Floral Hip Tattoo

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

Depois que a verdadeira filha da família Jiang ficou doente, ela se tornou estúpida e insistiu em se casar com o frio, cruel e aleijado Fu Jiuxiao. Mãe Jiang disse, "Que seja. Ela não serve para nada mesmo. Eu só a pedi para casar no lugar da minha irmã." Pai Jiang: "Depois que você se casar com ele, lembre-se de pedir ao 9º mestre para ajudar sua irmã a encontrar um casamento melhor." A falsa herdeira disse, "Solucei, sinto tanta pena da Irmã, mas... se você for espancada até a morte pelo 9º mestre, a família Fu vai nos compensar muito dinheiro, certo? Estou ansiosa por isso." Jiang Li zombou. Ela se despediu de sua hipócrita família e trouxe seu humilde dote para a família Fu. Depois de ter renascido uma vez, ela sabia muito bem que Fu Jiuxiao era a única pessoa que a tratava bem. Todo mundo estava esperando que Jiang Li fosse espancada até a morte. Finalmente, um dia, ela foi fotografada por repórteres e postada online. "É tudo culpa sua! Você usou tanta força ontem à noite! A família Jiang vai rir de mim de novo!" Fu Jiuxiao disse, "Comigo por perto, ninguém ousará rir de você. Além disso, farei com que eles paguem dez vezes mais pela dor que a família Jiang causou a você!"

Pei Qin, upon transmigration, was instantaneously drenched in a basin of misery. The Scholar father was murdered on his way to the exams, and eldest uncle Jian Shen had two households. There was a son from the second wife, but neither grandparents nor villagers liked him, and he was also a thorn in the side of eldest aunt. Valuing sons over daughters, they wanted to sell her to buy land. Malnourished and poorly clad, her mother and siblings toiled like beasts of burden. Before she could strive for a better life, that already deceased Scholar father came back to life. He'd married a rich man's daughter? Sired two sons? Life was so hard, yet it drove his wife to her death. Pei Qin looked at her emaciated younger siblings, her hands trembling: To the mountains!! ———————— Lived in caves, built a hut, ate wild vegetables, gathered wild fruits. In poverty-stricken days, Pei Qin led her siblings to quietly amass wealth and silently prosper. Just as they were about to thrive, another wave of misfortune was thrown their way! Pei Qin with hands on hips: If you want to play the scoundrel, I'll make sure you're reduced to nothing! ********************

The cathedral was a stunning sight, adorned with exquisite floral decorations that did nothing but added to it's grandeur. "We are here today," The priest began, his tone rich and commanding. "To witness the union of Manuel and Yvette in holy matrimony". "Before we proceed, if there is anyone here who knows of any lawful impediment to this marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace" . . . . . . "I object!". " On what grounds do you object, young man?". This marriage cannot proceed as it would be unlawful. A married woman cannot marry again not when I , her husband is still hale and healthy". Yvette Jasmin, a rising and well-known actress was over the moon about her upcoming wedding. She flew to Paris for her bachelorette party with her friends, however while drunk she haphazardly married an unknown guy who turns out to be her Brother-in-law, the man who had secretly harbored feelings for her for decades. But now entangled, he couldn't help it. Crashing her wedding was another thing, possessively claiming her was another. Whosoever wanted to get to her would have to pass through this wife slave husband.

