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The fox wishpers and God's wrath

"When a decent living and resourceful young teenager is manipulated by a destructive "Kitsune (Japanese fox spirit)/or to say Huli Jing (Chinese fox spirit)", his life takes a drastic turn. The fox spirit, unaware of the true nature of their pact, forms a love contract with him. As they gradually fall for each other, this becomes the boy's greatest problem. Complicating matters further is the involvement of powerful gods from "Chinese and Japanese mythologies",the Tiānshì (Divine Messengers) of the Chinese gods - East, West, South, North, and Central - and the Mikoto (Divine Messenger) of the Japanese gods, particularly the central deity, Amaterasu Omikami, become entangled in their fate. Unbeknownst to the boy, the Kitsune/Huli Jing is an extraordinary, destructive fox spirit born from the combined spiritual energy of six Japanese and Chinese fox spirits. In ancient times, she was notoriously difficult to seal, requiring the collective efforts of fifteen Chinese and Japanese gods and goddesses from each direction. "Now, in the present, she has broken free from her seal, empowered by her accumulated strength". Having been sealed since childhood, she has forgotten most of her powers. However, this forgetfulness proves advantageous, as she begins to experience human emotions. Unfortunately, this newfound humanity also means facing the wrath of the gods, their Tiānshì, and Mikoto . And lastly that the female lead and the main character doesn't know his identity." Note: the cover is an ai generated I just added the title
_Khanin · 4.9K Views

Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
Katubari · 1.3K Views
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