Knobby Fingers

Get your Filty hand off my wife” Fords dominaring voice echoed through the room. In shock Mrs Johnson removed her hands from Elena’s wrist. Walking towards them. “Now listen, I choose her, I need her, I want her, she’s mine. Don’t you ever think you have a right over her. Let this be my warning to you and daughter”. He slipped in fingers into Elena’s own gently waking away with her. He couldn’t keep quiet on how she was being treated. Sitting inside the car, Elena couldn’t believe what had just happened. it was the first time someone was standing up for her in a long while. Tears of joy flowed down her cheeks suddenly her cheeks were turned only to find Fords lips on hers.

After falling off a cliff and dying, Draco found himself reincarnated in a fantasy world as the last son of the king. In this world, wars between kingdoms is almost a normal occurrence, and the kingdoms were also terrorized by strange creatures and forbidden creatures that lurks in the dark. Fortunately for him, he reincarnated with a golden finger. A system that allows him to summon, resurrect, and bind creatures. He also has the ability to evolve the creatures until they reach their peak. [Congratulations, you have successfully summoned an F-rank Snow bear] [Will you like to upgrade it to an S-rank?]

Seventeen-year-old Justin Reyes lives like he’s already dead. Trapped in a cycle of poverty and exhaustion, he works brutal hours at a construction site for half the pay of others, enduring discrimination and silent resentment. Home offers no escape—just a rotting shack in the woods and a grandmother lost to addiction, barely aware he exists. Then, one night, as he clears debris from the site, something catches his eye—a book, hovering inches above the ground, pulsing with an eerie glow. The title: Days of Future Past. Drawn by something he can’t explain, Justin reaches for it. The glow intensifies, wrapping around his fingers like fire. Heart pounding, he flips it open, his breath hitching as he reads the first words: "No matter where you lie, if you hold this book, you can tell the future or die."

One of the seven strongest people on the continent, the King of Mercenaries. He started a war to avenge his fallen family and destroyed territory but failed and lost his life. However… “Wow, I’m alive?” I returned to the past, back through time. A perfect opportunity to right my regrets and reverse everything. It doesn’t matter if people around me point fingers, calling me a scoundrel, or dismiss me as tr*sh. Because… “I’ve got a plan.” “What plan?” “A plan to destroy everything.” There won’t be a second failure. This time, I’ll wipe out all my enemies. …But first, I need to rebuild this damn estate.

The famed War King set his sights on a simple farmer's daughter, not hesitating to keep himself pure as he engaged in nurturing her. Everyone thought that Sikong Mo, the War King, was destined to be a bachelor for life, but unexpectedly, news came that the renowned War King was to be wed, and his bride was to be a mere farmer's daughter. The daughters of the rich and noble roared in outrage, "Why her?" Sikong Mo appeared silently, "Because I said so." Born of wealthy parents, she was abandoned by them once again, replaced and poisoned, but fate did not forsake her, allowing her to cling stubbornly to life. Sikong Mo, "I empathize with you, we are a match made in heaven." Ye Jiu, "No, no, no, we are not the same. I have the Golden Finger, helping me reach the pinnacle of life." Sikong Mo, "Hmm? Have you forgotten who gave you that Golden Finger?" Ye Jiu deflated a bit guiltily, and slipped away. With Plane Space at hand, wealth throughout the world is unparalleled.

Qiao Qingyu found herself transported into a period novel, becoming He Xiu Yu's dreadful ex-wife. She's the worst of them all—lazy, dumb, and wicked. She serves as a foil whose sole purpose is to advance the plot, a tool for slapstick comedy, and a contrast to highlight the intelligence and kindness of the female lead. Everyone is eagerly waiting for her to exit the stage. Faced with dangers ahead and behind, Qiao Qingyu isn't bothered at all. After all, she possesses a seed laboratory. The joy of having a golden finger is beyond your wildest imaginings!

Song Cheng transmigrated and became a blind errand boy in a medicine shop in a remote town. Fortunately, after he found a wife who did not disdain him, his "Golden Finger" also followed. Demons and ghosts roamed the Chaotic World, Profound Techniques went with Occult Sciences, Divine Weapons dazzled the cosmos, the Yin and Yang were inexhaustible. Song Cheng did not seek to dominate as a king, he simply wished to live his life well. ... This is the story of a person with Longevity, who walked through long years and witnessed innumerable Dynasties.

