Trouser Bulge

I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Imagine you go to work like every other day, but you never expected to confront an agent of death, an event that will change your life forever. Natasha, a rebellious and sharp_tongued lady accidentally saw something she was never supposed to see, she comes across an agent of death, an immortal grim reaper cursed with endless existence and no emotions. Drogen is convinced that Natasha holds the key to ending his curse, and because of that, he does something forbidden, he revives her after death. Bound to him by a blood pact that he made with her out of impulse, she begins experiencing flashes of a forgotten past that tie her to him in ways she can't explain, and their connection deepens into something forbidden. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist. She finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. But there is one thing they both don't know, they were never supposed to meet again. Excerpt: Drogen's expression softened as he stared down at her lips, a rare glimpse of raw desire shining in his eyes. "You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I've been desperately wanting to do this since you hugged me." Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, soft but insistent, catching her completely off guard. Her breath hitched as his tongue teased hers, coaxing a response. She froze for a moment, her heart racing wildly, but as his warmth enveloped her, she gave in, kissing him back. Her hesitation melted away as his touch deepened, slow and gentle, yet ignited sparks through her whole being. His hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. She gasped softly when she felt his bulge pressed hard against her, her cheeks heating in response. He didn't seem to care—if anything, it turned him on even more. His grip tightened as though he couldn't get enough of her, his kisses growing bolder, more demanding, yet still carrying an undeniable tenderness. Her fingers gripped his shirt for balance, holding on as the intensity of his touch left her breathless. He kissed her like he was savoring her, like every second mattered, and it sent a thrill through her. Every brush of his lips, every press of his body against hers, made her forget where she was. All she could feel was him. Finally, he pulled back, their foreheads resting together as they tried to catch their breath. His voice was low and rough, full of longing. "You're driving me crazy, Nat." Her lips were still tingling from his kisses as she met his gaze, her own voice trembling but steady. "Then don't stop." His dark eyes blazed with desire, and a faint smile touched his lips. "You don't know what you're asking for," he murmured, his hand slipping lower, his touch firm yet careful, as if she might disappear if he wasn't careful. "Maybe I do," she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips despite the way her heart pounded in her chest. Something in his expression softened, but the hunger in his eyes remained. She had undone him completely, and for once, he didn't want to fight it. Whatever this was, he wasn't letting go, and neither was she. For fans of forbidden love, a rebellious heroine, steamy romance, dark fantasy, a tragic past life and happy endings, this book is for you TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains R18 scenes, detailed descriptions of violence, cruelty, murder and death.

This captivating novel is also adapted into a comic available on Webnovel. ---------------------------------- Cultivating inner strength with the Nine Yang Energy and training the body to an indestructible state, the Golden Back Nine Rings Saber sweeps across with a forty-yard long silver-blue blade energy. With force sinking into the dan tian, charging left and right, the Descending Dragon Palm bombards everything in sight. There's the Way of the Heart Demon Seed... Self-Forgetfulness... Sunflower True Power... Flying Dagger in the Void... Cassock Subdues Demons... Seven Forms of the Dragon... Palm of Buddha, War God Shattering! All are part of a riveting and blood-pumping journey in the world of martial arts! ... The mighty and robust Village Leader, Jiang Dali, sits quietly on his ornately carved pearwood chair, draped in a tiger skin coat over his bulging, strong muscles. His eyes are cold and tranquil as he surveils the newly recruited players sitting on both sides. Flattering praises from these players are incessant. 'Mighty Village Leader, invincible against swords and spears, an unmatched Iron Palm – please teach me your martial arts expertise!' 'Village Leader, can someone with sensitive skin practice the Iron Shirt technique?' 'Brother, spare the slick talk. The Village Leader is well-known for his ruthless and merciless nature.' A player, who had just resurrected at the City God Temple, makes a grimace, 'Ignorant at first, I didn’t grasp the hidden meaning in his words. The second time I listen, I'm already a soul under the knife. The Village Leader's word is law; asking the same question twice will get you sent on your way. I have no f**ks left to give.' In essence, this is all about a muscleman wielding a big saber, traversing through the thrilling and varied martial world without a female lead. A domineering and decisive tyrant, an Iron-Boss with player characters flowing like water....

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector comes to carve a payment from her body, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain permits only male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything is going according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold and unwavering authority, starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison of its own as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath cold allure lies a darkness Violet can’t ignore, a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to!'