Born an omega in a time where omegas are rare and unwanted, Rory lived a life whereby he was always a second option in every situation. Omegas couldn’t birth pups, so no one wanted to be mated to them, except to fuck them and move on. He thought he was lucky to be betrothed to an alpha who loved him, but after a shocking betrayal, his heart turned to stone. Fleeing for his life led him into the clutches of Jason, a dangerous, ruthless wolf. He loses his virginity to him and the morning after, he realized that this soulless Alpha is his fated mate. But, once again, Rory is reminded of his curse of always being a second option when he got rejected. As if that wasn’t enough, he soon realized his life is in immense danger. Rory then decides to run away and start afresh in a different country. One thing Rory didn’t expect to happen, was for him to end up pregnant weeks after fleeing! ~~~ Years later, Rory now has an adorable son. He wasn’t the timid omega he once was, because he had managed to rise to the very top. Along the line, he managed to open his heart up to Kenny, a cute Alpha who loved and cherished him wholeheartedly, leading him to live a contented life. But when he collides with Jason this time, he wants nothing to do with the alpha who rejected him in the past. Jason, an Alpha of Alphas, felt his wolf wilt away the day he rejected his omega mate. He tried making things right, but the pretty omega who smelled of wildflowers and vanilla had completely disappeared from the face of earth. Now that he had encountered Rory again, he wasn’t ready to receive ‘no’ for an answer, and he was ready to do whatever it takes to get the omega’s forgiveness. However, Kenny wasn’t ready to let go of Rory either! A fight for the omega’s heart, who’s gonna emerge the victor? And what if they decide to share instead? | - | e x c e r p t | -| “Arch for me, pup.” The dark alpha husked and more color rushed into Rory’s face as the order settled in his stomach. For the first time in his life, Rory was completely nude in front of a man. He had assumed losing his virginity was gonna be brisk, and that it was gonna happen in the dark. He never counted on it going down this way, with an alpha whose dark eyes made his weak kneed and tongue tied, whose voice made his insides clench up, and whose touch made slick gush out of him like he was a faulty faucet. He pressed his flushed face into the sandalwood smelling sheets, limbs trembling as he arched his back even more, till his ass was very high and his chest pressed into the bed as well. “There you go, that’s a good boy.” The Alpha growled out, hands reaching out to knead his hips, and when he delivered a spank on Rory’s ass, a stuttered whimper spilled past the pretty omega’s mouth, muffled in the sheets. Moments later, fingers were digging into the omega’s hair, jerking his head up just as another spank got delivered on his second cheek, and this time, there was nothing to muffle the high pitched sound and it filled the air in a melodic tune. “Don’t muffle those sweet sounds, gorgeous. I want to hear every sound you make, I need to hear you as you fall apart from pleasure in my bed tonight, and that’s exactly what’s gonna happen.” * Cover isn’t mine. If owner requests, I’d take it down.

A young man sets out to build the strongest guild in existence, crimson blade held close to hip. Scars littered his body, each one telling its own story as he walked forward alone, rejecting companionship, desiring only strength. Weighed down by his past and unable to move on, this is the story of how a single man led a wave that toppled the very world. //A chapter a day guaranteed. 3k+ words each. I'll try to avoid info dumps, but it's a BIG world so it's hard to avoid since there's a LOT to unpack. For extra content, including art pieces and official character designs, Manga panels, and more, got to my Patre0n. In the midst of creating a physical Manga. Those who purchase $20 or above will have first looks at the pages already created. Patre0n.com/ShadowDrev Goal: $11.90/$2000 All donations are appreciated. More donations and coins means more content and more chapters. The aim is for me to do this full time as well as make this the top novel on this app. Discord: https://discord.com/invite/kBR243rUB2

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.

Brave individuals who travel beyond safe beaches have been plagued by terrible stories of sirens with deadly beauty and tunes that steal brains for as long as ships have flown. Presuming the life of young Captain Seraphine's father, a seasoned sailor washed ashore with unusual, magical tattoos scorched into his skin, these terrible tales For Seraphine, these tales have little significance; however, when she finds her father's abandoned ship floating on the sea, she understands there is only one path forward—to learn what happened and honor his name. But no one dares to join her on her journey because they believe curses follow women near water. Equipped with her father's blueprints and an iron will, Seraphine sails alone across the Seven Seas to meet the relentless storms, ghostly whispers, and forbidden waters. But one beautiful night her net catches an injured merman fighting the iron threads instead of fish. Uncertain but fascinated, Seraphine lets him aboard without knowing that this unusual creature bears the keys to the darkness she is searching for. Between loyalty to his community and developing love for Seraphine, Rowan, the merman, finds himself divided. They negotiate a dangerous half-truth territory where the sea and heavens entwine in a maze of secrets together. With every wave, Seraphine is approaching the truth even at a cost. Old powers seeking to claim both of them draw their attention as they walk farther. The Merman's Lure offers a horrible tale of love, dishonesty, and the thin line separating mankind from mythology, therefore it forces Seraphine to choose whether the answers she searches are worth the darkness they unleash.

