Pocket Pussy

Jemma accepted the bag from his hand giving him a suspicious stare ... " Why did you help me ... You could leave it there .. and I'll get it tomorrow.. " she said with a light frown and he just stood staring at her with his hands in his pockets ... His black curly hair giving him the perfectly handsome look " And you'll fail my test ??... " He raised his brow " That's not enough reason " she said sharply and he stared at her for a while The side of his lip curled up and he advanced towards her Jemma stood there daringly and he couldn't deny how much he loves her gutsy side ... He got so close to her , no distance between them and Jemma suddenly wished she had moved back .. She gulped down nothing gazing into his beautiful onyx balls ... He smirked and placed an arm around her waist " What..t.. are .. y..y..ou ..doing " she blinked looking cute with her sapphire orbs He placed another arm around her waist leaning close to her ears .. " Claiming what's MINE " Yh , Just like he said , She was his .. His and his alone ... She never expected him to be her lecturer , the guy ...nah ... She never expected that .. But then what she didn't expect the most was for her heart to beat for ... This Guy .. Trailing through a railway of emotions ... These two would come across obstacles that may keep them together orrrrr SEPARATE them FOREVER... What do you think will be the outcome of this .. Would they pull through..

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)

Saving people wasn't exactly Shen Yuan's thing, but if you paid him enough to do it, then you'd get yourself a deal. Whether someone lived or died was never his concern, but what end it brought was his job to direct. He was the perfect agent for the military to commission. His job: To wake the great war hero out of his coma. Of course, only after he squeezed their pocket dry did he finally accept. But what would happen if he met his destiny there? And that destiny was the exact thing he was ordered to terminate. Alternate Title: ‘Die for Me’ Schedule: Every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday at 21:00 GMT+7 A/N: Full story is available at my ko-fi shop page (ko-fi: K_Jira). Your support will help me continue my work as an author and is greatly appreciated!

Hera Avery is working several part-time jobs to pay for her university tuition. She is managing her work and love life simultaneously. Her boyfriend, who is a rising celebrity, made her pay for their expensive apartment located in a well-known building. The building is also home to well-known heirs and heiresses. On her boyfriend's birthday and their third anniversary, she returned home to their apartment only to find him with another woman. But what did she get in return? A slap on the face, a breakup and she was evicted from the apartment she was paying with her own money. After being evicted and becoming homeless, she believed things couldn't get any worse. However, her cheating ex-boyfriend's wealthy new girlfriend went further by reaching out to every establishment and persuading them to blacklist her. This caused her to lose her means of living and they even spread rumors that she was obsessed with her former celebrity boyfriend and was attacked by his fans. Having no way out, she gritted her teeth. "Grandpa, I'm willing to inherit the consortium." Old Master Avery laughed heartily after hearing her conviction and sent a bank transfer to Hera. [ You received a $100,000,000,000 money transfer to your account ending in ####] [Note: My dear granddaughter, use this pocket money to treat yourself to anything you desire. Don't be frugal, and if you spend it all, don't hesitate to ask me for more.] Hera was astounded. When her identity was announced, her ex-boyfriend kneeled and cried to her, for her to take him back. The sarcastic Male lead 1: Do you think it's your turn? Look behind. When her ex-boyfriend looked back, he saw influential men lining up with bouquets of roses to woo Hera. The cold Male lead 2: It's your fault for being blind. Cry and beg but you'll have no chance as long as we are here. The brutal and impatient Male lead 3: Do you want me to break your legs?! The entertainment King Male lead 4: You're just a little star but you want to bypass me? The hot-headed Male lead 5: I'll make sure, you'll be shelve. The coquettish Male lead 6: Wifey, they are trying to steal you from me! Seeing the problematic Male leads, Hera felt an incoming headache not knowing what to do. "Let's just go with the flow then!"

If you're reading this, then chances are you're drawn to tales of Greek mythological characters and monsters . Update schedule: 2-3 chaps per day Ding {System notification} God of War, Ares, hath been vanquished {+one million exp points} "What the heck! I just defeated a god and I got only a million exp? Cronus, you stingy ancient relic! I’ll get you for this!" Rex yelled. "Verily, thou hast bested but the god of mere skirmishes, Ares. Prithee, speak not of billions in reward 'til thou doth lay low Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades. Until then, relish thy modest crumbs, mortal!" "Talk normally!" Rex screamed You’ve merely vanquished the god of brawls, Ares. When you manage to take down Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades, then we can talk about real rewards. Until then, enjoy your pocket change!" "Okay, now I even hate it when you speak normally!" Rex facepalmed ************** Pandora's box has been opened! Woe unto humans!! The entertainment of the gods has just begun!!! Years after the titans were defeated at the hands of the Olympians, humanity started to awaken abilities that made them accomplish feats that would have been only possible in Superhero movies. Yet "evil must accompany good," as monsters also began to emerge on Earth. Amidst all of this, an orphan boy named Rex fails to awaken anything, as if this isn’t enough, a pitiful end soon follows him, but it seemed as if fate hadn’t forsaken him yet, as the very depths began call for him, ***Young one, You have inherited my will*** But great power comes at a great cost