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

Eric Crown rushed into the hospital, carrying the injured woman mindful of the fact that she is heavily pregnant. He left his assistant Andrew behind, who was trying to catch up with him. Andrew had tried to carry the woman from Eric but he refused to allow him or even allowed his driver touch her. ""Somebody help me" Eric immediately alarmed the hospital nurse at the reception immediately he entered with the injured woman. The emergency staff and nurses ran to him immediately seeing the injured woman in Eric's arms. Doctor what can be done for her Eric asked she is so seriously injured. We have to get the baby out of her first, the doctor replied assessing her injuries. We will try to save her life, I hope the baby is still alive the doctor added. What! Eric exclaimed shock. Take her to the operating theatre the doctor instructedthe emergency personnel there. The nurses and emergency staff put her on a hospital stretcher, and started wheeling her to the operation theatre. A nurse came with some papers for Eric to sign, he didn't even look at them he just signed. Dr. Robert, the medical director of the hospital was already informed of Eric's coiming. He just got to Eric at this time and asked who the woman involved in the accident was? Eric, still in shock with blood all over his shirt and trousers turned to Dr. Robert puzzled. What does that have to do with anything ? Dr. Robert was surprised by Eric's answer. Mr. Crown, I wanted to know if she was a family member he explained. No, I don't know her. She was hit by my car and we just rushed her here. Dr. Robert has known Eric for a long time, well known for his compassion and charity work but he never get emotionally involved. From the look on Eric's face, Dr. Robert felt there can only be one explanation then asked "were you driving" ? No, my driver was Eric answered. I see, you don't need to wait. Be rest assured we will take good care of her, it's just that from what I have seen she is in a critical condition. How critical Eric asked Dr. Robert. She might not survive Dr.Robert answered heavily, we were all quiet until a nurse came and told Dr. Robert they were ready for him at the operating theatre, he left with the nurse. She can't die, she cannot die Eric told himself. He felt this strong sense of attachment to her. Why is he feeling like this? As if, as if we have met before he thought. Sir, sir. sir? Andrew called out, touching Eric's shoulder lightly. Eric don't know how long he stood there but he suddenly realized Andrew was calling out to him. Sir, you need to change, there is a rest room over there Andrew said holding a change of clothes for him and pointing toward the restroom. Eric just continued to sit there, dazed! The incident playing over and over again in his mind. How come she was on the road at this time of the night? He wondered. She is heavily pregnant, why would any man allow his wife to move around at this time of the night?, and she was alone. Come to think about it, Eric didn't notice any wedding ring on her he thought, probably he didn't look properly. Mr. Crown, a nurse called out . Eric Crown looked up at her wondering when he sat down. Andrew immediately asked her what she wanted We need to know her name for our records she said We don't know Andrew answered.. But... It's an emergency, we had to rush her here, she was already unconscious Andrew explained. Then Dr. Robert suddenly came out of the Operating theatre, pulling off his face mask. We stood up as he walked toward us, eager for news . You have a baby girl Dr. Robert said smiling Me ? Eric asked surprised!

Mature Content! Maisie loosened her grip against the cloth on her chest, it fell to the ground, rendering her naked in front of him. "Do you still see me as a child, I'm all grown up now" She said with a sly smile on her lips, causing the man to look at her. The desire in his eyes didn't escape her gaze. His deep voice rang in the room, "Can you satisfy me, huh, Maisie" He called out her name seductively. Now she doesn't know who was seducing who. "Sure" She responded. Leif who was comfortable until now felt something throb in his trouser, he groaned, "Don't regret this" "I won't" she declared firmly, "We're married, it's normal for us to have sex" She said brazenly. *** 17-year-oldd Maisie is a cute, sweet but hot-tempered girl who lives with her old parents in a cottage by the woods. She had incurred a curse; she would fart whenever she was angry and would cry whenever she was happy. She had to remain neutral but it was impossible, she wasn't a rock! When she clocks 18, she started having weird dreams, abilities that ordinary humans can't possess, in her quest to find out who she was and how she incurred the curse, she met Leif who changed her life. Gave her so much happiness and love she could ever desire and she gave him everything she had too! However, he soon figured out that she was a witch, those they had been at war with, he was torn between his love for her and customs. Likewise, the elders in the covens would never allow her to be together with him. How would she protect their love?

It pays to look like the undead, when the paranoid emperor holds all first born nobles hostage in the Royal Academy. Particularly when the promiscuous crown prince treats the place as his own personal harem. That's why the infamous royal recluse, Lord Patric Siccus, doesn't mind that he looks like a dehydrated goblin, or that his eyes bulge out when he's too excited, and how his mouth fills up the rest of his face when he tries to smile. He went there for the library, after all. ___________________ !!! DISCLAIMER !!! This novel is a work of fiction. Any similarity to events, people, objects or places both real or fiction, are merely the product of an overactive imagination, unless specified. Copyright 2024 Gem Vecino All rights reserved No part of this online publication or any of its contents may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted in any way, form, or kind without the prior written consent of the author, Gem Vecino - aka - Alex Rosas - aka - Psynoid Al.

I didn’t see it coming. One second, I was scrolling through my phone, watching yet another video that added nothing to my life. The next, I was falling—plummeting through an endless void, weightless and disoriented. When I finally opened my eyes, I wasn’t in my dingy apartment anymore. Instead, I was sprawled on a patch of soft grass, staring up at a sky so blue it felt unreal. Birds chirped in the distance, their songs crisp and clear, not the muffled squawks of city pigeons. Was I dreaming? I sat up, my heart pounding. My clothes were different—simple, rustic. Brown trousers and a loose white tunic. My hands, once scrawny and pale, were now calloused and strong. And then, it happened. DING!

-[Highly Mature Content]- Lu Feng has been expelled from the heavenly realm, a consequence of the sins he committed: Sin 01: Daily malevolent smashing with the king's daughter Sin 02: Nourishing the queen's vagina Sin 03: Establishing a sect of sex for himself and his harems for solely malevolent pleasures Sin 04: Increasing the size of his cucumber with dark magic "Eh? How the hell do you mistake pleasure for sins?" Lu Feng yelled, veins bulging from his face. However, he was still executed. "Fools... I didn't believe the dark magic spell of soul transfer would work... hehehe." Interrupting his bewilderment was a knock on the door. The hotel room service entered, surprising Lu Feng with such an ass. Five minutes later... "Ma... ma... Master Lu... Lu Feng... Spare me!" Would he once again catch the eyes of Goddesses begging for his manliness, and climb to an unreachable pinnacle with secret admirers begging for one night... having millions of babies and his own bloodlines? spoiler Alert!: He Will...! "Call me Master Lu Feng!" --------- (Note: This story contains no yuri or netorari.... Extra tags include Wincest, Smut, Netori, Twins, MILFS, Priestesses, Nuns, Demonesses, Monstergirls, Dragons, Revenge, Conquest, Oyakodon, Dual Cultivation, Ero Leveling, Large Harem, Ahegao, Slut-Training, Goddesses Pay Mc for Sex, and many more cultured tags.)

