Soft Tones

Blurb: This book contains explicit content. It's not for readers below I can’t believe I allowed the Devil to take my virginity a night before my wedding. “You are mine, El,” Lorenzo groaned as he pressed his hands against my body. “You can’t run from me. Never,” he continued. In a world full of greed and deceit, Marco, my father, had forced me to marry Lorenzo De Luca, the most feared Mafia lord, for money and recognition. The same man whom I vowed never to give myself too. But on that fateful day, I escaped my father’s house. In a quest to celebrate my freedom, I went to a club. I had promised myself to give my virginity to any man that I saw fit at the club. But I never knew I was giving myself to the same man I was running away from. Lorenzo De Luca is the most feared Mafia lord and leader of THE FOUR, a mafia group consisting of about six Mafia families. He is rumored to kill anyone who gets in his way. It was also rumored that he has been married three times and his wife mysteriously disappears on their wedding night. Now my fate is in the hands of the monster Lorenzo; how will I survive this? My name is Ella, and this is my story.

The 18-year-old Xu Chunian confessed her love to her crush, and woke up six years later after a drunken night. As far as is known, the 24-year-old version of herself was extremely troublesome. The husband she had secretly loved for years was disheartened with her, and the child wasn't close to her either. Although the 24-year-old Xu Chunian didn't know what was going on, the 18-year-old Xu Chunian was loved by everyone! The cold and scheming husband was won over! The soft and cute little munchkin became her little shadow! When everything was settled, it was discovered that this was not an ordinary transmigration at all...

"How long has it been since I transmigrated?" Owen thought. After many trials, he finally woke up in a new world. His long-held wish—eighteen years in the making—to reincarnate with all his memories had finally come true. But life here was more tedious than he’d imagined. As the son of a noble, his days were filled with training and keeping up appearances. Freedom was a distant dream. Until his sixteenth birthday, when a soft voice whispered in his ear: [Congratulations, you've awakened the Supreme Gacha system.]

"Ahhhhh…this is the orcs tribe!!!! Abraham was shocked when Mary told him where he was now. " Ehhh…who is this….impossible!!!!.is this me!!!!!" With a loud voice Abraham shouted when he saw a green figure in the reflection of the river water. ###### " What !!! You gave your blood in the transformation potion!!!!" Ramon the leader of the Antilia orcs tribe's voice of disbelief was heard as he spoke to Juana the witch of their orcs tribe. " What can I do, because of the emergency I didn't think much, so only my blood was used" Juana replied with a slightly embarrassed tone but there was clearly no regret visible on her face. ###### " You let him stay near the outer area of ​​the tribe? Are you sure?" Ripley the captain of the Antilia orcs tribe knights asked Ramon. " Isn't that good, if he can survive just think of it as his destiny, but if not, then Juanan's problem will be solved right!" Ramon replied with a calculating tone. " But, what about Juana's response?" Ripley asked confused. "Don't worry, it's better to suffer in the beginning than to suffer longer in the future. Don't you know, the side effects of drinking this change potion, and Juana is our tribe's witch!! So she has to get a candidate from the tribe, not another!!!" Ramon replied with a determined tone. He couldn't possibly give anyone outside his tribe to marry, their witch because it was the same as allowing problems to be nurtured, and he didn't want that. ####### " Ehhh….what kind of house are you going to build Abraham?" Mary asked!! "It's a stilt house" Abraham replied with a smile. "Stilt house, what kind of house is that??" Wall asked Abraham. "I want to know too" Gros also responded. ##### " Come on…come on…you can do it Gros!!!! Abraham's enthusiastic shouts to Gros were heard. " Ahhhhhh...I failed" Gros replied with a helpless tone as he failed to lift the 1000 kg test stone with one hand. ##### "Are you sure Abraham can lift the stone?" Mary asked Wall and Gros. "I doubt it, Abraham can lift it" Wall answered in an uncertain tone "Abraham can definitely lift it, I believe in him" on the other hand Gros said with a different answer. ####### "Wow…..he's amazing!!!!!!!! "He did it!!!!! "This…this is unbelievable!!!! "Abraham….abraham...Abraham…..the sound of cheers echoed across the field, shouting Abraham's name….