Tattoo of Fate In a world where dragons are extinct and the kingdom above reigns with unchecked power, Kaida, a young orphan from the forsaken undercity, carries a secret that could change everything. Marked at birth with a glowing, mystical tattoo, she is the last living vessel of the Dragon God, the ancient and forgotten deity of the now-extinct dragons. For years, she has concealed her extraordinary power, knowing that if the Surface Kingdoms ever discovered it, she would become a weapon to be controlled—or worse, destroyed. Kaida’s life takes a tragic turn when her forbidden love, Elara, a noblewoman from the Surface, discovers the tattoo and the immense power Kaida harbors. Fearing its potential, Elara betrays Kaida, selling her to the rulers of the Surface. Now hunted by those who seek to use her for their own agendas, Kaida is thrust into a deadly game where every alliance is fragile, and every step could lead to her downfall. In her flight from the Surface Kingdoms, Kaida encounters Aeron, a fierce and principled warrior from the top side, who was once sent to capture her. Disillusioned by the corrupt kingdom she serves, Aeron defies her orders and chooses to protect Kaida instead. As their paths intertwine, Aeron becomes both a guardian and an unlikely companion, offering Kaida a chance at redemption and love after the betrayal that shattered her heart. But the Dragon God within Kaida is waking, and with it, a force far more dangerous than she ever imagined. As her powers grow, Kaida must decide whether to embrace her divine heritage, risking the return of dragons to a world unprepared for their wrath, or to destroy the tattoo, ending the God of Dragons’ influence and sealing her fate forever. Caught between loyalty and betrayal, power and self-doubt, Kaida’s journey is one of self-discovery, painful choices, and the search for love in a world that has never been kind to her. In a final, heart-wrenching decision, Kaida must choose: will she let the Dragon God reignite the flames of destruction, or will she defy the fate written in her very skin to protect those she loves? --- A/N:I had some help making this book(help in polishing my vocabulary with A.I), obviously i don't know how to use big words...so. yea. Every other thing is done by me. :) Iput in effort.

"I came to reclaim this," she said as she pointed to his heart. "It has been a while, have you forgotten me, Orig? Or let me say, my husband, Governor Orig," She whispered as she placed her hand on his chest. Her breath was close to his lips, as if challenging him to resist the urge to throw her onto the bed and teach her a lesson until sunrise. Her hips swayed as she got closer to him, and he couldn't take his eyes off her. Her presence was powerful. He pulled her until she was pressed against his chest. Her fingers finally managed to touch him, and she felt the heat of his body. 'Damn it, are you joking? Your image is still engraved in my mind and heart for those four years, seven months, and five days and...' When he didn’t respond to her words, she decided to speak with her lips, for a few moments. Everyone watched in silence, even he was surprised by her boldness. "No, my dear Taya, it is you who will regret this." Can Taya win back her husband? Will he free himself from the control of his stepmother, confess his feelings for his wife, and correct the mistakes of his past? Read on to discover the secrets between the flames of their love...

Enchant with Magic, Execute with Guns and Engage with Cooking. Three things with nothing in relation to each other, but then again, when was there ever logic in this world? Awakening from death in another world of infinite possibilities with voices in his head and a gun on his hip, Tristan set sail. Ancient Leviathans, Mighty Dragons, Mythical Titans and more, Tristan would have to deal with them all in this new world as an outsider not burdened by it. And was he up to the task? Well... Let's find out shall we?

