything—every broken heart, every public failure, every bottle of rosé drunk at 2 a.m. in their twenties while crying over boys who didn’t deserve them. Julian was hers. Madeline was her best friend. What could possibly go wrong? --- Later that night, lying in bed with Julian’s arm thrown over her waist like a lazy anchor, Seraphina stared at the ceiling and whispered, “You still love me, right?” Julian didn’t move. “Of course.” “No hesitation?” He chuckled, half-asleep. “You’re just having wedding nerves, babe. It’s normal.” She wanted to ask about the texts. About the long nights at the office. About why he kept turning away from her in bed. Instead, she closed her eyes. And dreamed of waves crashing and silk burning.

Her boyfriend Amory Ellison was incapable of substantive love, or so Nicole thought. In truth, the faculty of romantic obsession is amply present in Amory, except that obsession, along with jealousy born of it, Amory bestowed on his childhood love Stella Kings.

" I love you so much, but I can't love you the way you love me." ___________________________ "Pris, let's go out on a date tonight. I will meet you on the west gate,babe." "Sure,babe." "I love you babe, see you later." "I love you, too." All I wanted in this life was to love someone capable of loving someone like me. Someone like me who barely had motivations to live, your smile was my breath of life. You're the one who made me happy despite everything. You were the one I loved for a lifetime. No, the one I could have loved for a lifetime. But there's a limit to everything.

A road trip with friends should’ve been simple—some music, some bad jokes, maybe a minor existential crisis along the way. What Sebastian didn’t expect was for one ridiculous conversation to spiral into reality-warping chaos. Now, he and his three best friends have crash-landed in a world that makes no sense, where magic is real, monsters roam, and—oh yeah—three of them are now dudettes. Regardless, this band of misfits will carve their way through this world by any means necessary, uncover the reason behind their arrival there, and perhaps stake their claim in a realm that was never theirs to begin with. However, as they reach the end of their journey, one question looms. Will they be able to reverse the unholy transformation that befell three of them? A bigger question yet—will they even want to? [!] The gender bender tag is only for the mc's friends. The protagonist won't be turned into a girl [!] [!] The yandere side of the girls will be unraveled slowly as the story goes. [!]

This story is about a small-time figure who becomes a king in the entertainment industry. The protagonist is not a weakling; he is tough and has a strong sense of masculinity. If you like mature women, married women, young wives, experienced women, mother-daughter pairs, sister pairs, double penetration, or group sex, then this is the book for you. Note that every chapter is purely about seduction. This is a super satisfying story where the protagonist is tough towards women, without any abuse, surprises, or depression. It doesn't have any original female characters. It includes beautiful female stars, models, hosts, and singers from the Chinese mainland, Japan, South Korea, Europe, and America. "Entertainment Dictator" is a story without a plot, original female characters, depression, green hats, or abuse. It is truly an evil and satisfying story set in the entertainment industry. It also includes homebody goddesses, innocent school beauties, and football babes. As long as they have three measurements, they are all included. The protagonist's harem is huge and definitely more powerful than the trashy entertainment in "Dream Nine". The protagonist is tough towards women and uses methods such as rape, forced sex, drugging, getting them drunk and taking their virginity, and using the unspoken rules. It's not too heavy and is definitely the ultimate satisfying story for all wolf brothers.