An Jing had transmigrated into the body of an ancient farm girl whom everyone could bully. On the day she crossed over, she was sold. Alright, seizing the servitude contract, stepping on her good-for-nothing parents, she held her freedom in her grasp, she was in charge of her marriage, she called the shots for her future—nobody could point fingers at her! An Jing assertively slapped her servitude contract onto the man beside her, "Keep it safe, from now on I belong to you." The man: "......" The man doted on her. Whatever she wanted to do, she did, and they even teamed up to torment all sorts of scum. The couple's life was incredibly satisfying. It's just that the man's identity... (A gratifying story, with both strong male and female leads, 1v1 pampering)

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Rain reborn in a new crisis ridden world, the book tells the journey of his navigating the crisis and making a place for himself in the new world. Rain's golden finger is similar to simunateosly travel to different world. So, as the story progress, many worlds, with different races and cultivation system will be introduced

But it wasn't just fear, she was irresistibly drawn to a stranger. She wanted him to touch her, to kiss her. Gillian’s legs were giving way from an inexplicable desire. She had never experienced anything like this. She wouldn't say she loved him, but she still felt sympathy. And then one meeting, Asher Christian swallowed her up. Asher leaned over, and she pressed herself into the bark. In her zeal to keep their bodies from touching, she overdid it and scratched her back, and badly. She felt a burning sensation. “You need to be careful.” The voice flowed like a pleasant wave. His fingers wandered over her bare skin and gave a short kiss to her lips. "Asher Christian! If you kiss me again, I will--" "What will you do? Bite me?" And then he pinned her to the wall.

Her wedding becomes a murder scene. All fingers pointed at her, the whole town was ready to hang her head on a spike. Iris Thorvald, the daughter of the Duke, raised in castle walls like a princess became a fugitive in her own home. “Run! As far as your leg's can take you! don't turn back,” Her grandmother had said to her. Off she goes, the unsuspecting blonde princess, falling into the clutches of the bloodthirsty Crown Prince. “The King of Wrath” They called him. The demon of Wrath suited better. He's out searching and plucking the eyes of his enemies out. Little bird Iris happens to fall on his bad side.

[Six-winged Divine Bird killed, eat flesh of beast to gain zero to ten percent increase in Evolution Progress.] [Flesh of Mythic Beast Six-winged Divine Bird eaten. Evolution Progress increased by 2000% ] [Complete Gene Structure(Genome) found; Six-wings gene.] [Installing Six-wings gene into the Cybergenetic pool, please wait…] On the brink of life and death, Lucifer's last hope was the demonic finger of unknown origin. Would he become a mindless killing machine like the others before him or strip off all limitations and step into a world of endless mutation, evolution and slaughter?

Johann Freyy had long accepted that life wasn’t for him. Every job he’d tried seemed to slip through his fingers, and each dismissal stung harder than the last. He was tired—tired of trying, tired of failing, tired of feeling like he was never enough. As a construction worker on a planet that was suffocating under its own weight, opportunities were few and far between, and the ones that existed were often out of reach for someone like him. A simple mistake, one that wasn’t even his fault, had cost him the only job he retained for a long period of time, and that was the breaking point. He had nothing left. No hope. No future. But that night, as he sat in a rowdy bar, surrounded by faces just as worn and defeated as his own, something changed. There, amid the noise and chaos, he overheard a conversation that would change his life for the better or worse.

SEBASTIAN ~ My Heart Burns For You LUCIA ~ You’re utterly obsessed with me EXCERPT “Body to body, Thigh to thigh” Sebastian says with a grip on her neck, his lips grazing hers slightly “N…no I can’t” Lucia stutters trying to escape his grip , his fingers skillfully running around her core “Yes you can and you will”

[You have awakened the Casanova System] ... Dane Morgans is a young man in the business world, forcibly bound to be loyal to the Grey Family, serving under them in Grey Corps until certain conditions are met when he receives his freedom. Dane seeks to take back what was once his but it seems not everyone buys into this notions. An attempt is made on his life but this near-death experience becomes the trigger for him to awakened the system which will turn his life around drastically. ...The Casanova System. With the Casanova System, Dane sees the prospects of achieving his freedom and taking back what is his. But first... he has to get the Grey Corps CEO's daughter wrapped around his fingers.

reincarnated into the world of zetxer Quinn was fortunate enough to bind the last embers of a dead divine having received, his memory and access to a divine treasury filled with things he could not use. “ha ha now that’s what I call unlucky. shit what am I meant to do with this, my golden finger” Quinn sat on the floor while staring blankly into space.