Except; "...there is nothing we can do. The punishment for his crime is obvious," Brenda stated, looking at where Louise was standing, with a handcuff around his hand. Sonya's expression was blank with no emotions on her face. She didn't want to look at Louise, because it would only make it hard for her. "Death or life imprisonment." Brenda shifted her gaze to her sister. She could see the pain she was trying to hide. Sonya's fists were clenched by her side, and tears had already piled at the rims of her eyes. Brenda poked her cheek with her tongue, and looked at Sonya's bulging stomach. Her eyes hardened and flashed with a ruthless glint. "You should leave the country. This is his karma, and he must face it," she said to have Sonya look at her. 'Giving up... is also an option. I'm tired...' Sonya thought. Sonya is a renowned doctor in the field of psychology and psychiatry, who is driven by her obsession to protect her family and their inheritance. Her life takes a sudden twist when she meets and decides to help a little girl, the daughter of a rich business tycoon, Louise Cole. However, the man turns out to be her ex-boyfriend and past lover in college who had abandoned and forgotten about her. Louise doesn't remember her at first, but when he does, he tries to make amends and pursues Sonya. However, his past haunts him and his mental condition deteriorates. Lying deep in his family is a shattering secret of an incident that happened 11 years ago. When Louise's mistress and two mysterious enemies arise against the couple, the secrets are exposed, creating a rift between them. Will Sonya stay by his side as she promised? Or will she choose to give up on him?

" Bryan!" Veronica shouted through the crowd, it seemed like the whole school had come outside to see the famous country six (C6) boys. The girls gasped when their eyes landed on the boys, six boys actually running the school, Veronica herself wondered how her friend was coming out from an extra ordinarily expensive car with expensive clothing on. Back in her old town he used to wear normal clothes with them even though he came in an expensive black car that day, he didn't look this way...... He looked glorified in his white shirt and sea blue trousers matching his baby blue irises with white sneakers. His hair was combed to it's normal length covering his forehead and slightly glowed under the sun bringing into view it's golden blonde colour and Veronica's jaws dropped at the sight. She had promised her mom to forget about the feelings she had for her friend, couldn't she be a little selfish to pray to have him as well even after he helping her get into school and all that! She shook her head and focused on getting his attention. Waving her hands and calling his name annoyed him the most, as if a forever he turned to look in her direction and his eyes widened for a while before he frowned at her and all eyes looked at his direction to see who he was looking at. " What the hell! Who is she? She doesn't even fit in here! Yeah haven't seen her before..." One said followed by another and another. They held disgusted expressions on their faces, even Bryan and the only one with an unchanged expression was the white haired guy standing at the left side of Bryan. The girls came at Veronica with a bigger frown, they treated her like shit! Bryan stared down at her without saying anything and it even got worst when he turned around to leave the crowded place behaving like he had never seen her before like he was not the one who brought her there......

**Mature Content** [I hope the day never comes when I can’t find a reason to keep loving you, for you are my every reason.] ********************* Yoon Haeun, a quirky 27-year-old chaebol heir and who runs a game company, is often pestered by his unconventional mother about settling down and having children. As an omega who has never experienced his heat cycle, Haeun is constantly set up with alphas by his mother. Unfortunately, the pheromones of these alphas usually make him nauseous and disgusted. Everything changes when Haeun meets Cheon Yeongsoo a third-generation heir whom he has previously disliked. When Haeun encounters Yeongsoo’s pheromones, he is unexpectedly enveloped in a sense of safety and comfort—a feeling he’s never experienced before. As Haeun’s heat cycle arrives, he finds himself irresistibly drawn to Yeongsoo. Three days later, Haeun wakes up disoriented in Yeongsoo’s bed, his mind racing with confusion and a surge of panic. The room is unfamiliar, and the scent of Yeongsoo’s pheromones is overpowering. He tried to piece together the fragments of his memory from the night before, only to realize the gravity of his situation. The man he’s long disliked is now his unlikely savior, and the last thing Haeun wanted was to admit how much he had grown to need Yeongsoo. **Excerpt** Haeun looked up at Yeongsoo with a pout, his hand resting on his pregnant belly. “Will you still love me if I weigh 200kg and become very ugly?” Yeongsoo chuckled, pulling Haeun close and gently hugging his bulging stomach. “You’re already displeasing to the eyes, so it doesn’t really matter.” Haeun’s eyes welled up as he looked at Yeongsoo,obviously hurt. “Are you saying I’m ugly?” Yeongsoo’s smile softened as he held Haeun, brushing his fingers through his hair. “Whether you weigh 200kg or become ugly, you’ll always be the prettiest person in my eyes. Why? Because I love you. You’re my everything, Haeun. And no matter what, that won’t ever change.” Haeun’s heart swelled, a tear slipping down his cheek as he snuggled closer. “You really know how to make everything feel okay.” Yeongsoo kissed his forehead tenderly. “That’s because being with you is the best part of my life.” --- GT gifts-> 1-3 chapters (depending on amount) Gifts—> 1-5 or a mass release depending on how high the gift will be. Win-win ranks- 5 chapters or more after meeting each tier! Extra chapters-> gotten from points and comments (1-2 chapters) ^^