"If you intended to die anyway, don't die quietly like a pussy! Go out in a fucking blaze of glory!" That was the statement that changed my world forever. I was a loser in life. I died and got reincarnated into a Revenant. Revenants were people who defended the living from the dead. In exchange for a second life, they had one task and were blessed with one cheat ability. The task? To kick as much zombie ass as possible. Unfortunately, my cheat just made me "Rewind". It didn't give me super strength, speed or the ability to fly. Hell, it didn't even give me a way to fight! Without any way to kill zombies, I nearly died on my first day on the job! Back then I remember crying and puking all over the place like a little bitch. But while I started out like a little bitch, I didn't stay one. Dying full of regrets changed me you see. So much so that I made a promise. I refused to repeat my mistakes when I was human. Reborn as a Revenant, I will never bow down to anyone ever again. Unfortunately, these Revenant bastards were old school. Like they hacked zombies with swords and all that crap old school. As a man born in the USA, I saw no reason why I needed to follow their outdated way of thinking. The modern world had the superpower of gun powder and lead. So instead of swords, I came after every zombie I saw with guns. Like countries in the middle east, I proceeded to blow the motherfuckers to kingdom come. And surprisingly because of "Rewind", I found out I could never run out of ammunition. $200 for each kill. Hefty bonus for each area of hell liberated. What scared normal people shitless suddenly allowed me to earn millions every day. The richer I got the more "Freedom" I could unleash! Mortars, tanks, air strikes to even nukes. Backed by modern science and technology, I slowly but surely drove the undead back. Along the way, I met and saved seven heavenly beauties. And all of them fell in love with me. They were a little obsessive, scratch that, they were all fucking insane. My precious harem was comprised of nothing but Yanderes in every sense of the word. Still, I would willingly burn the entire world for any of them. For when I called, only my battle harem answered. And that was even before I learned of another secret. Exchanging bodily fluids with my girls gave me their cheats. Suddenly, in contrast to every Revenant in the world who only had one, I alone wielded eight. One from each girl plus my own. And so unfolded my 2nd life. Which eventually became my legend. Who am I you ask? I was born as John Smith. But these days not even my girls use that name. Both on Earth and in Hell everyone else just calls me Limitless. And I am the Strongest Revenant. *************************** Author Notes: Harem size: 7 | No NTR | No Yuri | No Grape Novel Focus: Action, Adventure, Urban Fantasy, Reincarnation, Dark, Weak to Strong, Battle Harem, Beautiful Heroines, YANDERE Heroine, Military, Loyal Subordinates, Kingdom Building, War, Politics, Conspiracies, Overpowered, Face Slapping, Tragedy, Character Development, Multiple POVs, Betrayal, Alternate Realities, Demons, Zombies, Superpowers, Tower Climbing, Tower Defense, Wish fulfillment. I have paid for and own the copyrights to both the cover and character images. Official Discord link https://discord.gg/7yxSzd3szy, See you there!

Kael stood with his hands jammed in his pockets, glaring up at the towering, radiant figure of cosmic power before him. The godlike being’s voice boomed, reverberating through the void. "Mortal, do you feel no fear? You tamper with forces that could unmake existence itself!" Kael snorted, shaking his head. "Oh, I feel it. You’re big, loud, and shiny—pretty intimidating stuff." He paused, scratching his chin as if considering. "But honestly? I’ve been betrayed, shot in the back, dragged to Hell, and chewed on by something with more teeth than brains. Compared to all that, you’re just…meh." The being’s radiant glow dimmed slightly, as though taken aback. "You truly do not understand the gravity of your actions. You would defy even me?" Kael rolled his eyes. "Defy you? Buddy, I don’t even know your name. You’re what, Cosmic Glitter Beard? Look, if you’re here to smite me or whatever, just get it over with. Otherwise, I’ve got a heist to plan, and you’re killing my vibe." The being’s form seemed to shimmer with frustration, its divine presence wavering. Kael never asked for this. He was just a space thief pulling jobs to get by, maybe earn a little notoriety. But one botched heist later, he’s betrayed, shot in the back, and wakes up not dead—but in Hell itself. Surrounded by monsters, he fought, bled, and clawed his way out. Then rinse and repeat. Now back among the stars, Kael realizes he’s not the same. The Nether Crystal he stole didn’t just drag him to Hell—it changed him, marking him with strange powers and an even stranger destiny. But Kael’s not interested in destiny. He’s interested in getting paid, getting revenge, and staying alive long enough to figure out why every major power in the galaxy suddenly seems terrified of him. With the Federation cracking down on mutants and Nether Crystal smugglers, cultists stealing humanity's secrets, and interstellar war looming, Kael’s got no time for gods, fate, or anything else that gets in his way. He’s got a new path of power to climb, and if the galaxy burns along the way? Well, that’s not really his problem.