My name is Fiubun, the second child of a fatherless family. Son of a stunningly gorgeous songstress mother with (probably) angelic blood, brother to a half tiger beastmen sister with a killer sexy body, and a recently-matured, full tiger beastman myself. But I'm a weird kid. "Too curious for my own good," others have said, and I think they're kind of right, especially when it comes to magic, but is the desire to learn really that bad of a thing? I'm a tiger, not a fucking housecat, so I can deal with a bit of danger. In fact, I can deal with a lot of danger, but only because I have to. There are many dangerous things and beings in the Shattered Realms, and my fate seems to be set in having me meet with quite a number of them. My curiosity will become my bane because there seems to be quite a lot of power to be gained from forbidden knowledge, but with a fate like mine, curiosity is a strength. We live in the Dark Forest of Hatarvros, an actual city named "Dark Forest of Hatarvros" (yes, it's a weird name, but blame the rulers, who want to please the Gods, and They're pretty weird) (and also, yes, there's an actual Dark Forest outside of Hatarvros), which is near the Edge of Reality of the Vorosza Kingdom of Clouds and Moss (another weird name because Gods). Even though we're in one of the Good Nations, we still have to watch for monsters that spawn from the wild magical energies at the Edge. And that's not the only danger. There are Trickster Gods that mess with the soulful, demons that haunt places of sin, Xenos who try to take our lands, Outsiders who attempt to subvert our religion, Tears of Reality that can pull unsuspecting people into deadly pockets of space, unpredictable Trickster Gods like Santa and Roulette, and the ever-present fear that one day a Broken Realm full of powerful beasts will wander too close to the Central Realms, and then our lands will be ravaged once again. On the more tangible side of dangers, there's the Carrion Grove who hates all living, pirates that hide in the Warpspace, cultists of The Seven Wretched Fetuses who poison our minds, the Shadah House of Fae Rulers who want to enslave all other races, the Kamae of the High Heavens who keep starting wars, invasions of abominations from the Cursed Realms, the annoying Poop Rage Monkeys, the Wandering Elemental Gods ruining crops, and even the other Good Nations of the Central Realms who constantly bicker and raid each other. But right now, what's most concerning for us are the rumors that the Mayor has been procuring guns. That can't be for dealing with monsters because you need experienced hunters for that, not just more weapons, so people are saying that war might be coming. I guess it may be a good idea to learn magic so that I can at least prepare for the worst. I have some money stored, and hopefully, it'll be enough to pay the tuition of a school of magic… -------------------- *Content Warning*: gore, profanity, sexual content (male/female, female/female, and human/non-human (*not for the faint of heart*)), traumatizing content *What to expect*: A rather slow story focused on character interactions, the MC's gradual growth and development, and the exploration of the Shattered Realms. A bit dark but not grimdark, though it'll have its "moments." The plot exists, but it *slowly* becomes relevant. Detailed environments and extensive world-building. Tactical and strategic combat. A rather deep and complex magical system. *Lots* of descriptive sex scenes, but not like the usual smut novel where sex is the goal of reading. A harem where each character has a different relationship with the MC. Occasional weird wording and grammar because English isn't my first language. This story will also be uploaded to a number of other sites soon. -- Cover is a temporary placeholder until I commission a proper one.

2 girls and their wacky high school exeperience.

I died, got reincarnated… and now I’m a magical sword and a system for a teenage disaster with anime protagonist syndrome. Kill me again. Elara, 35, had one goal left in life: quit her job without committing murder. Instead, she gets hit by a car and wakes up in a fantasy world where curses run rampant, teenagers are handed weapons, and every magical item has a built-in guidance system. The catch? She is the system. Not just a sword—no, no. She’s a Boss Babe Katana System: a sentient, overly complicated, stat-dumping, advice-giving talking blade with user interface issues and severe attitude problems. Now bound to Aiden, a 14-year-old chosen-one wannabe with too much confidence and not enough deodorant, Elara is stuck running real-time stat breakdowns, guiding his “hero journey,” and occasionally screaming “BAM!” when he swings her for dramatic effect. Her responsibilities include: Tracking his skill progress (ugh) Suggesting combat maneuvers (she won't) Unlocking legendary techniques (when she feels like it) Not actively encouraging him to commit crimes (no promises) Elara hates this. Aiden loves this. The world might just burn for it. A parody of every overdone anime reincarnation system trope, Boss Babe Katana System is a chaotic comedy filled with sass, stats, swearing, and a sword who just wants a damn nap.

[Mature and Taboo Contents!] James Trevills, a man who rose to global prominence by seducing and ultimately ruining countless women, found his carefully constructed empire of wealth and notoriety undone by the same women. Yet, his end was merely a new beginning. Reborn as an infant named Harold in a vibrant world brimming with magic, he starts really well! A hot caring mother! A lovely overprotective big sister! A new life! This unexpected second chance won't temper his ruthless ambition. Though now a mere babe, Harold intends to ascend to the pinnacle of this new world, determined to forge his own Harem Empire. His greatest asset? The unlimited Assimilation Skill, enabling him to perfectly master any talent or ability simply by observing and practicing it. James Trevills had fallen but Harold Eindoral woke up.

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The adventures of a shut in Kazuki Koji,summoning and fucking magical babes....for now.

