Asmr Hand Movements

The 'Triad of the Night' is a worldwide organization recognized in all Asian, American and other continent countries, who are afraid that one day they will start their movements. Park Chan-woo, its leader and patriarch, holds the title of 'Monarch', which is only given by the previous Monarch. Park Chan-woo swore an oath. 'I promise that I will kill all the members of the Tríada of the night, including the Seven Seats of the organization; with that, my organization will definitely die'. The Seven Seats, who were the seven strongest members of the organization, and Monarch Park Chan-woo went to war and both sides were decimated. Park Chan-woo was the greatest assassin, but he actually wanted such a life; not really, that's why he decided to step aside from the greatest organization in the world. However, he never imagined that he would be reincarnated in a world with magic, where someone with his talent would live as he had always wished. The only problem is that the strong lead that world and so do the nobles.

"A malicious incident has occurred at our city hospital, a patient has taken medical staff hostage, and is now in a standoff with the police..." Yang Xiao turned off the TV, and the next second, a call came through, "Son, release the doctor now. There are police all around; you can't escape!" As if to prove the woman's words, the police sirens outside grew louder one after another, and there was also movement in the hallway. "It's fake, all fake. This is the Nightmare World. Otherwise, why would your call still come through after I cut the phone line?" Yang Xiao glared at the fallen phone line, his face twisted ferociously.

Jason, a young man who died after getting involved in a brutal accident that killed him reincarnated into the exact novel he was reading on the night he died. He was reincarnated into the novel he was reading before his untimely death, as a baby who had just been birthed successfully. From his birth he was shown no love due to his non-existent aptitude in magic. Lucky for him, he awakened the Talent system. A system that allowed him to copy talents; skills that individuals excelled at, the skills that made said individuals the cream of the crop. With the exact same mastery of the person he copied it from. The system when trying to increase his aptitude for mana only managed to decrease it even lower blessed him with nature energy to passively strengthen himself. With no magic and a system that allows him to copy talents, watch Jason climb through the ranks of the world and become the strongest! ... [Host can choose a talent to copy: Null eyes, War God's Embrace, 30 Blade movements, Advanced War Tactics] _____ Note: The MC is OP.

WARNING [R18] “I’m already engaged to him,” she blurted, her voice trembling but resolute. Her eyes shot toward the silver-haired man, the figure who had been watching her all along. Her heart pounded in her ears as she raised her hand, pointing directly across the room. The gesture felt foreign, like it wasn’t even her own body making the movement. But there he was, sitting quietly in the VVIP section, and she had to do something. Anything. All eyes turned toward her, and the room fell into stunned silence. The weight of a thousand gazes bore down on her, and the only sound was the frantic beat of her own heart as she waited for his response. *************** Lilia’s life is turned upside down at a lavish masquerade party when an unexpected announcement claims she is engaged to Lowell, a man she has never agreed to marry. Caught between the overwhelming pressure of her parents’ expectations and the confusion surrounding her emotions, Lilia finds herself trapped in a web of deception. But when a silver-haired stranger named Zethan steals the spotlight, Lilia’s impulsive declaration sends shockwaves through the room. With her parents and Lowell thrown into chaos, Lilia is left questioning whether she has just freed herself—or unwittingly stepped into a more dangerous game of fate and manipulation. Who would have thought their futures had already been sealed? This vampire had been obsessed with her long before she ever knew he existed. WSA 2025 ENTRY

'Kill monsters, eat meat' 'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.' 'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.' She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. -the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken. For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls. A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal-- That was her liberation. And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly. Awakened! Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings. And those awakened call the shots. Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do. He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain. It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to. She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha. But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right? Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit. And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly. Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on. The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain. Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created. 'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'

"I didn't kill anyone, I know who killed him but I'm not telling you, I'll take the blame for.. everything" Vivian a girl who was lied to by strangers that claimed to be her friends, woke up two days after a mysterious event took the life of her parents and left her with no memories, she didn't even try to find herself but sacrificially offered her life to cover for the people she thought had sacrificed all for her. Vincent, a cold and indifferent CEO who is the most handsome and successful young man in the country, lost his parents and one of his sisters, his parents' bodies were recovered and put to rest but not his sister's.. Now his goal is to find his long lost sibling, dead or alive, and protect the one he has left whom he dotes on so much and does everything to keep her happy and safe. But something happens again enemies attack, and Vincent is left broken. he becomes an empty money machine looking for his sister who was almost found and lost again and also revenge on anyone that hurt his loved ones. but he doesn't need to do that, as fate will have its way, this a story of love, mystery, and karma, with many unexpected turns as we ride on..