Having spent her childhood confined in chains, Alice was a child who knew neither love nor joy. Scorned by her family while being tortured in the name of the greater good for years, she grew numb to all feeling and thought. That is, until one day, a man in black offered her a chance to escape. There were once rumours widespread of an endless hell, a land of glorious death and dreadful opportunity. Fools went in search of it, and the clever never ventured into it. Only when its baleful mysteries spilled unto the earth did all hear its name — the Abyss. A single drop of its blood could give someone the power to control shadows, move faster than sound, or strength greater than the strongest man. Yet, it all came at a cost; the blood would always make sure those who consumed it became part of the Abyss, with one exception — Alice. Cast away by her own blood, it was her destiny to rot in a gilded cage. But, that fateful day changed everything. Gifted a second chance at life, a chance to turn her life around and claim vengeance against her family, a chance to dive deep into the Abyss and gain the power to govern her own fate, Alice took his hand, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her. Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va Author Notes: This is my third book, going to take what I learned from before to improve. This book will be focusing on plot, action, depths of character bonds and overall a darker tone/take on this cruel fantasy world I've cooked up for this book! If you give this book a try, I hope you enjoy! A very different experience and tone to Nanomancer Reborn.

.In order to make up for the regrets of his past life, Ye Fan transfers to the high school Ning Xi attends after his rebirth, finding the beautiful figure from his memory. In his memories, Ning Xi lay on the operating table, using her last breath to say, "Brother, I... I like you..." In this life, watch how Ye Fan conquers the heart of the soft and genius school beauty step by step. ...

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Shen Hua, the daughter of the Shen family that ran an embroidery business in Fengzhou, was pampered since she was a child. She had a pretty face and smooth, fair skin. Unfortunately, her body was weak, and she'd run out of breath after walking merely a few steps. She didn't have very long to live. The Shen family gradually faced its downfall, and her wedding was delayed again and again. Cui Yun, the eldest son of the Cui family, was a noble and stern man. He was entrusted to look after Shen Hua. Why not just marry her? He thought. Since Shen Hua reincarnated, she had focused all her attention on the embroidery business. She hoped to change her life and regain her former glory. When she heard about Cui Yun's decision to marry her, she fainted on the spot. After waking up, she turned him down with tears in her eyes. "I don't have very long to live. I don't want to waste your time." Cui Yun was very considerate. "It's not a big deal. I know you feel touched, but there's no need to cry. Since you already depend on the Cui family, you might as well just become part of us. After you die from your sickness, I'll even hold a grand funeral for you." Shen Hua felt hopeless. But I'm only pretending to be sick! *** Cui Yun had many younger female cousins. Many of them had confessed their feelings for him, but he turned all of them down nonchalantly. "It's getting late. Please look after yourself." Shen Hua had never met such a clueless man when it came to romance. One night, while she was on her way home, she took a shortcut and passed by the Cui family's courtyard. Cui Yun stopped her. He was standing near the entrance, and his sleeves danced to the wind. "It's cold outside. Would you like to come in and stay for a while?"

Growing up in a large family and having very few friends, I've always had problems maintaining friendships. It's either I'm too uptight or too boring or not friendly, like they say your childhood determines how your social life turns out. I was always made to believe that I'm not pretty because I have a masculine and toned body type. So having friends and seeing them slip away even makes me realise that actually I'm not feminine enough to hold on to friendships. But then getting into college and having the very sweetest girls around me was a breath of fresh air until life happened and everything came crushing down once again. This is about life love and friendships.

Soft, sweet, and charming, like candy that melts away on a hot day. But is it really just sugar that coats the day? How can one be sure it's all just a small piece of candy? Beneath the saccharine facade of that sweetness lies a darker truth. The sweetness hides pain, and the charming smiles conceal bitterness. Cracks begin to show, and the carefully constructed illusion starts to unravel, revealing what truly lies beneath.

Hannah is absorbed in her school project when she hears her mother calling her downstairs. However, there’s something unsettling in her mother’s tone, a growing urgency that she can’t ignore. Intrigued yet cautious, Hannah begins to make her way down the stairs. Suddenly, she’s pulled into the nearby laundry room, a hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her reaction. To her shock, it’s her mother—eyes red and filled with terror. With a trembling whisper, her mother warns, “Don’t go down there, honey. I heard it too.” A cold chill washes over Hannah as she realizes that something, or someone, is downstairs, calling to her in her mother’s voice. But if her real mother is here, then who—or what—could be waiting beneath the stairs?

Fiyana entered the beast world and transformed into a cute golden cat . she became a beast woman.so she accepts her fate.she start living happily in that world.In certain circom stances, she have to take some beast husbands.Now she has seven husbands and they pampered her so much.They all have different attitude and behavior. _A pretty alluring clever fox _A soft and weak young goat _A cold but kind snake _An handsome and powerful eagle _A cute and innocent panda _A great beauty of a peacock _A strong and brave wolf One thing is so common on them .That, they all are so clingy to her.