[Synopsis] Content: matured. "Condom?"He raised his head to ask. The man eyed him, genuinely surprised. "Yes, condom. It's white, rubber like, transparent. It has the shape that allows it to fit over the manhood, and men wear it when they want to meet a woman." The men, the driver included, laughed, adding to the cheer of the third group where the short man had started to imitate Indian dance. Edegbe turned to Efe. "Why is he asking me if I have a condom? Does he expect me to carry condom around?" "Every healthy male carries a condom around," Efe replied. His eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets. "Do you have a condom in your pocket?" When Edegbe, a millionaire, decided to go up North for business expansion, he had placed into consideration vast cheap lands, people willing to work for him for measly amount, but what he had not considered were gunmen, herdsmen, bandits, and the possibility that either him or his personal assistant could be kidnapped. Please support with your gifts and votes.

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- The story won't be dropped and I will continue until the end. So, I appreciate your support through Power Stones and Golden Tickets, Just read the first few chapters I am confident that you would like this thing.

My first time publishing please read patiently. Jack is always surrounded by mystery born in the 20th century where they are more evils that good. He is aware of the changes around him and he didn't care since him and his loved ones are happy and save. Happiness is forever so he thought. When tragedy struck at those around him, he taught law was the solution and that the law enforcement officers (police) will help and bring him justice. Then, he saw the bad side of society, the system that no one could help him. That when he decided to put the matter into his own hands. JOKER ---------------------------------------------------------- Context: There are two people in the middle of a deserted street at 4 @am. Rain falling heavily creating a sound proof around. One of them standing and stepping on the other person on the floor with their backs touching the cold floor and the rain is watching their bleeding body that never seems to end. "Please Joker forgive me, I have wife and kids waiting for me to come home", pleaded victim 1. Joker responded menacingly while starting at the man with a cold glear and blood shot eyes, " so you have a life to live? you choosed this path. You should have made a better decision 2 years ago". The man seeing that Joker wouldn't let him go cried while looking at the floor thinking that it was truly his fault he made that mistake and moved on which was wrong. But it was too late to say sorry. Joker stared at him nonchalantly getting impatient to go home and sleep since was past his bed time. Pissed off by the man attitude and state, he said to him. " Stop being a man baby no matter how you cry you are going to die anyways". After speaking, he took his rider gloves from his back pocket and started to wear it getting ready for his next act. Bending down to swat to mach the man's eye level, he holds his victim chin to make eye contact. Tilting his head to the right he asked his victim coldly, any last words? The man started at Joker for a moment by now he had already stopped crying and the rain automatically stopped too. It seems that time was slowing down. Opening his mouth slowly he wanted to tell his wishes but it was already too late. Joker had already snapped his neck in an instant. "Tsk on a second thought when you took action two years ago you didn't give them a chance either, right?", he said talking to the already dead body. After taking his gloves from his hands and putting it in his back pocket he used his pinky finger to clean his ear and said, " Good luck on the other side". He then stepped over the body while on his way back home. After some distance he paused and turned around. "That is..... if some over there will take you of course", he said after thinking then continued on his way.

Rosemary spent 18 years thinking she was a member of the wealthy Harris family, only to discover she was a fake rich girl. When the real heiress returned, Rosemary was cast aside and sent back to her poor hometown. But fate had other plans for her, as she soon discovered that her hometown was actually the most exclusive villa area in the country. In a single night, Rosemary went from a modestly wealthy girl to the true heiress of a top-tier elite family. Her biological parents showered her with love, handing her millions of dollars in pocket money, providing access to any car from their fleet, and letting her buy anything from the world’s top designers. As for school, the best institutions were at her fingertips, and if she didn’t feel like studying, she could play with the family company. But what shocked Rosemary the most was finding out she had an ex-fiancé. She couldn’t understand why he kept clinging to her, holding her hand, and trying to kiss her. “Who are you, sir?” Rosemary asked, annoyed. “Sweetheart, I’m your husband,” the ex-fiancé responded. “I don’t have a husband, only a former fiancé”

[Grand Void] - where every pocket of unbound space leads. Cities form around its entrances and delvers journey through its depths chasing fame and fortune. Follow Neto as he embarks on a journey to become one of these delvers in order to change his fate! This story was originally written for a competition, but is going through a complete rewrite due to lack of quality. RIP 32 chapters.