When Liam Carter, a down on his luck gambler, dies in a ridiculous accident (slipping on a casino chip and hitting his head), he wakes up in the body of Leonard Duskbane the infamous, scheming noble villain from the fantasy novel “The Hero’s Rise.” Problem? Leonard is supposed to lose. Badly. In the original story, the hero, Kael Ardentblade, exposes Leonard’s crimes in a grand trial, leading to his execution. And guess what? Liam arrives *right* at that moment. Just as Kael points at him and declares, "This man is guilty!" DING! [The Luck of the Scoundrel System has activated!] [Your Luck stat is now MAXED OUT.] Suddenly, the courtroom’s chandelier mysteriously snaps, crashing onto Kael instead. Leonard blinks. "Huh. That’s convenient." Now, armed with absurd, reality-bending luck, Liam now Leonard decides to embrace his new role as the most infuriatingly *fortunate* villain in history. Assassins? They trip on their own daggers. Magic spells? They fizzle out at the last second. Heroic speeches? A sudden bird poop ruins the moment. But as his luck keeps tipping the scales, the world itself starts fighting back. The Hero’s Party grows suspicious. The Goddess of Fate sends agents to "correct" the story. And worst of all Leonard might just be *too* lucky for his own good.

"Mendadak Komedi: Tetangga Ga Bener" adalah sebuah cerita komedi yang menggambarkan kehidupan sehari-hari keluarga Deni dan interaksi mereka dengan tetangga dan orang-orang di sekitar mereka. Cerita ini penuh dengan humor, lelucon, dan kejadian tidak terduga yang membuat pembaca tertawa dan menikmati alur cerita. Karakter-karakter dalam cerita ini memiliki kepribadian yang unik dan menarik, seperti Babe Deni yang tegas dan peduli dengan keluarganya, Siska yang manis dan memiliki pacar yang lucu, dan Mpok Atik yang suka mengagetkan dan bercanda dengan Babe Deni. Latar cerita ini adalah kehidupan sehari-hari di sebuah lingkungan yang sederhana, dengan masalah-masalah yang dihadapi oleh keluarga Deni dan tetangga mereka. Cerita ini tidak terlalu kompleks, namun memiliki alur yang menarik dan membuat pembaca ingin tahu apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya. Dengan gaya penulisan yang santai dan humoris, "Mendadak Komedi: Tetangga Ga Bener" adalah sebuah cerita yang menyenangkan dan dapat membuat pembaca tertawa dan menikmati waktu membaca.

Who is Me? Well, of course I'm me. My friend used to joke around, telling me I'll live in another world with my novel addiction. And guess what? I really did transmigrate to another world. I don't know if my friends are a prophet or what. But I didn't transmigrate without a sacrifice. Oh, who's kidding who? My power is literally sacrifice. Well, you could say I transmigrate because of my sacrifice, get it? Yeah, it's a terrible joke. Well, in this world I'm a variable. I didn't exist in the novel. I wasn't even cannon fodder. Let's just say my power made me completely unknown. But am I an unknown in this world? Well, no. I'm the younger brother of a ranker and the headmistress of the academy. So I could say I'm quite famous. Oh, that's for the synopsis, as I'm going to be at the academy for a long, long time. But you see, I don't like losing or even ranking second to anyone. Even in the peaceful world I used to live in, ranking 2 is like eating poop. So who cares if I changed the plot because I want to rank 1? Like, I transmigrated here with my power, so let me tell you this. I'll do anything I want. Live my life however I like. Eat whatever I like. Kill anything I hate. Hypocrite, right? But do I care? Well, NO. *** If you read this, ask yourself, are you you, or are you me?

"Kinky, Luke." "Necessary, babe." "Why?" Kissing her on the lips I run my hand down her body and give her a saucy wink and a smirk. "Because I want you to writhe in pleasure. I want you to call my name and no one else's, never again to fuck anyone but me. I want you to think of me every time you get wet, to have myself imprinted in the depths of your mind until you can't live without me, and I want you out of your mind as I fuck you back to reality. I want you, Iris Morris." ******* Drama and attachments. These were the two things Iris Morris never wanted to occur in her life. However, when Lucas Andrews pops up and ruins her interview, both of them unfold in all the wrong ways—like him suddenly filling her small circle of influence. . and her mind! For Lucas Andrews, getting the Adder magazine to be number one on the bestsellers chart is his top priority, even if it costs him his social and romantic life. So when Iris comes as both the perfect magazine editor and the remedy he needs to ward off the girls who keep bugging him, he takes the chance and never lets her go. But what starts as a way to avoid getting stalked soon turns to lust, and every minute they spend together soon becomes agony because the two begin growing the last thing they thought they would for each other—feelings. Add a dating deal to the mix and you have the perfect recipe for trouble. Will the two be able to hold on to themselves and their values, or will their lust win and lead them astray on a path they never imagined they would ever take? Flip the pages and find out how it will all end.