Ichiro was a man who had to live through a tragic and awful life. After losing his wife, his only source of happiness, his despair only got worse until the day he died. To Ichiro's fortune, the Goddess of Life, Phelena, decided to send his soul into a new body in another world. His only condition was for the Goddess to send him far away from people. The goddess agreed, but she certainly had other plans for Ichiro's new life. A wholesome story about a man rekindling his love for living and encountering his lost wife in another world! [Story is written in 1st person with a casual tone] ------------------------------------------------------ If you want to see artwork of the novel, check out: caracasm.carrd.co Previously known as: Lost & Found: Rekindled Life

Everyone in the class was shocked when the news came: Sheena Hathaway married to Stephan Korade. It’s already the fourth year of the university, when every couple was destined to break up at such a moment. Therefore, no one would expect the bookworm Sheena would marry to the rich playboy Stephan Korade. “She must have put a curse on that handsome boy. How could the son of Bee Group, the biggest medical device company, marry a girl of nobody? ” everyone doubts like this. Except Stephan himself. “Sheena, please don’t ignore me in the campus, we’re a couple indeed.” Stephan begged in a soft tone trying to not offend this girl with sparkling eyes under her black glasses. “Stephan, I know our marriage is just a smoke shell, don’t act like you love me.” Sheena smiled sincerely and innocently. “So, for your request, no way.”

A compelling and ravishing love story collection of LGBTQ+ short stories that invites you to explore the diverse and new experiences. Although there are few of them smoking hot but some are soft-Love stories. "Mature Content And NO Rape", Totally fictional Short-Stories Series 1)Front Desk Letters. 2) Pride and Perceptions. These stories are not only windows into unique journeys but also reflections of universal desires for love, acceptance, and belonging. Together, we hope to contribute to a world where every individual, irrespective of their gender identity or sexual orientation, can live authentically, love wholeheartedly, and find the acceptance they deserve.

Oh, Charlie, love, be gentle, you are hurting me very much." Knowing that the best way would be to excite her by short shoves, without at first trying to go further, I did so, and she began to feel all the raging desires that so formidable a prick as mine must excite, when moving between the soft velvety folds of her tight and juicy quim. I held myself in, and continued my proceedings until the convulsive movements of her loins, and the increased pressure of the folds of her cunt,

"This way, nobody will suspect that you don't live in my room." Nicholas gestured discreetly. "Thank you, Elder Brother. Can I borrow some books from your study?" Sarah asked while expressing her gratitude for his thoughtfulness. "Help yourself." Nicholas nodded with a warm smile. "Elder Brother, from now on, you are my favorite!" Sarah's face broke out into a smile. Nicholas gently patted her head. As it was getting late, Sarah bid farewell to Nicholas before she cheerfully crossed the secret passage and slipped into her own room. Nicholas's gaze lingered on the painting, hiding a secret passage between two rooms, his thoughts drifting. As the days passed, he grew accustomed to the subtle sounds emanating from the other side of the wall. Sarah's gentle voice humming a soft tune, her gentle whispers as she read a book, her excited exclamations when she came across an interesting scene, the soft rush of water when she showered, the soft music drifting from her cassette player, her occasional light coughs when she was under the weather, and the muffled noises of the TV when she watched movies or news. This quiet intimacy created a sense of familiarity, and Nicholas found himself anticipating Sarah's daily rhythms. What would today bring? The soft melody of her laughter or the absorbed silence of her reading, or maybe her gentle humming? Only time would tell.

“I promised to grab you closer to myself” Alex grabbed Vivian closer as he was talking, and Vivian placing her soft breast on his chest. “Bites your soft and small lips” Alex kissed Vivian’s lower lips as he was talking; Vivian closed her eye and her heart breathing heavily. “Kiss you deeply still we feel that love between---“Vivian suddenly pushed him away with force and step back, looking at him and she didn’t really get herself. “What happened? Have you been lying to me all these while that you LOVE?” Alex said with loud voice. “No! No!! I love you and you know that” Vivian said with low voice and shaking. “Then this is the time to prove it to me, why don’t you want me to have that kiss that I have been waiting for so long----“ “I MARRIED TO YOUR BROTHER NOW” Vivian said with low voice as Alex was talking. ×××××××× Vivian and Alex had been an online lover for three years but all of a suddenly, Alex just disappeared from Vivian and turned to a ghost on social media's. Five years later, two of them met each other physically and Alex turned out to be her husband’s brother. Alex wanted the love back and despite to take her from his brother at all cost.