Synopsis: "When the war is over, we'll get married and I'll grow flowers like you, and our story will be one of the most beautiful love tales in the universe." A letter found in the pocket of a dead soldier; Captain Jungkook Jeon, 1895. This AU (ff) is written by @ARTSEOULVK in twitter. I just writting it for the people who don't use twitter and want to read this masterpiece. And also cause her account is deactivated now so yeah enjoy! Thank you. Ps. The book cover does not belong to me nor does the novel.

In Willow Grove, 12-year-old Oliver has always felt like an outsider. Oliver, who is bullied by his peers and neglected by his distracted parents, finds comfort in collecting trinkets and abandoned items. One day, he discovers an old pocket watch in the possession of the reclusive Mr. Blackwood, a strange old man with dark secrets. Despite his better judgment, Oliver steals the watch, unaware of the supernatural consequences. That night, as Oliver slips the watch into his pocket, something happens. Suddenly, he sees the ghosts that have always lurked in the shadows: spectral figures floating through the streets, trapped between this world and the next. Oliver, terrified but fascinated, embarks on a journey to discover the watch's mysterious origins and the curse it has placed on him. As Oliver delves deeper, he meets a wise old medium, a troubled young girl with her own ghostly connection, and the vengeful Mr. Blackwood, who will do anything to reclaim his prized timepiece. They must race against time to break the watch's haunting spell before Oliver is consumed by the ghostly realm for good. "The Haunted Timepiece" is a spellbinding middle-grade fantasy that delves into themes of grief, guilt, and the strength of a new family in the face of the unknown.

He had his hands in his pockets as he walked quietly to school . Backpack slung lazily on his right shoulder as hw seemed to be mumbling to himself, he was lost in his own thoughts . " Where is it ......, I can ......smell it , but I can't find it " He mumbled to himself as he looked around to see if he could find the demonic spirit. Milo could see spirits ......, all spirits , that walk upon the earth , and not just that .....he could also kill them . And eat them too. No one else can see these spirits , only he can . Today, he missed most of math class to hunt for a particular spirit. It would probably add a few more weeks to his life . If he could find it that is.

I want you and I will get you at all cost. Your hair is for me to smell, your eyes is to see me alone. Your lips is for me to kiss, your neck is for me to mark my territory. Your breast is for me to suck, twist and fold. Your belly is to carry my children. Your pussy, is for me to fuck. I will fuck you until your brains is out. I will bury my dick deep into your pussy, fucking you until you remember only my name. I will so fuck you until you can't walk again. Ivy Leah Steel, you're mine forever. My pussy is on fire, I want him to fuck me right now but I can't give him the satisfaction of having me bend to his will just like that. I couldn't talk and so he came deadly closer, I unintentionally lick my lower lips and he growl like a wondered lion. Do that one more time Steel, and you won't walk out of here walking straight. My best option is to keep mute since I am so turned on... He took that as an edge and bent over, his breathe on my neck dissolving the last strength I have. I take it that you want me as much as I want you, should I check your little cunt for wetness? Should I go ahead and eat your pussy like my last meal? His hand was dangerously touching my nipples and a moan escaped my lips. That's all it took for him to shred my clothes to pieces. Come with me as we made journey into Ivy's world. To discover another form of love, adventure and a world of survival. Ivy Leah Steel, a 25 year old who battled through life to succeed only to meet a cocky guy that frustrate her until she succumb to the law of love and many discovery. Caspian Lucius Asher, a 29 year old Greek like. He is handsome and a multi billionaire who gets anything he want in a snap of his hands. He doesn't really know what love feels like but hope to find one but in his book not now. Will the two world collide or will they let nature play its own game. He is a heart breaker. #Adultromance #love #maturedcontented #sexscenes #Billionaria #Arrogant

Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and narcissistic——- Cut! Cut! Cut! Take two, and do it over. Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and wisest immortal in the realm of peace and harmony. Her two fathers doted on her, and she had a generous supply of resources and pills. Her life was perfect. However, her perfect life came to an abrupt end when Luo Huian, an immortal whose responsibility was to bring peace to those who had reached their ends and had run out of faith—— Watched a man jump down a building. Because of her inflexible beliefs and sense of justice, she did not save the bully. Unfortunately, that man was the son of the heavens. The loss of his life brought infinite trouble in Luo Huian’s life and she was punished by the heavens. She was sent to the world of humans where she had to rescue at least five hundred people by saving their lives when they were at the end of their wits. For an immortal this was an easy job, right? Wrong. Her grandmother sent Luo Huian to a world where Gloom Rocks had wrecked chaos. Beasts and monsters were given birth to by the Gloom Rocks that sucked every ounce of happiness from humans. This world was dominated by hunters who could kill the beasts with the powers that they had awakened. And in this cutthroat world, Luo Huian got the short end of the stick. She woke up in the body of an F-class hunter! Dang it. If that wasn’t worse enough, the previous owner had confessed to her cousin-in-law and was kicked out of the family. Double frog in the hot crock. With not a single penny in her pocket Luo Huian goes out to complete her mission. But what would happen when Luo Huian who was an F-class hunter annihilated the Z-class Glooms and Hollows that even the S-class hunters could not? Watch her fend against the dangers and at the same time save the lives of people. But in this small mission, there is a small obstruction —— The three alluring temptations. *********** Resisting the temptation take 1: “MMPH,” Luo Huian pushed against the mer who had pushed her down on the bed while sitting on her waist. “Get off.” “I can’t,” answered Qi Yongrui as he took off his shirt. “Daddy Shun said that he is envious of Uncle Wang. He also wants to hold a grandchild. So, wife let's work hard tonight alright?” Luo Huian: Dear Heavens save me, I am a woman of no desire! **** Resisting the temptation take 2: “Do you think he is good looking?” Fan Meilin questioned the woman who stood next to him. Even though he was the one who won the race and the trophy, his wife was looking at the other mer. “Well yes,” Luo Huian, who was an appreciator of beauty, agreed at once. “Why are you asking this though?” Fan Meilin’s eyes flashed as he smiled at her and leaned in closer to her body as he whispered in her ear, “He might be good looking but I am a better driver. Not only on the track but also in bed, do you want to try darling?” Luo Huian: Resist the temptation! At all costs! I am an iron-hearted woman. ***** Resisting the temptation take 3: “Is this necessary?” Luo Huian questioned as she sat on the couch, watching the mer trace his fingers on her curves while she sat in nothing but modern swimwear. The mer nodded as he wrote on his small notepad, “I need to trace every inch of your skin to create my finest creation, so don’t move.” After he finished writing, he handed the notepad to Luo Huian, his fingers brushing against the curve of her bosom, waist and ——— Luo Huian: My virtue is at extreme risk! ** Fl who is trying to do everything to save her virtue from being taken as it would slow down her cultivation X Mls who are trying their best to snatch it from her. *********** Trigger warning: though the book is set in a comedic setting, there might be some uneasy topics that would discuss depression and loneliness. ***********

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much. When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up. "What? Is there something wrong?" He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped. He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did. She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

What is a thief? Where are the lines of good or evil drawn? In a cruel world like this, the answer is never that simple. Amid the people of Vagis, a youthful and fame hungry Kassius Moore grew up preparing for his future as he strives to reach the top of the world in a way not everyone does; by stealing. The fortune gained is magnificent, the infamy is extraordinary but the cost is immense. Will Kassius be able to reach the top and attain his goal, or will he fall victim to the fate of many other thieves before him?

Alexander Alice is a child when he lost his mother. He left his father because he was the reason of his mother's death. He met a guy who took him in an orphanage where he found a girl with beautiful character. At the age of nineteen, he killed a person who was trying to harass a girl. He had no fear of being arrested because he was considered a devil of his own world. "Her gaze dances across the crowd, landing on every face but mine, as though I am but a shadow in the room." His voice was thick with emotion, reflecting something broken within him. "This is such a cheap weapon, girl; you can't seduce me."Tears were rolling down her eyes as he grinned. Bending down to her face, he took his hand out of his pocket and placed it gently over her eyes. "I wish I had someone in my life who doesn't know the price, but understands the value of being with me." he looked at sky fraught with Stars, but where was the moon. now he had found something to be discovered.No doubt he was a great mood transformer. "Trying to make you understand is like honking in front of a deaf person." This was a lady for whom he could repeat himself a billion times, even millions if necessary. "She will get me killed with her smile—such a dangerous weapon." absorbing in his thoughts, when he looked at her, smiling face, trying to impress him with her smile. "Don't smile," he said, voice low, a warning in his tone. "I’m talking about her." "Yes, boss," came the reply.