"You were sent to kill me, weren't you?" She asked in a low yet enchanting voice as she traced the cold silvery blade with her slender fingers while a beautiful smile danced on her red plump lips. Tracing the sharp edge of the cold blade with her fingers, she taunted, "But here we are, and still, you can't bring yourself to do it." ... Lores of a powerful night creature were told, and yet those who told didn't believe in it themselves, for they'd ripped their existence from the pages of history and deduced them to myths until she emerged to live. She, a powerful night creature, whose race was erased from the history, and rumored to possess immense power in her blood, appeared in the oblivion world who doesn't know about her existence A young girl named Carline Valentine is enrolled at Shadowthorne Academy solely for protection, but what if this protection is the real danger itself? He enrolls into the academy as a transfer student but beneath this facade is a dangerous assassin on a mission. The hunter meets his prey but decides to play before killing, but when the game turns into addiction, he hesitates to kill. A dangerous attraction between an assassin and his target: will he kill her, or is it the beginning of a beautifully dark romance? …

He slides his hand between her legs and pulls her in. She gasps and holds on to him for support as he runs his fingers between her lips and clit. She's trembling from his touch. As he moves his finger around the outside of her. "Time to rinse off" he whispers to her. He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half of her body to his and washes the soap off her backside. She throws her head back. And begins to let out a scream, but he covers her mouth with his hands and says "shhhhh be quiet now." He spins her around so her back side is pressed against his erected cock. Feeling it's cold contact she throws her head back again gasping. Her then washes the front of her off pressing hard against her he gropes her breast squeezing them tight and pinching her nipples. She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have what ever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to fuck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." discord for this book: https://discord.gg/36r6zZhf The book starts off without a lot of detail for the characters, but as the story progresses you you’ll notice each character develop and get to know them. Maybe even fall in love. Please enjoy!

In the infinite universe composed of planes, the number of planes that had gained fame with their might and traversed millions of years was no more than the fingers on one hand. Among them was the Celestial Plane, inhabited by beings known as the Fatihs. A young Fatih named Ülgen had just graduated from the academy of the Celestial Plane and was about to take his first step towards becoming a true Fatih in the infinite universe. He knew that his journey would be filled with countless dangers, and he was ready!

a soul who had always dreamed of being born in a fantasy of cultivation and being reborn into the Song family and hoped that it would awaken a super powerful golden finger and 16 years had passed nothing changed and only appeared after escaping the fire poison calamity and was a harbinger of his legend.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

I woke up to find myself married to a queenly beauty who happened to be the CEO of a company. Not only did I gain a wife, but also a house and a car. What's that? You're eyeing my wife? You're asking for trouble! First, taste my Immortal Palm technique, followed by a strike of Palm Thunder that will send you straight to meet Yama. Kid, pay attention. This is the fate of anyone who dares to lay a finger on my woman!

Jimbo is a Hardcore Gamer. He makes a living in E-Sports. Compete in a niche, but it's HIS niche. There is no one else at his level who performs heart and soul in his favorite genre: Management. Whether it's towns, cities, or even armies - Jimbo is the organizational master! A facet that is ironic when his death is brought about by the deplorable condition of his room. Perhaps a soul like his would seem pathetic to any ethereal and divine entity who would take it between their fingers. But the truth is that every soul has its precious place in the universe, and Jimbo's place was in a realm in crisis. Only he would no longer be Jimbo. He would become the dungeon.

Our protagonist is a vampiress that has everything, that all would envy. As she matures, Men after men, after men, they all are in constant turmoil with one another for her hand in marriage. Will she be able to pick one? Marry the 'one' the love of her life in a living in a simple life filled with contentment or will she succumb to greed as a Villainess and be the seductress they all love, to have handsome guys in her beck-and-call wrapped around her finger? ************************************************* 3RD PLACE | BRONZE WINNER WPC# 219 | MARY SUE *************************************************