"So, you're telling me I wrestled three cyclopes last night and... won?" Dr. Alexander Matthews, a myth-obsessed professor, never expected his latest research trip to Greece would lead to actually becoming Hercules. After stumbling upon a cursed diary, Alexander wakes up in ancient Greece... only now he’s got bulging muscles, an olive-wood club, and a to-do list that includes slaying the Nemean Lion. His body is built for heroics, but his mind is still very much a coffee-fueled academic. Between dodging centaurs and managing way too many injuries, Alexander struggles to keep his cool. With ancient monsters to fight, divine drama to dodge, and the constant realization that he's really bad at ancient Greek armor, Alexander must somehow survive Hercules' legendary labors — all while trying not to faint from pain... or embarrassment. "So, about the Nemean Lion... any chance it just needs a hug?"

In the flowing light of the street lamps, the man's side face looked even colder and harder than the night. "I never help anyone," the man said, looking at her grubby fingers clutching onto his trousers. Several military police officers stepped forward, ready to drag her away. She had no strength left to struggle and slumped in their arms. But at that moment, his cold and detached voice came, "I only do deals for benefits. What will you offer in exchange for your life?"

"You have every right to scream. But no one is going to rescue you. So it's best you comply with me". Jack told her in a soothing voice. "I don't want this". She said with tears already straining down her cheeks. Jack wiped her tears with his palm. "You will cry now but very soon, you will be the one to thank me". He said as his eyes lustfully looked round her body. He made to unbutton the T-shirt she was wearing, he stared into her eyes in a manner that could send shivers through her spine. "I really want you Bella, and I…..". He stopped as he removed the belt which was on his trouser. "Stop!, just stop. What do you think you want to do". She said in a shaky voice. "What is in your mind".

(WARNING, THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.) [ON HOLD FOR THE MEAN TIME] ______________ "Let go of me." She uttered coldly at the young man that wrapped one of his hands around her waist, from behind, as they hid in the shade of a dark corner, that could barely contain the two of them. She has never been touched so intimately like this by the opposite gender. The feel of his hand around her waist and the heat from his body, repulsed her. He pulled her closer to his chest and whispered in her ear, in a low but harsh tone; "Shut up! Are you trying to blow our cover!? If you would prefer to be held by those guys, then please, go ahead, be my guest. Just don't implicate me." The man's grip on her waist began loosening and slipping off. When this happened, she noticed that a part of her body was protruding out of the corner. This frightened her. Instinctively, she caught the man's hand before it had completely slipped off her waist and pushed her body onto his. Every part of her behind rested on the man now. "Shameless," He uttered in disgust. His words cut through her like a knife would. It was clear in the way he spoke that he wasn't interested in touching her. In a way, she felt insulted, she couldn't figure out how the man behind her felt disgusted by her body. Her body was to die for. Suddenly, she felt a hard bulge poking the upper part of her butt cheek. Knowing what it was, she smirked. "Vile hypocrite!!" She uttered loudly in triumph. "Aayyoo boys!! I heard a sound coming from over there!!" Immediately they heard this, the smirk on the girl's face disappeared and was replaced with fear. Her heart began beating faster and harder, scared of what was about to befall them. "I told you to shut up." The guy said angry before pushing her off his body and taking off. This scared the girl, she thought that he was leaving her to die, as if cold water had been splashed on her, she regretted her actions... _____________ A story about a young man that meets the many faces reality has. He struggles to fit-in, in a society that rejects a presence like his. His not-so-financially stable family struggling to pay the debts that they owe and trying to provide a better life and a better opportunity for their kids. He is faced with many obstacles, from his parents, his emotions, and the people around him. Not long after getting a scholarship to study at one of the most prestigious universities in the world, he found out that there was something he wanted to do. For the first time in his life, he wanted something so bad that it affected his rationality, he wanted to play soccer. He fell in love with the game, the joy that it brought to his heart, the peace that it brought to his mind. This game of ball brewed dreams for him, dreams different from the ones his parents had for him. This could only mean trouble to him. Join in and read as he struggles to try and live up to his dreams and the dreams of his parents. Learn his Odyssey to stardom... __________ Note: MOST OF THE PLACES, CHARACTERS, AND ORGANIZATIONS IN THIS BOOK ARE FICTIONAL. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER OF THE BOOK WAS BORROWED. IF THE OWNER SEES IT AND WANTS IT REMOVED, PLEASE INDICATE IN THE REVIEW OR COMMENT SECTION.

" Ding... System:- Origin of Divinity System type:- Evil Technology:- Reality merging with unlimited guidance. Username:- Luke Whitestone Age: 34 years Race:- Brahnian Power:- Rule of Origin Rank:- Overlord Special info:- Husband of the primordial goddess Nyx. He had become a god via the power of Balance. Current tasks:- 1)Find the person who destroyed his brother's life. 2) Restore Nyx's power and memory. Fun fact about the user:- Even though he has the strength of an overlord rank, he is not strong enough to satisfy his wife. Lol." Luke closed and opened his eyes twice at the gold coloured holographic panel, which was floating before him. And after reading the last line of the panel, his facial expression got ugly. His forehead was full of bulged veins. " You...." ●●●● Want to read the rest? Then why the heck are you waiting?