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

Li Xiaojun, a 20-year-old game addict and part-time delivery guy, has always been a sucker for those "overpowered system gacha" novels he reads during his lunch breaks. In real life, however, he’s stuck in a dead-end job, barely scraping by in the overcrowded, city of Newer Borealis in the year 2030. His only real joy comes from playing his favorite MMO, "Murim Conquest," where he constantly gets beaten by kids with better gear and deep pockets. One day, after an unfortunate accident involving his bike, a vending machine, and a noodle shop's mascot robot, Xiaojun wakes up to find himself in a strange, futuristic world that looks suspiciously like Murim Conquest—except it’s not a game, it's real. Oh, and also, He has a system like the one he had in his game, one that allowed him to use this gacha to roll for advantages. Will he survive in this new world? Or will he fall prey to the dog-eat-dog nature of this world?

The world Jenna once knew was gone, replaced by a chaotic landscape where the undead ruled. Cities, once bustling with traffic and the constant hum of office life, now stood eerily quiet, littered with abandoned cars and half-eaten remains. Skyscrapers loomed over crumbling streets, their windows shattered like jagged teeth in the skyline. Before the apocalypse, Jenna was just another cog in the corporate machine—26 years old, an office worker who blended into the beige walls of her cubicle. She was sharp-witted, sarcastic, and always found a way to inject humour into the soul-crushing monotony of her daily grind. Her dark brown hair was constantly tied in a lazy bun, and her wardrobe consisted of the same three cardigans rotated in and out of existence. She had dreams, sure, but none of them involved surviving a zombie apocalypse, let alone doing it with newly discovered spatial powers. Now, as a newly minted zombie with a strange ability to store objects in a personal pocket dimension, Jenna found herself navigating a ruined world with the same dry humour that once got her through endless office meetings. Only now, she was hoarding supplies instead of spreadsheets—and doing it in style. --- A/N The MC is dumb as f*ck so, if your looking for smart and strong MC. This story is not for you.

In the heavenly realm, the immortal dragon after cultivating for half of time, hit a bottleneck that lasted the age of a hundred universes. Frustrated with his stagnation, the dragon accused the heavenly hierarchy of concealing cultivation techniques from the attendants of the heavenly court in order to maintain their control over the path of reincarnation. Proactive and cunning, the dragon devised the soul refinement process, a dark art that allowed the caster to view the entire life of a soul—not for judgment but to absorb its inspiration, knowledge, and skills, at the cost of destroying the soul in the process. The dragon, ever scheming, shared this forbidden technique with the heavenly court, causing its users to grow rapidly in power. This led to chaos within the hierarchy of the heavenly realm, spiraling it into confusion and upheaval. Eventually, the dragon staged a coup, aiming to change the fate of all souls within the river of time. During the height of the war, however, the dragon mysteriously disappeared from the heavenly realm, only to reappear in a secret realm of its own creation. Now, the immortal dragon has created pocket dimensions, concealed from the view of deity beings and the path of reincarnation. In these hidden realms, the dragon devours the souls of all who inhabit them upon their death, absorbing their knowledge and skills in a quest to transcend its limitations and ascend back to the deity realm. The dragon's empire spans multiple dimensional worlds, where civilizations rise and fall under its rule as it seeks a way to return to the heavenly realm with unprecedented power. Niu, a world-renowned 21st-century physicist, dies in a particle accelerator explosion while searching for the God particle. He is now the only being to have ever experienced reincarnation and hopes to share this gift with the inhabitants of the dragon realm because if he dies here, earth will be next on the dragon's list.