By the will of Heaven and decree of the Son of Heaven, His Imperial Majesty bestows this marriage between Crown Prince Li Feng and Lady Xu Nuan, daughter of General Xu, as a union of virtue and strength. May this bond fortify the empire and bring prosperity to the realm. Let none defy this decree.” The hall fell into a heavy silence. Xu Nuan’s fingers trembled slightly at her sides. She had heard rumors of political marriages before, but never had she imagined she would be caught in one. She dared not lift her gaze, though she could feel the weight of her father’s unspoken thoughts pressing upon her. General Xu finally rose, his movements deliberate, measured. He stepped forward, bowing before the decree. “This subject humbly accepts His Majesty’s grace.”

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

After playing a variation of the poker game, Shadow’s Hand, Damien Pearce unexpectedly awakened in an unfamiliar world. Stripped of all kinds of information in the world he was thrown into, Damien now had to navigate it through wits and guts. Amidst his search for information, he discovered that he seemed to be a part of the world as a Transcendent Investigator, otherwise known as TI. The TI seemed fearful and revered among the people in this world. They were responsible for catching Transcendent(s) who misused their power. But was that the reason for his transfer? “Do I or do I not belong in this world?” Damien questioned his presence constantly.

In a world where gods have long vanished and cultivation reigns supreme, Shen Ziyan, a humble village boy, stumbles upon a severed hand—not just any hand, but one brimming with an unfathomable power, belonging to a Supreme God of Creation. From that moment on, his fate is forever changed. As ancient forces stir and hidden sects seek the remnants of divine power, Ziyan is thrust into a world of ruthless cultivators, forgotten legacies, and celestial conspiracies. His newfound strength grants him abilities beyond mortal comprehension, but it also marks him as a target for those who would stop at nothing to claim such power. With no sect to protect him and no master to guide him, Ziyan must forge his own path—one that will take him across grand cultivation realms, ancient ruins of lost civilizations, and battlefields where immortals once waged war. But the deeper he delves into his newfound power, the more he begins to question: Was the hand a blessing, or a curse? And if a god’s hand alone could shake the heavens—what happened to the rest of the body? As enemies close in and secrets unravel, Shen Ziyan embarks on an epic journey to uncover the truth of his power, ascend beyond the limits of cultivation, and defy the very heavens themselves. The path to divinity is paved with blood. And in the end, Ziyan will either rise as a god— -or fall like The ones before him.

A mysterious phenomenon triggers the collapse of the world. Where everyone has been granted their "Ideal" Power, what they have believed in or affiliated the most, over any other, has become their strongest asset. However, powers varied, and the individuals who wielded them, more so. Not everyone was Blessed, mostly being victims. Some granted divine powers becoming God-like beings, and these were not all pure individuals. However, in this world, in this life, Satori still feels the same, his belief? The natural movement of Matter.

Arjun had just graduated from high school and today was his first day at college. Despite his introverted nature, Arjun had always excelled at programming. It was a language he understood better than any spoken word, a world where he felt in control. "Arjun, breakfast is ready!" his mother called from the kitchen. He grabbed his backpack, double-checking his supplies, and headed downstairs. His parents had always been supportive, understanding his quiet nature and encouraging his passion for technology. As he sat down to eat, a wave of dizziness hit him. The room spun, and he clutched the edge of the table. His vision blurred, and he felt a strange sensation, as if his very being was being pulled away from reality. The darkness engulfed him. The last thing he heard was his mother's panicked voice calling his name. When Arjun opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a grassy field under a strange sky. The colors were more vibrant, the air tinged with unfamiliar scents. He sat up slowly, trying to make sense of his surroundings. People were scattered around, some unconscious, others just waking up. Panic and confusion filled the air. As he looked closer, he noticed that these weren't just humans—there were beings of various races, some humanoid, others entirely alien. "What is this place?" he muttered to himself. A soft chime echoed in his mind, and a translucent screen appeared before him. It looked like a game interface, displaying his name and a brief description: Name: Arjun Sharma Class: Support Ability: Code Manipulation Arjun blinked in surprise. He had read enough fantasy novels and played enough games to recognize a system interface, but experiencing it in real life was surreal. As he explored further, he learned that everyone here had a similar interface, each with unique abilities. Some had combat skills, others had magical talents, and a few, like him, had support abilities. The world they had transmigrated to was teeming with dangerous beasts, some less threatening, others incredibly deadly. Despite the chaos, Arjun felt a strange sense of calm. His ability, though non-combatant, was still unique. He could manipulate codes within the system, potentially altering or enhancing abilities and objects. However, this also meant he was seen as less valuable in direct confrontations. Groups quickly formed among the survivors, prioritizing those with combat abilities. Arjun found himself alone, struggling to find anyone who would accept him. Determined to survive, he began to explore the surroundings, seeking resources and learning about this new world. His programming skills, though seemingly useless at first, began to find application in unexpected ways. He could tweak the system interface, optimize resource management, and even alter the properties of items he found. But survival was not easy. The world was fraught with peril, and Arjun soon realized he would have to rely on his wits and creativity to navigate this treacherous land.