After pregnant Elena gets accused of infidelity and gets rejected by Alpha Darius, she rejects and disappears from the Pack. Years later, Alpha Darius is invited to a party by the most feared Alpha, Alpha Killian. He sights Elena from afar, so different and more beautiful. Beside her is a young boy, agile, handsome and a photocopy of him. He walks up to Elena. "Long time no see, Elena." "Good day Darius. It's good to see you after so many years," she says with a smile. Alpha Darius looks at the boy beside her and smirks. "Is he my son?" Elena smiles and points to a very tall handsome man. "That's his father over there. He has organized this party because he wants to introduce our son to everyone as the Pack's heir." Follow the journey of Elena, a kind-hearted Luna initially chosen by Alpha Darius, who faces rejection and false accusations of infidelity. As she disappears from her pack and rises as Luna of the Silver Howl Pack, she transforms from a timid soul into a resilient force. *chapter 101 sneak peek "So, Elena," Sarah drawled, her voice dripping with venom. "Ready to cooperate yet? Ready to accept my son is the heir not yours?" I squared my shoulders, refusing to show any sign of weakness. "I and my son don't need a position in this Pack, Sarah. Justin doesn't want to be the heir of this Pack but it turns out everyone wants him to be the heir because he doesn't have an evil blood running through him," I declared defiantly. "And you'll never lay a hand on my son." Sarah's lips curled into a cruel smirk. "Oh, Elena, you're so naïve. And yes, what if my son has an evil blood, he'll never be unlucky as your son was and is," she taunted. "Do you really think you have any say in this? Your son is in my custody now, and you may never see him again." My heart sank at her words, but I refused to let despair consume me. "You'll regret this, Sarah," I warned, my voice trembling with rage. "If you lay a finger on my son, I'll make sure you pay for it. I'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth if I have to." Sarah's laughter filled the room, a chilling sound that sent shivers down my spine. "You think you can threaten me, Elena? I'm so so scared. Please don't hurt my son, Elena," she sneered. "You're nothing but a pawn in my game. And soon, you'll be nothing at all, just like your son." But I refused to back down, my determination unyielding. "Mark my words, Sarah," I spat, meeting her gaze with resolve. "You may think you hold all the cards now, but justice will catch up to you eventually. And when it does, you'll regret every moment you spent tormenting my son and me. I just warn you now, play stupid games with me but not with my son. Don't forget you have a son too. An eye for an eye." With that, Sarah's smirk faltered, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. For a fleeting moment, I glimpsed a hint of fear in her eyes – a crack in her façade of invincibility. But just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone, replaced by a cold, steely resolve. "We'll see about that, Elena," she hissed, before slamming the door shut behind her, leaving me once again in the suffocating darkness of my captivity. As the minutes turned into hours, I clung to the flicker of hope burning within me, praying for the day when justice would prevail and my son would be safe in my arms once more. A man came into the room with a chain. "Hello missy, I have just got an order to torture you and also rape you," the man said heartlessly as he gave me a cold stare. "If I was you, I wouldn't do it. Only stupid people would," I sneered. "Trust me I'm the most stupid," and with that, he flung the chain and it collided with my arm. I screamed in pain. He began to unzip his trouser. "You look so beautiful. Can't wait to taste you." I wouldn't let him do this to me. No. Never. Just as the man advanced towards me, his intentions clear and my fear reaching a crescendo, the door suddenly burst open with a resounding crash.

"Then do as I said hottie" She unbolt my trouser which she tossed away smiling at my rod again "Will I be her paid for this or what? I don't understand" I thought. "If it's about the money then don't worry cos I can give you any amount you want,as long as you pleasure me" She fell on the large table and widened her leg pulling me to the middle. "How come she knows I'm thinking about the money? Does she heard me or what?" I hesitate. "This isn't right" "5 thousand dollars? What do you say?" She smirked My eyes widened. In my whole existence,I've never make as much as 5 dollars. She want to give me for pleasuring her. What more? She'll be pleasuring me equally. "Deal!" I uttered out and immediately dived my dick inside her,fucking her fast immediately... "Fuck!" **** Claire Walker is 25,a pretty,curvy young independent and successful lady. She lives alone since age of 16 after she lost her parents to plane crash. As the only child with no siblings/half siblings she inherit their whole riches and wealth alone. After college she started managing her family's company. She's tactful and dedicated,kind loved by everyone especially her workers. All Claire ever wanted was to have a family of her own. Get married at the right age and have her own kids. But,she suddenly develop a strange wild urge. She got nymphomaniac at age 23 and she her wild urge for sex grows every single day,she can't go without having sex a day or she'll die. Yes she will. She became a regular customer at different hotels and bars,get fucked by random mans every single night. She become a professional night stander,she doesn't get payed for getting fucked. She paid them instead.