"My life is shit, sorrounded by fornicators, bitches and many crazy gigs our there, yes I am.. ..... Lexa the most famous bitch in L.A I always admire sex as I have already sex with Rich men,..... poor men..... Barbers,..... tattooed guys,..... Cute boys,...... Black boys,...... Rockstars,...... College boys,...... Farmers,...... Sugar Daddies,..... Married men,... Ghetto boys... And so much more. In life sex is my first priority, I'm addicted but actually I'm not alone... I have four chicks with me I met them all during sex, two of them in foursome and other in Lesbians.... Now we all live together spreading the sex pleasure to the society as we are known to be Mistresses of Sex'

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will Rosé find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?

I wake up so, I could sleep again. Yeah! Motherfucker. ------ [ Warning; Mature Content, Impregnation ] Wise Daosit! Are you in search of Mature Dao to seek some mother-love enlightenment? Then, say no more, This Humble Primordial Saint lord has bought just that. This is another cultivation novel with dual cultivation and explicit sexual scenes... And trust this senior, you will truly love it. If you don't love it, then you are free to review it one star as I don't delete any negative reviews. ... Synopsis: Xian Tian, a humble adolescent male raised in an island-forest by animals leaves the island when it is time to cultivate in the outside world. However, being a male in hyper peak adolescent phase and having not been in contact with women for a long time... He was attracted to every woman, especially those with big boobs, and wide hip. His natural instinct kick in... A body that is capable and ready for childbirth, he couldn't wait to plant his seeds in their womb. However, being born with heavenly body and a rare bloodline with a naive nature, he was easily taken advantage of... Can he overcome everything and have a milf harem? If yes, then well done fellow Daoist, you have successfully managed to learn the art of 'Farsight' No! No! There is no need for junior as yourself to kneel and thank me for helping your Dao, What? You want to join my sect very well then; Sect— https://discord.com/invite/QaCzkvHsuN https://discord.com/invite/tknrUfPfrb https://dsc.gg/culturesect ( search this on Google/browser ) Tags: Milfs— Harem—Cultivation—sexual content—dick riding—action—adventure—Fantasy— Dual Cultivation— Dual Cultivation realms— threesome— Mother&Daughter — Master — OP MC — Fast Cultivation Gain.

What does it mean to be human? In the far distant future where all life has seemingly perished, an astral meteor collides into the remnants of a giant mechanized disc located underground in an isolated ghost town. From the disc, a single entity awakens within cryostasis with only one clear path: "I must eliminate our forebearers who seek the truth, and assume their lord." She wields a blade surging with the life force of an ancient demigod named Alfaic, whom she denounces upon first contact. She is an unnamed warrior, who is affectionately nicknamed Lyn (LYNBG52) by her comrades from a single mysterious code name tattooed on her left arm. Grotesque aggressive creatures known as the ROT are composed of a combination of rotting entities that roam the lands. Seeking to devour all life they come across, their relationship with the denizens of SIGMA and the apocalypse resembles more than just their sustenance, but a secret that Lyn must discover for herself if she is to save humanity or watch it perish. "What is humanity? Nothing but a hand or a leg? So easily disposable. Frail insignificant beings... crawl to whatever disc you originated from..."

In the old grave on the mountain, the tattoo artist swallowed a condom containing a key chip to protect the evidence, and used his body to block the entrance of the grave to protect Little Butterfly. When the old bachelor found out that he was lying, he stabbed him with a knife. At the critical moment, Little Butterfly pulled out the knife from the tattoo artist's abdomen and stabbed the old bachelor, completing the transformation from victim to rebel. At this moment, Little Butterfly finally achieved nirvana from butterfly to phoenix.