"Either you live by the rules of the land; or you die." Kesov is the third seat of the Overseers in the Boros Province of Zetsuri. A knight with no attribute for his Miero. Raised in the Peasants land, climbing his way up in his social status. A Criminal Syndicate is on the rise. And somehow Kesov was connected to this Syndicate. Perhaps the mystery of his birth, or his parents. He had to find out.

Ever wondered what would happen if a gullible human doctor caught the attention of a vampire? Not just any vampire—but an Original, the first of their kind. Enzo, a naïve surgical nurse who has spent his life following his father’s rules, finally decides to break free and chase his own desires, including the person he truly loves. Alaric, a feared and ruthless vampire, has long been a nightmare to both his own kind and humans alike. One cold evening, he is ambushed by six vampire hunters and left for dead. But before death can claim him, a human boy stumbles upon him and offers aid. This small act of kindness stirs something deep within Alaric’s ancient heart—an obsession. Now, Enzo is his, whether he realizes it or not.

A small box was opened. And with it, chaos spread—destruction and creation intertwined. A young man takes his first step and enters a technological device. The modern world shifts as data flows around him, revealing a realm of fantasy, magic, myths, and creatures never before seen. Civilizations and cultures of breathtaking wonder, shrouded in mystery and uniqueness, unfold before him. He dives deep into this world. Years later, he stands atop a mountain. With a mere motion of his hand, elemental energy of the six elements surges forth. Another movement bends space and time to his will, as even reality itself seems to bow before him. Every motion of his body radiates immense magical and mystical power. The enemies before him stand no chance. And in the end, with a smile on his face, an energy unseen since the dawn of creation emerges—striking terror even into the hearts of the gods. How its gone be this world? Open the box and find out. NOTES: I)It is possible, due to website issues, that this book may no longer be published here, but for now it will continue. II)This is only valid for this book, currently, and if it leaves here it will be republished elsewhere. Thank you for your care!! IG:@great.daoofspace

His gaze was intense and piercing, it was as if he could see through her. As he neared Nicholina felt her heart skip a beat,every step he took towards her had a strange effect on her, which she couldn't decipher. His intense gaze, swept over her seeing through the thin fabric that showed off all her curves. swallowing hard, Rheaphel's hand moved involuntarily to explore every part of her curves. The closer his hand got, Nicho felt the air live her lungs. It was as if the air was caught up by a magical force. Every movement of his hands on her pale skin caused a strange and unyielding need in her that terrified yet triggered an excitement in her. suppressing a moan that threatened to escape her mouth. Nicholina was glad when a knock interrupted

In a world overrun by demons and wreaking havoc, people rise up as one to repel this aggression.In this story, its hero, John Verita, appears.To save the world from the tyranny of Satan and achieve balance hand in hand with the protectors of Light organization.

He has the world in the palm of his hand.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

Casmi's life has never taken a 360° like this. The king took one look at her and that was it......... *I won't let you go* He was her anger, She was his placidity, She became fire, He became her water. My Heart ..... She regreted working in the palace. .................................................................. Excerpt... His golden eyes stared into her midnight blue eyes, his strong veiny hands caging her. Stars danced in the sky, the moonlight cast a soft glow on her soft and delicate face. " I love you Senyolyra" He said nibbling her ear. Shivering from the inside and taking in a sharp breath she replied. " I don't love you" He paused in his movements. And continued nibbling her ear sending all over her body. " You're still mine" " I am not your property" " But you are still my love" ...

Evelyn Lin’s world fractures the moment her reflection lags behind her movements. What begins as a fleeting anomaly soon spirals into a reality where mirrors distort, time bends, and her own body resists her control. When cryptic numbers appear etched into glass and a hidden past resurfaces, Evelyn is forced to confront an impossible truth—she may not be who she thinks she is. As fragmented memories of a girl named Takeda Ryusei emerge, Evelyn finds herself caught between two identities, two timelines, and two versions of herself. With each step deeper into the unknown, she must unravel the nature of her existence before she loses herself completely. But in a world where observation shapes reality, the more she searches for answers, the more reality begins to collapse. Is she the observer, or the observed?