"Stop it, Ethan! Stop doing this to me!" I wished I could utter those words, but my body betrayed me. His touch alone made me lose all connection with my senses. Internally, I screamed for freedom as his seductive kisses rendered me tongue-tied. I was tired of being treated like a mere sex toy by this man, yet my body continually danced to the rhythm of his waist. I let him have his way, gasping softly, my lips defying all moral sanity. After a few rounds of pleasure, he pushed himself off me, put on his pants, and walked out the door as if I meant nothing. The realization hit me hard: I shouldn't have let this happen. I should have stood my ground this time and not succumbed to his wishes. I picked up my clothes, the last pieces of dignity left in me. "Ethan!" I yelled, chasing after him. "Please wait!" "What is it, woman?" he halted, looking disgusted by my presence. "We're married, for crying out loud! You can't keep treating me like trash. Tell me what I did wrong. Tell me if there's anything I should change about myself. I'm willing to do anything, please, Ethan. To make this marriage work, I'm willing to do whatever you want. Just don't pick her over me again!" I sobbed, halfway on my knees, begging with my hands clenched to his trousers. --- Elizabeth Douglas, a young heiress, finds herself falling for her father's driver, Ethan Haynes. But there's a twist - Ethan is already engaged to Stella. Just when Lizzy decides to walk away, she uncovers a shocking betrayal that changes everything. Get ready for a story of untold secrets, broken ties, new alliances, romance, revenge, and a love that refuses to be forgotten.

last installment now serializing! just search 'The transmigrated Villainess after her fall' Add to lib and vote!!!! Thank you all!!!!!!! WARNING: MATURE CONTENT CHAPTER EXCERPT -- “Wait, someone might see.” Charlton said, recalling the glass window. “I’m prepared for that.” Serena replied as she bent to open her bag on the floor and then took out a film like looking sticker. “I found this at the market yesterday.” “I must say that I’m ill-prepared for this.” He noted as he furrowed his brows. Serena stood up and gave him the sticker. Then she placed her right hand on the bulge of his pants, directly gripping his erection. “Well, I must say that you’re not. Now, do place the sticker on the window.” — Serena Chen lived a life filled with love and success, while devoid of any hardship. So, when it was time to go, she went peacefully. However, as if fate was playing its game on her, she opened her eyes again only to discover that she has transmigrated as Serena Maxwell, the villainess in the novel "A Cinderella story in Victorian fantasy era" written by her very own granddaughter. Set in a Victorian-esque era, Serena Lilianne Maxwell was the only daughter of the Ducal house of Maxwell. She was rich, beautiful, a little haughty, and the fiancé of the crown prince. Every lady wants to be her, but sadly, the crown prince, Geoffrey, fell in love with Emily Evans, the daughter of an impoverished Baron. Seeing how young and beautiful she was again, her only thought was, since she already lived her past life as a normal decent lady, why not live as a semi-wanton lady of the era to fulfill her fantasies? Thus, she set her sights on her first target, Charlton Daniel, the only son of the duke of Suffox, cousin of the crown prince, and the original novel's second male lead. After some twists and turns, like any other sappy romantic story, the two inevitably fell in love. However, contrary to the novel's original plot, Geoffrey, the crown prince, who Serena was still politically engaged to, fell for her. It would have been less complicated if the engagement was not one ordained by the king, but it was. With this situation, what would Charlton and Serena have to do and what sacrifices must they make, to get to their happily ever after? Join them to find out. -- This novel will have romance, adventure, comedy, friendship, betrayal, politics, drama, smut, and so much more. (This will be a feast for historical drama and music lovers) Just for clarification, the world Serena transmigrated to is a Victorian-esque era so it's not exactly historically accurate. Timelines may be jumbled specially when it comes to some technological advances, but I try to keep them as realistic as possible. BTW, if anyone is curious about the age, this is more historically accurate. People in Victorian era marries on average, 26 for male, and never dropped lower than 22 for female. PS Cover art not mine, just edited by me PSS This is an original story I wrote — I also wish to thank Stephanie who made this MV for our Serena Charlton ship. If anyone’s interested, please just search in youtube: Serena charlton against all odds Or if you are geoffrey serena shipper she also made these MVs: Geoffrey & Serena part(1) Geoffrey & Serena part(2) Geoffrey & Serena part(3) and Geoffrey & Serena part (4) Thank you!!! — Volume 3 will be dark so if you dont like then just stop reading in volume 2.

“I've never experienced this kind of energy before, I think we might be getting closer. Stay close to me Ivy.” he reached out his hand for her, circling his hands around her waist as he pulled her closer to him. “Don't you ever leave me Ivy.” he breathed the words against her neck, taking in her familiar scent “Lan.. Lance, not here please.” she said in a half whisper, her hand found the spot on his neck where she had laid her last bite on and memories from the other night rushed through her head, making her insides clutch with uneasiness, her hunger for his touch grew stronger. “But your body craves for my touch.” he gave out a soft laugh, revealing his elongated fangs that were ready to suck deep into her fragile skin, his huge bulge poking her stomach. “Lance.” she breathed out softly, when his lips touched her neck. He basked in the fragrance of her smell as he let the tip of his fangs graze over her delicate skin, his body shivered from the sensation that gave him. “Ivy Stroman!!.” The deep voice reverberated through the walls causing Ivy to startle while Lance remained unflinching. They came to an abrupt pause with Ivy's heart pounding vigorously against his stomach. “...and Lance, The Alpha's messenger, is this how you tell her she's going to die?.” the voice gave a mocking chuckle. “She's not going to die!.” Lance retorted “Oh? Well, Ivy, if you must journey back to the world beyond, you have to die, to save your kingdom.” the voice spoke without remorse.