He was the final boss. The monster at the end of the world. The unbeatable nightmare humanity couldn’t kill. Then one day… he quit. Why? Because he saw two hunters having sex in his dungeon and realized Earth might have something way better than world domination. Now, disguised as a “totally normal guy” working at a sketchy restaurant, the most overpowered being in existence is on a personal mission: Sleep with every type of human woman. Catgirls? Yes. Elves? Hopefully. Tsundere sword babes? Absolutely. But hiding his god-level powers isn’t easy—especially when: His cooking accidentally gives people magic orgasms An E-rank hero gets famous for “defeating” him (total accident) Women keep throwing themselves at him... and monsters do too And a suspicious ex-goddess shows up asking why he’s working night shifts at a ramen shop He wanted pleasure. He got a restaurant job, a harem of disasters, and a world that keeps trying to make him a hero. This is not how conquering Earth was supposed to go. .__________________________________ No NTR, No Yuri

Reed Mason (Red) is your typical emotionally detached,17 year old with a peculiar obsession with womens feet and a cringe worthy ineptitide regarding social customs. Having a mysterious background, even the few friends brave enough to stick around don't have him figured out. His indecisive nature and emotionally unvailable personality place him somewhere between "unpredictable" and "Should i call the cops?" Reed is uncaring for attention and just wants to find a bodacious babe with the "feet of a goddess" But what happens when our toe sucking friend's foot fetish takes him to another world? Reed wakes up to find himself looking at a gorgeous red haired, blue eyed woman with the most beautiful feet he'd ever seen. But Red is in for a hard lesson. You can't have your feet and suck them too!

Jon’s life was a dull loop—work, eat, sleep, repeat—until a truck turned him into roadkill while saving a kid. Goodbye, boring 9-to-5; hello, reincarnation! But the dream of a fresh start crashes hard when he wakes up in Ray Graham’s body: a broke, ugly nerd with a face that could scare zombies. Oh, and the world’s gone to hell—zombies everywhere, and this loser ate his last ramen before the apocalypse even hit. Enter the Infinite Replication System, Jon’s so-called "golden finger." Infinite copies of anything he stores? Sounds cool—except he’s got nothing but a cramped room and stats so bad the system’s roasting him (-5 charm, anyone?). Starving, weak, and unlucky as sin, Jon’s got one shot to turn this trash life around. In a world of shambling corpses and tough-as-nails survivors, can he claw his way from toad to top dog—and maybe snag some apocalypse babes along the way? Survival’s on the menu, and Jon’s serving up grit, guts, and a whole lot of cursing!

Tetsü & kilə were odd ducks amongst the oddest ducks—Never to fit in, never to be found among the crowd that blindly followed the ways of this world... Or the next... 14 years of crazy experiments later they, finally found a way to break out of this mundane world’s chains. In their defense babies are dumb, and for the first 3years, they had to learn to walk, eat, and poop. Not in that order! Too bad for them. The system found them and threw them into a whole new set of rules. A million more rules..!! Will they stay true to themselves or give excuses? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Patreon Plug-in: https://www.patreon.com/Omnivex Discord Plug-in: https://discord.gg/KwRtpjYr Current updated schedule - as-of - 26-June-2023 Tue - Sunday. (01-Chapter) Average chapter length - 1700+ Words.

In a world where beast tamers summon majestic creatures to fight for glory—wyverns, manticores, phoenixes—status is everything. Korrin Slate is the ultimate laughingstock: his summoning ritual, funded by his family’s last scraps, calls forth a dung beetle. Not a mighty scarab, not a mystical insect lord—just a tiny, smelly bug that rolls poop. Bullied, shunned, and dubbed “Shit-Roller,” Korrin’s life hits rock bottom. But when his beetle accidentally eats a dragon scale dropped by a passing tamer’s wyrm, something insane happens: it evolves into a Dung Dragon—a grotesque, armored beast with wings of filth and a breath that melts steel. Turns out, Korrin’s beetle isn’t a failure—it’s a Primordial Recycler, a forgotten lineage that turns trash into titans, and every scrap it consumes births a new dragon.

