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Sleep With Step Sister

Shocking Marriage at Every Step

He is the most prestigious and mysterious man, the head of ZMI Agency's special agents. A person of immense influence. Just how influential? He says, find out for yourself! * She is a foreign-born master of criminal psychology, a psychological counselor at a correctional facility. A small fry who is always hungry for more. How small? She says, none of your business! * Zhan Se can't understand why, in just a short bathroom break, she was ensnared by such a cold, dignified, evil, domineering, awesome... a benefactor who is described with all the positive adjectives usually associated with the male protagonists in novels... What?!! She owed him six years ago? Not only did she owe him, but she also has a 6-year-old bun calling her mom? Holy moly! Since they both have a child together, who actually owes whom? ————————●Alternative Edition Introduction●———————— This is a guidebook for a nerdy girl's road to success. This is a must-have secret manual for marital roads. This is an encyclopedia on criminal psychology. This is the life journey of a woman who every man dreams of, working her way up. Urban marriage, rich family scandal, case tracking. All is revealed in "The Surprising Marriage Journey"… Indulgence is boundless, love and affection are reinterpreted! Nothing is the best, there is only better! Reading online novels, for the sense of satisfaction! Cracking melon seeds and peeling peanuts, sit in a row and taste together. Taste the power, color, fame, and wealth, and watch the various states of sentient beings with a smile. (Note: ① This book is one-on-one, absolutely clean, those who dislike the author and the author's writing style should avoid this pit) (Note: ② This book is purely fictitious, and there is no need to verify its authenticity. Reading the text comes with a lightning rod, no compensation for discomfort)
Si Jin · 73.8K Views

She's My Sleeping Pill

15 years ago, his elder brother was killed right in front of him in the middle of the night – killed by their most trusted driver. Since then, Stefan had a hard time sleeping and often got nightmares. He learned not to trust anyone. Cayenne worked almost all day and all night. She only got three hours of sleep every day. She was the breadwinner of their family since her mother was diagnosed with tuberculosis. She thought she would have a great time working as a receptionist in a hotel. Until… “I’ll pay you an additional $3000 a month. Sleep with me.” Stefan placed a signed check on the table in front of her. Her head was spinning at the large sum of money. She can finally buy her mother’s medication and send her brothers to school without worry. But to sleep with him? “I’m sorry if I come off rude but, I can’t sleep with you sir.” She tried to refuse politely, afraid that she will lose her job if he felt displease towards her. Stefan took off his coat and placed on the backrest of his chair. “Think about my offer carefully. It wasn’t so bad sleeping with you after all.” It was a mistake she made on her part when she fell asleep right beside him on his bed, drunk and dizzy. Will he make the mistake of trusting someone again? Will he entrust his life to her by sleeping soundly beside her? How will they face each other when they started to unveil the mystery of their identities? ***cover isn’t mine***edited by a friend***I don’t earn anything from this picture*** Original cover was taken from Mr Love: Queen's Choice Related videos and pictures can be seen in Koi to Producer: EVOL×LOVE
_frieyaVida · 2.6M Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 680.9K Views

Steps Into Darkness

In the grim streets of a city plagued by crime and despair, Vincent Crowe finds himself a shattered man, consumed by grief and fueled by vengeance. After the gang known as The Scourge brutally took his younger sister, Lily, from him, Vincent has ridden the harrowing waves of loss, stripping him of his family, his identity, and a sense of purpose. As the haunting memories of that tragic night lurk in the shadows of his mind, hope glimmers when he stumbles upon tales of the Heart of Nyx, a fabled artifact said to possess extraordinary power and the potential to right his wrongs. Determined to reclaim his sister and restore his lost legacy, Vincent plunges into the perilous depths of the city's underbelly. The hunt for the Heart leads him not only into dangerous encounters with mercenaries and crime lords but also tempts him with the very darkness he aims to conquer. Along the way, he uncovers unsettling truths about the artifact, secret societies, and unexpected allies who share stories of grief, loss, and redemption. As Vincent battles the demons of his past while navigating the treacherous landscape of power and deception, he must weigh the cost of his quest. Will the Heart of Nyx grant him the means to confront The Scourge and bring Lily home, or will it lead him deeper into chaos and despair? Vincent's journey becomes a race against time, forcing him to reckon with his inner turmoil and the fragility of hope in a world that threatens to swallow him whole.
Zavior · 436 Views
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