I want to tattoo my bangs

[Reifer Inhalt, keine Vergewaltigung] Alles, was es brauchte, war, eine Regel zu brechen, die sie nicht hätte tun sollen. Er war der böse Junge mit den Tattoos. Sie war das brave Mädchen mit der Brille, und sie gehörte ihm. - Als Julianne Winters beschließt, in das Studentenwohnheim der renommierten Universität zu ziehen, hat sie alles geplant, um ihren Abschluss zu machen und den Ort zu verlassen. Doch ihr Plan gerät schnell ins Wanken, als der Blick von Roman Moltenore aus der Abschlussklasse auf ihr landet. Und seine Erscheinung schreit nichts anderes als TROUBLE. "Welche Regeln?" fragte Julianne stirnrunzelnd, als sie die Seite durchlas. Sie war sich sicher, dass sie auf der Website keine Regeln für den Campus gefunden hatte. # 4. Keine Handys benutzen. # 12. Studenten sollten sich nach elf Uhr nachts nicht mehr außerhalb des Campus aufhalten. Je weiter sie las, desto bizarrer wurde es. Ihre Freundin blätterte um und zeigte dann auf die letzte Regel Nr. 29. Höre auf Roman Moltenore. "Das ist erfunden. Schau, die letzte ist sogar mit Bleistift geschrieben." Julianne konnte nicht glauben, dass ihre Freundin aus dem Nachbarschlafsaal dachte, sie würde darauf hereinfallen. "Und kein Telefon?" "Es ist wichtig, dass du dich an alle Regeln hältst. Vor allem Nummer neunundzwanzig", sagte das Mädchen in einem ernsten Ton. "Denk daran, dich nicht mit Roman einzulassen. Solltest du ihn zufällig sehen, laufe in die andere Richtung. Es gibt einen Grund, warum das hier aufgeschrieben ist." Angesichts der Regeln auf dem Campus greift sie darauf zurück, ihrem Onkel handgeschriebene Briefe zu schicken. Aber wer hätte gedacht, dass sie in den Händen eines anderen landen würden!

R18. The consequences of sex ripple through a lifetime for four college-aged friends, Ruby, Coral, Josh and Luke. Steamy, juicy, racy, yet sensually romantic. Let’s start with wistful Luke, your reflective narrator—the shy watcher. Next, the lovey-dove Coral, the group's collective adhesive. A modern girl with a regency heart, whom Ruby has the hots for. God, she is gorgeous. Coral’s action boyfriend, over-eager Josh, is a hunk who only has sex on his mind and is hopeful Coral will be his first! And risqué Ruby. The little minx is sassy, sharp, conniving, and considering getting inked as the story commences. There is plenty of wayward troupe fun and raucous laughs through high school and college in 1970s Melbourne. Whoops, an overdose of selfishness by everyone at eighteen, and relationships mess because pleasure ignited by pleasure’s ignition is always a pleasure for two or more until someone muddies it with words or actions. So, adult theme warning, erotic impulses are indulged. However, they generate contemplative introspection on friendship, passion, self-centeredness, cheating, brooding, contrition, resilience and love over the next forty years. The story unfolds like recall, intentional or spontaneous, rolling in and out of our minds, non-chronologically. Our yearnings are tattooed under our skin. From there, they will swell back. Ready, set, go, read the ripples! Author Note: The novel is complete, and all 133 chapters will be uploaded and remain unlocked. Dedication For anyone who gifts a second chance Epigraph “all those kids” It is attributed to H.S.Truman, by Henry A. Wallace, diary entry of 10 August 1945. Acknowledgement To the women who shaped my contemplative life and the women, I owe contrition. To my wife, who frames the frame of my life and my daughters, who asked me the perennially unanswerable questions about love and relationships, which triggered me to write the story. To my editors; Nikki, who sparked the novel’s ripples through time and Jennifer, who drew out of me a more engaging and cohesive narrative. To Sonder, coined in 2012 by John Koenig, The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. To dandelion pappus; blown free of yearnings. I include the following here because its prudent as a writer: This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. Except where real place names and actual tragic events are used with sensitivity.

[Enter Loogam or you will die.] “Huh?” For the 15-year-old Mika Elbar it was a day like any other. He casually spent his time strolling around the village. Mika was neither ambitious nor did he have a dream. Unlike the others in his age, he wasn’t really interested in adventures or subjugating monsters and demons to become a hero. It was enough for him to live his life peacefully with his family in the village. However, things didn’t go as planned. A voice in his head suddenly threatened him to enter the world’s most renowned magic academy, Loogam. The academy was known for producing the best mages, knights, adventures and even heroes. It goes without saying that whoever graduates from that academy will be swimming in fame and wealth. Thus, reluctantly, Mika decided to try to enter Loogam with no hopes of getting accepted. After all, his magic was below average and he didn’t even possess one of the world’s 66 mythic relics. Instead, he only had the guidance of a strange voice in his head and a rusty sword on his hip. But will that be enough to survive in the magic academy Loogam? In the world of Lorw, where dangerous and powerful monsters constantly threat the peace? --------------------------------------------------------- Cover by Gakusei Muto (Instagram: @gakusei.muto)