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

"With this ring, I give you my heart! From this day you shall not walk alone, my arms will be your home forever!" The wedding vow, which he took just a few hours ago, rang in his mind, as he felt himself taking the painful last breath! Today was his wedding day, and just a few hours ago he got married with his best friend cum assistant. For him it was the happiest day in his life, as today finally someone became his family! However, as the saying goes, happiness never longs last! His happiness also didn't lasted for even a day, and everything crumbled down around him, after witnessing his newly wedded wife in someone else's arms! No, he wasn't just someone, but his mortal enemy! On his first night, his wife shattered all his dreams with her one announcement, "Babe, don't be so rude! He's my husband, not just anyone!" She smiled sweeter as honey, and spoke further to confirm her statement, "You heard it right, babe! He's my husband, real husband, for the last two years!" Rishabh clutched his neck feeling an extremely painful burning sensation in his throat before it started to spread on his body! It seemed like his body was being pierced by thousands of needles! He tried to move forward, but his knees gave up resulting him to fall on his knees! He opened his mouth to speak, but also failed in the process! He realised he was poisoned, and the poison already spread in his veins! Pain of betrayal flashed in his eyes, as he stared at the couple kissing each other passionately! The man smirked at him in amusement, and moved a bit forward with a mocking laugh, "I know you've so many questions in your mind, let me satisfy you before you take your last breath!" He took a file from his wife, and showed it to Rishash with a cunning smirk, "This papers, which you didn't cared to check before signing down, are not marriage registration papers, but the property transfer deed! According to this deed, from now, all your assets, and belongings belongs to my wife!" "Rishabh Raichand!" "You forgot the rules in our profession, women cannot be believed fully! Nobody can understand a woman's heart, and mind! Bad luck, see you in hell!" The light in his eyes dimmed with the quench of vengeance, and blood! His body felt airy, as it touched the cold sea water, and drowned deeper with each passing seconds! "Please Mahadev! Grant me the second lease of life, I want revenge!" He knew there was no second chance, but still cried out desperately in his heart, for the first time while sinking deeper under the sea! Well, maybe because it was his first wish, or maybe because of his heartfelt plea for one chance, the person sitting in heaven smiled, "Your wish is granted!" In the dreadful night, under the moonlight, and over the sea was sailing another private yacht, where a beautiful woman could be seen sipping her wine leisurely, while gazing onto the bright moon. "Madam, there's something in our net!" One of her subordinate informed her, resulting her to raise her brows, "What?" "A man!" The young lady glanced at him furrowing her brows in disinterest, "Alive, or dead!" "Alive!" He replied curtly, and continued further, "His body is blue, and brutally tortured, face is also unrecognisable! It seems like he was inhumanely tortured, and poisoned before thrown in the sea!" Interest piqued, and the young lady stood up before following the gaurd. She stood in front of the man on the deck, and glanced at his bleeding body, "Intersting, it seems Mahadev granted his wish!" She looked up at her subordinates, and commanded, "I want him to stay alive..!"

The night should have been steeped in darkness, but instead, the heavens blazed. A second sun rose over the Kingdom of Eldoria, bathing the land in ethereal gold. Flowers bloomed in an instant, their petals unfurling as if reaching for an unseen deity. The animals of the Whispering Woods stirred, their cries rising in eerie harmony. It was a sign. A rare omen. A child of the elements had been born. But not one child—two. Inside the Dravenhart estate, hidden deep within the forest, screams shattered the unnatural stillness. Lady Althea Dravenhart clung to the sweat-drenched sheets, her body wracked with the agony of bringing life into the world. The midwife gasped as the first child was placed in her arms. A strong boy, his tiny hand clenched into a fist. And there it was—the mark of the elements, inked onto his shoulder like a birthright. An earth elemental. Lord Cassius Dravenhart, Commander of Eldoria’s armies, allowed himself a breath of relief. His son would live. His son would be accepted. But then came the second cry, softer, yet undeniable. Another babe, smaller, delicate. The midwife hesitated as she turned the child over, her breath hitching as her eyes landed on the impossible. The mark. The same symbol of power, only this time, glowing like liquid silver against baby-soft skin. A girl. Terror seized Cassius’s chest. His hands, calloused from years of war, clenched into fists. Female elementals were forbidden—killed on sight. It was a decree, a law upheld for centuries. He should take his sword, end it before anyone found out. But the moment his gaze fell upon the child’s face, his heart twisted violently. Those eyes, still barely open, were his wife’s. The softness of her cheeks, the delicate fingers—she was his blood, his daughter. The midwife’s lips parted, horror dawning in her gaze. “It cannot be—” Steel sliced through the air. Blood splattered the wooden floors as the midwife’s body crumpled. Cassius stood over her, sword still gripped in his shaking hand. The only sound in the room was Althea’s sobs, muffled against the newborn cradled to her chest. His daughter. A forbidden child. Cassius turned, his voice rough with command. “We tell no one. She died at birth.” Althea’s watery gaze met his. “And when they come looking?” “They won’t.” With blood staining his hands, Cassius lifted the child and held her close. He would not let the world take her. Not the kingdom. Not the king. Not the laws written by men who knew nothing of what it meant to love a child beyond all reason. Selene Dravenhart was born in secret, beneath a second sun. And no one—no one—would ever know. But fate is a cruel mistress. And secrets have a way of unraveling.