In the vast landscape of online ambition, the gleam of potential profits can often blind us to danger. I was one of many who succumbed to this dazzling allure, convinced that I had stumbled upon a golden opportunity through a website called bitcoinming.com. With dreams of financial freedom dancing in my head, I invested nearly $300,000, all while envisioning the riches that would soon follow. At first, everything seemed too good to be true—in the world of crypto, where fortunes are made overnight, I felt invincible. The site promised beyond reasonable limits; each click sparked a rush of excitement as my supposed investments soared. "Just a little more," I'd tell myself, unraveling my financial safety net, driven by the insatiable hope of turning my home into a palace with luxury cars parked outside. But as weeks turned into sleepless nights, hope began morphing into agony. What once glittered with the potential of a million dollars now only left my heart heavy and my pockets barren. That gut-wrenching decline hit when I noticed strange inconsistencies—withdrawal issues that mushroomed into red flags too big to ignore. It was here that my thoughts collectively sprinted to that haunting conclusion: I had been ensnared in a scam. The realization settled in like a dense fog, suffocating and impenetrable. My dreams propelled me forward like an exuberant train, heading straight for a brick wall of bitter betrayal. Panic swept over me, and I felt lost—until a ray of hope glimmered. Enter my unsung hero: a colleague who had noticed my despair and suggested I reach out to a group known as Digital Tech Guard Recovery. Skeptical but desperate, I took the plunge. I couldn’t let my profits vanish into thin air without a fight. Things began to shift; an empathetic team compiled evidence, explored avenues, and illuminated tactics previously hidden in my whirlwind of stress. Through their determination and professional expertise, the clouds of my despair began to give way. Week after week, I watched as they meticulously retraced my steps—communication recovered, digital trails scanned, each item like a puzzle piece resetting my reality. Slowly, assurance spread within me like sunlight flooding a shadowed room. And then, the moment arrived! The long-forgotten numbers sprouted back in my account in a flurry of recovery. Every single penny—returned. What felt impossible was suddenly palpable; hope transformed into alliance, from frustration into a sense of reclaimed justice. This harrowing chapter serves as a stark reminder of the perils nestled within digital promise. While I learned that online opportunities might glow, they can often conceal treacherous traps. However, after navigating this tempest, I emerged resilient and wiser, committed to sharing my journey to protect others from the mirage I once chased. In the end, sometimes everything that glitters isn't gold—but if you can find the right allies, that glitter may find its way back to you. So here’s me, sharing my story not just as a cautionary tale but as a beacon of hope—because recovery is always possible with the right help at your side. Contact with WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digital tech guard . com Telegram: digital tech guard recovery . com website link :: https : / / d i g i t a l t e c h g u a r d . com

In a world filled with different people. I'm one of the most different people you will ever see. I live with my uncle and his wife with their five kids. I got adopted into the family when i lost my parents in an accident that took their lives on the same day two years ago.as at then it was sixteen years birthday. They were actually coming to pick me up from highschool to take me out on my birthday but they died on their way, ever since then my life have been hell. Everyone sees me as a cursed child everyone just hates me. Today i turned eighteen years old. I've hated birthday since i lost my parents. Although today I'm a bit happy that I'm turning eighteen cause i now have the right to leave my uncles house. Since i woke up I've been staring at the ceiling thinking of what to do on this day a then i heard a voice "make a wish" i just obeyed and closed my eyes " I wish to have something that no one has and can ever have something beyond imagination, something mysterious, extraordinary and magical. I wish for love " After i made this wish i felt an adrenaline rush through me giving me chills and goosebumps all over my body. I stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Although i felt this sharp pain on my back which i quickly ignored, i took off my clothes and stepped inside the bathroom. I adjusted the water temperature to how i like it and i turned it on while humming a song. The first splash on my body was so refreshing. I let my hair down and as the waters flowed down my body cooling every nerve in my bones. But then all of a sudden i felt this sharp pain that made me scream and fell to the ground and then i saw something like feathers wrapped around me. It all felt like an illusion. I felt the pain quickly subside and i gradually stood up. What seemed like feathers was actually attached to back. I looked through my left shoulder and saw wings on my back. I doubted it and went to front of my bathroom mirror and to my greatest surprise there was wings directly coming out from my skin it had colour like flames a mixture of red and gold. My hair which was normally shoulder length blonde was now long down to my waist and was now red with gold edges. My eyes were literally flaming it was sparkling. I held my mouth from screaming this is theoretically impossible. I heard when my door burst open and i was naked in my bathroom confused. All of a sudden the wings and hair everything changed back to normal. It was no one else that barged into my room but toby, one of my cousin's. I quickly dragged a towel and hid by my bathroom door but he already saw me. Toby is one of the people i dislike because he has always wanted to have his way with my body this has gotten me really scared of being home alone. I caught a sinister smile on his face and he went back and locked my door and placed the keys in his pocket. I ran out from the bathroom and hid by my bed wrapping myself with my blanket "i never knew today will be my lucky day " as he spoke he walked towards me. "Who would have thought that i and oris would be the only ones at home today" upon hearing this i shivered " i like what i just saw ".He licked his lips "please toby don't hurt me " i could hear my heart racing and my eyes were watery "i really don't care if i do" the more he got closer i shifted backwards until i reached the wall and no where to run to i burst into tears pleading with him not to hurt me but he gave deaf ears, he dragged the blanket away from me and threw me on the bed. I was fighting to run away but he climbed on me and tried forcing me to kiss him and i bit him " you bitch" he punched me on the face and i could taste something thick i guessed it was blood "you are gonna pay" the next moment he was kicking off his pant. I kept on fighting and kicking but it couldn't do anything on his frame instead it angered and he smacked my cheeks and punched me several times until i got weak but i still struggled. Gradually