As she makes a move to get up from the big man's lap, she hears a groan and the weight on her hips increases as he presses her further on his huge bulge. "You are such a fu**ing tease Jasmine." he groans lowly in her ear. Being employed by the richest man in the World was not Jasmines definitely, but now she has to work all day under his strong gaze, and the more he looks at her the more she gets a crush on him To him she was just a baby till one night when he stumbled in on her in a towel, and after that she became the one thing he wanted but he wasn't sure he could get Contract marriage

In the desolate landscape of a post-apocalyptic world overrun by zombies, a lone survivor emerged, his name whispered in awe and fear alike - Xander. Xander was unlike any other survivor. Through some twist of fate or fortune, he possessed a unique ability: the power to absorb the strength and agility of the undead he vanquished. With each zombie he dispatched, Xander felt a surge of energy, his muscles bulging with newfound strength, his reflexes honed to a razor's edge. It was as if the very essence of the zombies he slew infused him with their abilities. As he roamed the wasteland, Xander became a beacon of hope for those struggling to survive. His legend spread far and wide, drawing both allies and enemies alike. Some hailed him as a savior, while others feared the unstoppable force he had become. But Xander was not content with merely surviving. He sought to uncover the truth behind the apocalypse, to discover the source of the zombie outbreak and put an end to it once and for all. With his unparalleled strength and agility, Xander embarked on a perilous journey, facing hordes of the undead and rival factions vying for control of the shattered world. Along the way, he encountered friends and foes, each one testing his resolve and pushing him ever closer to his ultimate goal. But as Xander delved deeper into the mystery surrounding the apocalypse, he uncovered dark secrets that threatened to consume him. Forces beyond his comprehension lurked in the shadows, manipulating events to their own twisted ends. In the end, Xander stood alone against the true mastermind behind the apocalypse - a malevolent entity hellbent on plunging the world into eternal darkness. With all his strength and agility, Xander faced his greatest challenge yet, risking everything to save humanity from annihilation. In a climactic showdown, Xander emerged victorious, vanquishing the darkness and restoring hope to the world. But even as peace returned, Xander knew that his journey was far from over. With his newfound powers, he would continue to protect the innocent and confront any threats that dared to arise. And so, the legend of Xander, the Survivor's Ascension, lived on, a beacon of hope in a world consumed by chaos.

With a sly grin on his lips, his eyes locked onto her. "Don't come chasing after me, my dear wife," he warned in a low voice, "unless you're ready to lose your virginity." Her mouth opened to speak, but no words formed, as desire pulsed through her body. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- You could call it crazy but yes! I'm an innocent girl avoiding guys betrothed to a ruthless billionaire. I should be happy right?? But I'm just nineteen and he's thirty-two, I don't even know if I'm ready for it but what can a girl do? My parents want this. They say he's charming and women's choice. Should I be happy??... In "THE CEO's Little Wife," innocence clashes with power as a young beauty is betrothed to a feared billionaire. Can she tame the beast within him? Find out in this captivating tale of love and danger.

The novel features MATURE CONTENT (R18+). Extreme from the 74th chapter onward. "I couldn't put my mind off you...again." He sounded so timid and his voice was fading along with his confession. "I'm stuck into you... Tina!" He broke out strongly. The doubts in her floated with her tears, along with several sniffs, and the vibration coming from the way she wanted to calm but all ceased momentarily and she felt void to her core. In Inturns, the chilled breeze that her body was not responding to started rushing deep to her spine and her body shivers uncontrolled. Her eyes bulged and her gaze strayed upon him. "W-What.. what... does that... suppose to mean?" Stammered, she asked. Lord Edam prowled his ocean blue eyes upon her lips which were quivering. He could see how his confession got her shocked but in a way that shocked him too. He never realized how deeply he felt for her, not until this very moment... —He could no longer deny her. Naya was lost...completely. Was he that same rogue king? A devil Known for his crude and massacred nature?  "Don't you feel the same way as I do, Tina?" He whispered, "I will accept and understand if you reject me... but just say something to me." Naya closed and open her eyes again. The intense heat she was feeling underneath her skin was hellish. Likewise, Lord Edam was trying hard to suppress the urge of his brutality. Feared he was going to scare the shit out of her again but then the eagerness to brace her into his soul was more dominating.  He just needs her to say a word... Just an answer! Beneath her breath, she whispered. "I do but..." As soon as that solemn voice came to him, his soft lips press gently on hers...smooching the fear out of her. I need no more words but this... I do! • • • Getting transmigrated into a world of werewolves, only to meet a rogue King who was tormenting as hell and evil as the devil but what? She was his soulmate... His breed-mate... His bounded mate... to Torment... to Destroy... and to Love! Novel tags... #Sweetlove #adventure #mystery #magic #werewolfsliceoflife #Alpha #Dark #Royals #Romance Other Book: 'YOU BELONG TO ME' Contact Author. Instagram: elita_author Facebook: Author Elita Rose Discord: Elita_Rose#0411 (Cover art belongs to the respective owners, edited by me.)

"He was my favourite sin" 18+ "We kissed until we ran out of breath. "We should not be doing this, Alex..." "Why not, Mira? Don't tell me you don't want this?" His bulge touched my stomach, and I could now feel how much I wanted him to take me there. My mind is resisting, but my heart wants him. This is wrong... This has to stop. "Your silence told me the answer." I gasped as he pushed himself inside of me. I gripped hold of him as he began to thrust inside of me. Sin... A sweet sin that we are indulging in. Surprisingly, I loved all of it." A girl with twisted fantasies and desires hidden for a long time. Something she always wanted but never could attain. Something deep with hidden meaning, that made her mind swirl with a mist of lust and love. One man who changes her life entirely. One night turned her life upside down. One confusion she longed for an answer to. A forbidden love. The consequences are harder than they thought. Promises and love are not enough. She must find the answers. Will she ever be able to? She was the desire of all men. He was the fire to her desire. Together, they are on a dangerous road. A FORBIDDEN ROMANCE. A TWISTED LOVE- TEMPTED. BOOK-1 Contains explicit sex scenes and strong language.