**In a life full of pain, she leaved lonely, even though she had a family. After achieving the second best title in the police service, she was respected by many, but she also got herself some enemies. she was the lady with no friends, because she neither trust nor believed in anyone, after being heart broken. Even the man who made her his fiancee left her, disappearing with the one she called friend. How was she to believe in true love, when it never worked for her. And all she got was a broken heart in return for the love she gives. Abigail, the young energetic police officer, who's the best in drills title holder, hoped to find her Mr right, but how will she know when she doesn't believe in love. **His life had been a mess since he was asked to marry his childhood friend, who had always loved him, but he never did. He did not believe in love, and even if he did, his friend can't be his wife. He accept the proposal nonetheless, hoping to solve a conflict between two families, but the true colors of his wife to be was revealed in no time. Even though he was the CEO of his family's business, he was also COP officers in the Prisons Service. A mask just to find true friends, and also reduce the attention on him. Enoch never knew, that in his quest for peace and friendship, he'll also find the love of his life. How was he to accept his feelings when he never felt like that. And how was she going to stand by him when all she was going to get in his life was pain. Even he didn't know how to make her his, because both of them had someone they were to marry, and yet never believed in true love. __________ __________ Abstract "For goodness sake Tempest we are in the church premises, can't you wait?" She said trying to get away from his holds. "Don't you think it's the best place to give Lia a sister or brother?" He reply while kissing her on the neck and nape. "But you kno.... Mmmmmm... What..... are...... you...... doing....?" Her wards were cut short by Enoch with a kiss on the lips, making her speak in-between kisses. "Just helping the bishops, and I miss my love you know." He reply as he slip his fingers in her skirt unannounced. "Ahhhh..... Hhhhhaaa...... Tempest...... I... Ahhhh.... Am...ahhhh ..... Mmmmm." Abigail gaps for air as if there was no more air in the room as she felt his fingers thrusting in and out of her. She held on to his shirt as if her life depends on it, standing firm for him to continue. Enoch stopped kissing her so they could breathe in some air, but in just seconds moans and sounds of pleasure filled the room, since his fingers never stopped doing it work.

Life as the so cold "villainess" of the corporate world isn't easy, but I'm not apologizing for my ambition. They call me heartless, cunning or even evil, but I'm just a woman who knows what she wants. And what do I want now? The untouchable CEO and workplace tyrant, Damian Blackwood. Everyone feared his, but I have got my sights set on taming this big boss. Not for revenge, not for power, okay, maybe for a little power, but because I can. "Do you know what's dangerous about you? It's not your power, not your control. It's how irresistible you her when you try to act like you aren't wrapped around my little finger." Cassandra said with a teasing smirk while tracing a finger down his chest. Damien grabbed her wrist gently but firmly, pulling her close, he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist . "Wrapped around your finger? Keep telling yourself that. The only reason I let you get away with this is because watching you try to dominate me is....... adorable." Let's see if the "big boss" is ready to be wrapped around my little finger.

With just three sentences, you convinced the Paladin to spend five thousand Gold Coins for you. You truly are a master of the Undead who thoroughly understands human nature! … "Respected Master Amberser, after our review by the editors at 'Legendary Spells' Publishing, we regret to inform you that your paper 'Research on the Non-Humanoid Form Modification of Undead Creatures' is unsuitable for publication in our monthly magazine. We suggest that you submit your work to a magical academic journal with less stringent review requirements." A burst of ghostly blue flame erupted from the tips of fingers, reducing the rejection letter. "Damn it! You bastards are purely discriminating against liches, discriminating against undead magic!!!" "Drop dead!"

WARNING NOT FOR WEAK HEARTED AND NOTHING IN THE NOVEL IS PROMOTED OR GLORIFIED. I became a self-destructive hero who finds euphoria in pain. What should I do… First, I’ll cut off my finger and see how it feels? When I woke up, I wasn’t myself anymore. Literally. I’d become Leon—the perfect student, the academy’s golden boy, and a key character in Blades of Eternity. Except, there’s one problem. Leon’s not just any hero. He’s a masochist. Not the playful kind either. The kind who finds bliss in agony and can’t stop hurting himself, no matter how much he hates it. And now, I’m stuck in his body, living his twisted life. It doesn’t help that I’ve somehow inherited his compulsions. Every cut, every wound—it pulls me deeper into the dangerous mindset of the boy I’ve become. But I can’t let anyone know. Not my classmates, not the novel’s protagonist, no one. Because Leon’s story is heading straight for destruction, and if I don’t rewrite it, so am I. What should I do next…? Maybe try not to chop off another finger?