Welcome to The Evolution Games! A hub of entertainment created to amuse the commoners and line the pockets of the rich all across the universe! In these games, race doesn’t matter, status doesn’t matter—nothing matters except your ability! It’s a platform that meets all your needs, from sports to battle royales to even fishing! If you want it, it has it! This collection of deadly games lets the races compete with whatever special gifts the universe has given them, whether that’s the cheat-like abilities of the dragons, the runic manipulation of the elves, or even the countless elemental abilities that have evolved! Everything is done in a 100% immersive Virtual Reality Simulation, or VRS! Rain Janus, an average college student, is suddenly exposed to the universal powers that dominate his world. This drastically changes his fate—and his entire life. However, everything truly changes once he meets a former criminal hiding on his planet. What caused this person to become a criminal? How did this criminal change Rain’s life? Did they even change his life? ***This story may start a little slow, but its pace will increase after the first volume, which is expected to be around 10–15 chapters (still undecided and only an estimate).*** ***This is a WebNovel Rising Star II so PLEASE give me some love and attention, you know shower me with some beautiful power stones when it becomes available, an honest review here and there never hurts anyone, and I'll even take hurtful comments if it has at least some way to improve within it.*** * I’ll be also releasing an extra chapter for every 15 Powerstones in a given week (may change) and every 20 collections. These chapters will be uploaded after Volume 1 is finished and I start a consistent release schedule.*

I closed her mouth with my palm and started pushing my dick into her with more zeal. Stella tried to resist but I was strong. Trust me, Stella," I said while panting like a cheetah after hitting full speed. Inch after inch, my dick invaded her virgin pussy until suddenly, something snapped and the whole dick slid into her.

In a desolate place on egsow plate, one of the island type continent in cyan planet, a kid lie naked beneath a giant tree. He looked to be in his twenties. There were many scars on his body and the most eye catching one was on his back. A big claw mark that looked terrifying. "I'll do anything ". She said with a determined expression. " Anything huh". He said. "Yes!". " Alright". He said as he pulled her hand and pinned her on the ground. He smashed his lips on her small and soft lips and started sucking them roughly. He then invaded her mouth with his tongue and explored every corner inside. After three minutes, he let go of her lips and she started suffocating. He gave her a minute to regain her breath and invaded her mouth again. This time he started sucking her tongue inside his mouth for 10 minutes straight. After that, he turned around and lied on the ground on his back. After regaining his breath, he stood up, carried tama in princess position and went near the tree trunk. He lied on the trunk in a sitting position and removed his armor. Now he was lying there naked. Looking at him and remembering what happened few minutes ago, her cheeks turned red. Even though she knew nothing about this but her womanly instincts kicked in. She waited for his next move with her face down. He removed the only piece of cloth that was covering her body. He pulled her and made her sit on his lap. He then started sucking her small undeveloped nipples. Tama, who had no idea what was going on started moaning in pleasure. She subconsciously moved her hand and started touching her pussy. When abhay saw this, he smiled in satisfaction and stopped sucking her. "Ehh..why did you stop, master?" "You were supposed to do something for me, not the other way around". He said as he picked her up and placed her below. " Use your toungue to lick this. And remember not to touch it with your teeth. " He said, pointing toward his cock. "Yes". She said and started licking his cock. She did it with care making sure not to hurt it. After she licked his cock for some minutes, abhay grabbed her head and shoved it deep inside her small mouth. He started thrusting his hips more aggressively and tears came out of girls eyes as she was suffocating. She was suffocating from the kiss as well but it wasn't painful. "I'm cumming!" Abhay said as he came. He pulled it out at the last moment and his cum spread all over her body. "Drink it all up, don't leave a single drop". He said in a commanding tone. Tama started doing as she was told and used her fingers to drink it all. Seeing her movements, abhay was aroused again. He waited for her to finish and after that, he shoved it inside her mouth again. This time he came inside her mouth, throat to be more precise. "Don't let any spill out". He commanded again. After that, he took out some water and had her clean her mouth and body. He took out the clothes he found in the ring of that gay kid and had her wear them as her clothes were dirty. He then picked her up and placed her on the ground and lied next to her. " From now on, I'll do this to you whenever I feel like it. No matter the place or situation, when i tell you to do this, you do this. Got that?".

This is the reboot. Want more exclusive content and early releases? Join me on Patreon at patreon.com/Writing_when_bored Synopsis: Multiple universes collide and the MC's universe is the centre of the collision this leads to dimensional pockets to form leading monsters to invade earth. An unstable dimensional pocket collapsed sending the mc forward in time a thousand years into the future Releases will be a min of one chapter per week (old version available on Patreon)