*** MATURE CONTENT*** ... ... "Are you shy?" he asked, his shirt open, revealing his chiseled physique as he extinguished his cigarette. "Come to Papa," he urged again. Zephyra, now emboldened, approached him slowly, leaning in close. Using Her finger traced the contours of his chest slowly romantically. "Ahh!" a low moan escaped his lips. Then she drew closer, meeting his silver gaze. "Tell me what you want," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. She pressed her lips to his, trailing kisses down to his neck. " You !" He said as His moans filled the air as she moved lower, trailing hungry kisses across his chest. Kneeling before him, she boldly reached for the bulge beneath his trousers, her hand teasingly rubbing the growing arousal. "I noticed you watching while dancing," Zephyra said seductively, her lips brushing against his. "Yeah, I do; you look hot, and I want you," he confessed, his voice filled with desire as he struggled to contain his temptations. He rolled her onto the couch, reaching to remove his shirt. ___ Zephyra, a resilient single mother, navigates life's trials following genetic diseases and personal adversities. Despite her challenges, she hesitates to lean on her devoted friend Anastasia and the compassionate gay doctor Lucius, unwilling to burden them further. Her world shifts dramatically when she encounters a domineering CEO billionaire who perceives her as a fortune hunter, subjecting her to mistreatment. As she delves deeper into his world, she unveils his sinister nature, ushering in a new phase of her life fraught with danger and uncertainty, impacting not only herself but also her daughter.

I stroke the white horse I am riding lovingly before getting off. we are currently at the river, the one called flowing souls. Such an eerie name for a beautiful river. I move towards the bank, where the hands of the water caress the soft bosom of the land. I feel the water rush forward and stop just in front of me, kissing the tips of my shoes. I close my eyes and think of nothing but happiness. The first time I went hunting with him, my jayjay. The feel of his hands on my body, the fire in his eyes when they roam over my body, that lust, that desire. The way he laughs, the way he adores me, that is happiness. Just then, I catch a weak scent of blood in the air. It is appetizing, my stomach churns and makes loud noises, and my legs take off of their own will in search of food. There's blood everywhere. I am covered in blood. A man lay in front of me pale as ash, his hands clutching his neck, eyes bulged out in terror. But I feel no guilt, none at all. My eyes widen In pleasure. JayJay wouldn't approve of it, but this is what we are. His ideas are Noble, but you can't deny your nature and still be you. Humans have never denied their nature. They give in to their pleasures and cravings all the time. Animals are slaughtered for their satisfaction, as food. How is that any different from what I have just done? I lick my fingers, enjoying the scent of the drying blood on them, he was truly a delicacy. This part of me is a part he will never see, never. ################################### After what felt like an eternity, I began to feel it, the cold, but it was just my heart that felt it. The other parts of me became numb, I didn't feel anything or hear anything or see anything, just the cold in my heart and the darkness, the black sea. I didn't go inside it, I sat at the bank of the sea and listened to the silence of the water. I knew the thoughts of the black sea, I could feel its consciousness, its desires and fears, it feared me, so I sat and watched. Then a lady with white flowing hair approached me, she had on a white wedding dress, she was beautiful. She stood at the mouth of the sea, where the water kissed the land and she beckoned to me, but I didn't see her, I only saw the silence and the black sea. "you have to accept me in" she says with a cocky voice. "why" "why? I am the power, I am the beauty, I am the awakened, you are nothing without me" "you're wrong" I say, standing up and turning my back to her. I walk a little distance then stop, "you're nothing but a restless voice who needs me to exist" and I was gone with the wind, back to where I belonged, back to the arms of my loving boyfriend and his best friend.

"We had a deal, miss Miller. Your body for my time". Jason's raven eyes locked on hers and her lips parted to speak but closed almost immediately with a gulp. She’d impulsively agreed to his terms to avoid being kicked out, but was he truly serious about getting down to it? And here of all places?! “Mr. Timberlake”, she met his cold, stiff gaze with a hesitant smirk knowing well that stalling for time would be futile. A single trickle of sweat streaming down the side of her face as she carefully rephrased her next few words. “How about we change the terms slightly?”. “No”. He replied almost nonchalantly, getting up to trail around the glass desk to where the woman sat. The bulge in his pants only heightening his imposing appearance, causing Veronica’s heart to race. “Now get on your knees, or get out”. ______________ Veronica Miller, a twenty-five year old brunette who couldn't keep up with with her bills decides to do a one time stand-in job where she pretends to be someone else. Unfortunately, she the job wasn’t as simple as showing up as she was mistaken for a hired sex worker. She crosses paths with cold, merciless billionaire-Jason Timberlake whose the type to work someone to the bone till a debt is repaid. Trapped between her own fragile sanity and the need to get her life back on track, Veronica dances to his tune while trying to juggle her personal relationships. But just how much can she take before she breaks? _________ Jason Timberlake, the cold and distant heir to a vast business empire, was trained by his ruthless father to suppress personal emotions. However, everything changes when Veronica enters his life. Both haunted by their troubled pasts, an undeniable connection forms between them. Jason finds himself torn between the intense emotions he's begun to feel and the potential consequences of letting Veronica into his carefully constructed world. But then again, in the dangerous dance of love and desire, some rules are meant to be broken.