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

“How perverted is Si Ye Han's taste? He still wants me like this?” Waking up, she looked at her reflection in the mirror: explosive wig, tattoos, and demon-like makeup. Any normal person’s eyes would burn if they looked at her for more than a second. Before her rebirth, she was in love with a different guy, so all she wanted to do was escape from Si Ye Han and hated him to his core after being locked up by him. After her rebirth, she looked differently at him, thinking that maybe he changed for the better? In the past, her mind was muddled. She let go of a stunning husband, was hurt by a scumbag and backstabber and most of all, was brainwashed by her most trusted friend. In the end, she was utterly alone. In her current lifetime, there are evil people scheming and eagerly waiting for her downfall. Sorry, but this girl won’t fall for the same tricks twice!

Luke wasn't a ball of joy rather he was a listener.He would stand in the way of harm just to protect others.He was a rogue adopted by two kindhearted people that could never fulfill his ache of having a real family with his mate.He had a secret that no-one knew not even his best friend knew.Dive into the story to find out what it is. Aaron Lockwood was the alpha of the pack and bad boy of highschool , with tattoos that filled his arms and the look that said he had seen it all.What would happen when Aaron finds out about the little secret that his little mate is hiding? This story is purely from my head ,I have read so many stories about werewolves , mates and alpha omega and had continuous imaginative ideas.So I thought why not I pop all of those thoughts here?Let me know how it goes for you!!! DO NOT REPOST ,DO NOT WRITE BAD COMMENTS.IF YOU DONT LIKE IT DONT READ THE STORY. And let's all be calm

"hey handsome" she walked towards him with her hips swaying beautifully. she was indeed looking like a seductress. she wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him closer. "do you realize I am your sister's boyfriend?" her red lips curved as she placed his hands on her boobs. "and I don't care" she connects their lips as her hands made its way into his Raven hair.

Leon had always been an unlikely romantic. Beneath his imposing frame, tattooed arms, and reputation as a street fighter, he hid a secret: a love for romance novels. In a room cluttered with stuffed toys, bookshelves stacked with novels adorned with delicate covers, and a cozy pink pajama set with pandas, Leon was lost in another world. His rough exterior belied a softer side that very few people had ever glimpsed. For Leon, life was full of contradictions. Despite his soft-hearted nature, he had been caught up in the gritty life of a gangster since he was a teenager. It wasn’t something he had sought out, but trouble always seemed to find him. With a face that looked like it was sculpted for brawls, people tended to assume he was a delinquent. Rejected by peers who feared his intimidating looks, and drawn into a gang when no one else would accept him, Leon had played the role assigned to him, even if it wasn't the life he truly desired. Then, one night, during a gang war that should have been like any other—full of swinging fists, snarling threats, and rules about keeping it to fists and blades—a gunshot echoed. Leon felt a searing pain in his head. The world tilted, then everything went black.

Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart. Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. Will she accept him? Will she learn to love him? Will she be finally accept him? With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over excerpt: I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit. "You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom. Excerpt : Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard. My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring "Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face "They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter "Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road. "Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was. I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction "So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face  "Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him. "So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting  "I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk "I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter 'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore 'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?' I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness. I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar "Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening "Where are we?" I asked "I have brought you to your doom...

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?".