Suddenly, in the void, white particles begin to gather in one place, growing larger and larger until a being emerges. He looks around but sees nothing. As he moves his hands and feet, the white particles scatter, only to return to him as if he were their father. As the being continues his movements, the white particles suddenly stop drifting. Confused, he wonders what happened. He doesn’t remember who he is—only his purpose. To create life and give it purpose. OP mc - Yes

Diego is an assassin who founded a revolutionary movement that aimes at changing whatever is left of his highly futuristic and distopian world. Born inside an underground laboratory, he possesses special abilities that quickly made him the best of his time. After his death, his soul was summoned along with Forren, his former right-hand man, Folarin, a member of an alien race that invaded his planet, and Valis, the strongest member that ever lived of her race, to take part in a survival game rappresenting their planet competing against other beings in the same situation as them with their homeplanet on the line. Should they fail at completing in 10 years the 150 stages prepared by the gods, their planets would be canceled of the face of the universe, but if they succeed, they will each be granted a wish from the gods.

Josep frowned as he looked at the few newspapers spread out on the table. In an instant, he understood Annelie's point. Seeing the seriousness of the situation, Josep waved his hand to the guards who were still in the room. ‘Leave us.’ he ordered. As soon as the guards left and the door closed. The atmosphere in the room became more private. Annelie, who had been watching Josep's movements unconsciously, sensed that something was different. Those orderly and deliberate movements, as if the leader was used to dealing with pressure. However, she could not forget what he was for yesterday. ‘All the commotion in town,’ Annelie said, pointing to a pile of newspapers, ‘has one brain behind it. And as Duke, you must immediately arrest whoever is responsible for this mess.’ Josep leaned back in his chair, his seemingly flat face hiding something that caught his attention. ‘So, you believe that all this social chaos has been organised by one person?’ Josep asked in a flat voice. Annelie nodded before continuing, ‘I've read all this over and over again. Although all of these papers were written by different authors and printed in different presses, their writing styles are suspiciously similar.’ Annelie began to point out some examples that could be used as evidence for her conversation that afternoon through the newspaper. ‘The key sentences used seem like they came from a single thought. This is no coincidence, a person or group must be controlling this information to set the narrative in Eldbourne.’ Annelie's continuation made Josep stare at the newspaper calmly. Although in the back of his mind, he knew that Annelie was off the girl's track. ‘When is Lord Harrington home?’ A question that annoyed Annelie because Josep was trying to divert the conversation from a topic that he thought was very important. ‘He should be home. But, what does that have to do with my father?’ Annelie asked in an annoyed tone. Josep did not answer directly. But the young man got up from his seat and walked over to Annelie before looking at her for a moment and saying, ‘I'll take you home.’ Annelie was surprised by Josep's change in demeanour. However, Annelie should not have delved further into the riots that took place in Eldbourne. The events of that day were the gateway that made Annelie always remember the impudence that changed the fate of her life in the future. Which is full of darkness and gripping secrets.

In the rusted ruins of a once-great metal city on the outskirts of civilization, Wu Yi lives a harsh but happy life, surrounded by those he calls family. Though myths of cultivation and the lost kingdom of Valtir ignite a yearning deep within him, he is not reckless enough to chase after ghosts and leave behind the people he loves. But fate does not wait for dreamers. When tragedy strikes and the fragile peace of his world is shattered, Wu Yi is thrust into the heart of civilization—a realm of power, ambition, and ruthless human nature. In this brutal world, strength is the only law, and those without it are doomed to be crushed beneath the heels of the strong. Faced with loss, betrayal, and the cruel machinations of fate, Wu Yi teeters on the edge of darkness. Will he become the very monster he despises, or will he defy the heavens themselves to carve his own path? In a world where only the strong survive, the gears of fate turn mercilessly. But Wu Yi's hands burn with the power to seize them—or break them entirely.

Reborn in a parallel world, Fang You landed on earth with the cry of a newborn! By achieving growth goals, he could unlock various unique talents, positioning himself to win right from the starting line! As a baby: Accomplish 1,000 rollover movements to unlock the talent "Reverse Life"; As a toddler: Master 10 paper airplane folding techniques to unlock the talent "Origami Celebrity"; As a youth: Secure 100 victories in "Three Kingdoms Kill" to unlock the talent "Rising to Prominence"; "Absolute Focus," "Eat without Gaining Weight," "Never Nearsighted," "Five Seconds to Sleep," "Photographic Memory"... With the continuous acquisition and accumulation of growth energy, more all-around talents gradually emerged... Starting as a well-known internet sensation baby cutie and accompanied by the neighborly companionship of a girl who was like a sister from another life, enjoy the sweet, loving daily life of winning from childhood to adulthood!