Warning: Mature content, dark themes, psychological Status: Complete It all started one perfect night at the coast of the Mediterranean sea. I was standing on a beach with my feet laved in warm golden sand and my eyes fixed on the crushing waves. That is when trouble decided to walk by in a form of a handsome face with sandy blonde hair and dazzling enthralling killer smile. One look into his ocean blue eyes and I knew I wanted him as mine. And with just a touch of his lips on mine I was in love. But he belongs to her, my sister. You can call me the villain. I saw him first and he is mine to claim. I love him but he loves her. But my heart wants what is wants and that’s William Carter. When Adeline Pierce's Sister, Brittany introduce her fiancé to Adeline. Adeline had the shock of her life. Her sister’s fiancé, William Carter was the man that kissed Adeline two years ago on a beach and she is very much in love with him. Adeline vowed to make William hers at all cost. But two things stands in her way. Her sister, Brittany and her therapist Dr. Chris Owens who has sexy tattoos and a handsome face that she can't resist But William Carter has a malicious reasons for marrying Adeline's sister. He is seeking revenge. Will Adeline still go after William Carter her sister’s fiancé or would she surrender her heart to Dr. Chris Owens, her therapist ?

There he was. Theo. Swimming toward her. Almost naked her! She realizes. Her nervousness sky rocketed. She stays in place by treading water. Watching him swim. Waiting for him to reach her. She could see his muscles ripple like the waves he made with each stroke. He didn't care about touching her between her legs, why would he care now? She wasn't completely naked she thought to herself. She could handle him. Orion: "Why'd you take off without saying anything?" Theo asked. "I was feeling a bit hot, so I decided to take a swim. Why?" "You tell me? You're almost naked. Alone in a forest with a man whose also half naked and within arms reach." He said a smooth rough tone "that sounds problematic to me" "That sounds like your problem, not mine" I snorted. "Is that so?" He said with a thick devilish voice, "let’s see about that, huh?" Moments later his face was within inches from mine. I could almost taste his lips he was so close. I sucked in a deep breath I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath "Still think it's not your problem?" He teased me. Silence. I couldn't speak. He was so close to that he took away my words. His shirtless body so close it warmed the water near my breasts. My mouth hanging slightly open in awe at the man before me. His strong jawline framed so well by his wet hair. Water dripping from the ends. I find him staring at me. Looking not just at me but into me. It was like through my eyes he found away into my body. I was so drawn to this man. Whether it be the marks bond or me. I wanted him. I wanted him bad. And I could feel it, he wanted me just as much. I say "'you're right I guess it is my problem" and then I let go. I close my eyes and grab his face pressing his lips to mine. I gave in to my desire to have him. They were so soft and full. The kiss was full of need and desire. I was drowning in him. I don’t think it was possible for me to pull away in that moment. It was like something inside me was begging for something inside him. Theo: I wasn't prepared to see her floating in the middle of the lake. I could just make out the delicate features of her face and the outline of her body, her nearly naked body, in the lake. F*ck I was done for. She was going to break every ounce my self control by just existing around me with no clothes. I take off everything but my undergarments and dive in after her. Swimming to her I ask her about how it's dangerous to be in the water with a man almost naked. She said it was my problem. She has no idea how right she is about that. I was so hard being this close to her like this. So little clothing between us. She really was going to drive me crazy. Being with her set my insides on fire. I was throbbing for her. Craving to be inside her. In seconds I was inches from her face, the scent of her lust filling the air around us. I could hear her heart beating fast. And then she says, "you're right it is my problem" and then she kissed me. Holy f*ck she kissed me. Is kissing me. I bring her closer to me, pulling her mouth closer to mine. The first opening she makes in her mouth I slide my tongue in. Tasting her. My arms wrapped around her hands holding her back keeping her chest pinned to mine. And I devour her completely. I've wanted her like this since the moment she walked through that door in her father's office. We somehow make our way towards the water fall it was a little shallower so I could just stand with my chest just above the water. I put my hands on her ass and throw her up some making her legs wrap around my hips. I lean her against the mossy wall behind her. Kissing her deeper and deeper barely breathing, my d*ck was throbbing in my pants as she's rubbing her p*ssy against it. "If you don't stop I'm going to f*ck you right here and now." I growled at her, feeling the voice of predator deep inside me. If you want images of the characters check out the discord! Discord for this book: https://discord.gg/YsgYWTmN

In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”