The first rays of dawn pierced through the dense foliage of the Azure Mountains, illuminating the verdant landscape in a soft, golden hue. High atop one of the mountain's peaks, a figure lay sprawled on the ground, unconscious and battered. As the sunlight caressed his face, his eyes fluttered open, revealing a pair of piercing blue irises.

This story follows a heart broken and tragedy strikken little kid who gathers courage and slowly rises in the world of technology. See him trick, scheme and fight for opportunities and take revenge for everything that happened to him. But as he progresses he discovers the underlying narrative for his misfortune and torture which is related to the secret of an unknown entity who for some reason loathes his mere existence. P/S the prologue and the starting chapters are a bit graphic but the tone of the overall story is only slightly dark. ( It is not angst)

Zayn walked into the castle led by Princess Xantheia, the maids and guards around kept on staring at them, particularly him because he was believed to be from the enemy kingdom. But their princess had made it clear that he could be trusted. Xantheia and Zayn got to the throne room but before they made their way in, Xantheia stopped and turned to him, "My mother is quite the very-hard-to-impress, are you sure you still want to meet her?" Zayn gave a deep chuckle, his chest vibrating because of his laugh. "Believe me, I've been through a lot of very-hard-to-impress kind of people." With that assurance, Xantheia turned to the door and the two guards standing there opened the huge doors. Queen Anaya, Xantheia's mother sat on the golden throne at the other end of the giant room majestically in all her splendor, adorned with jewels and gold befitting of her royal and highest status. Zayn could now see why Xantheia was so beautiful. Immediately she saw Zayn, Queen Anaya stood up from her throne, her eyebrows furrowed in displeasure and her lips twisted in a hard frown as she called out in a cold tone. "Prince Zayn of the Kingdom of Jadovia. How dare you step into my palace?!" She turned to her daughter and asked in the same dissatisfied tone, "Xantheia what is this madness?!" Queen Anaya said in anger. Her eyes then trailed to the guards, about to signal them to take the Prince out when Xantheia stopped them. "Mother please, listen to him. He's Zayna's son." At the mention of that name, Queen Anaya grew quiet as she stared at the prince. He did have her features. Jet black hair and eyes that were as bright as the silver moon. Zayna was her beloved best friend before she was brutally killed by her very own husband because of a mere suspicion. Looking at Zayn now, she could literally see her face in his and tears nearly fell from her eyes. The young lad did not deserve what he went through after his mother's death. His family was just too cruel "Why are you here?" She asked him in a more calmer tone. "I'm sorry if my presence has caused discomfort to your highness." Zayn said with a slight bow. "So I'll just go straight to the point." Queen Anaya stared at him with a suspicious gaze as she waited for him to speak. "I'll help you fight against my Kingdom." The Queen was shocked. "What?!"

SEA OF TIME BY OMOGHENE MARY. Synopsis It all began from a shopping trip, a series of events changing her life forever. .... She tapped Hannah softly on her back and whispered, "everything will be fine." Saying this she dashed towards the door and ran out. ..... She didn't need anyone to tell her that she's been shot. ..... "Help me, please." She said with an almost inaudible tone and a pleading gaze...... .... He stared at his arm where she grasped tightly, a dim light flickered in his eyes. He looked at her," why should I help you?" He asked with a very cold tone that sent a chill down her spine........ ..... "She's here, is she not?" With a surprised look, "Don't tell me you're going to pick her as the one?" "Time would tell."...... ...... This was her new life. The raindrops fell noisily on the rooftop, Every drop crashing loudly, Forming a sharp contrast To the harmonious soothing melody it created The gusty wind blew harshly against her skin Leaving a lasting cold The gloomy sky recognizes her lonely heart The disturbing sea waves,Reflected her chaotic mind. Fate plays tricks on all of us....... A story of love, hate, revenge, family, loss, trust, perhaps redemption. Follow Casey on her journey as she sails the sea of time....

A collection of BL oneshots I write in my free time. The start of each oneshot will have the basic profile of characters and the overall tone of the oneshot so you can skip something if it's not your cup of tea. I take requests, though I will only write it if I find the prompt interesting. Let me know if you'd like the extended story of any particular one. If I have time and a plot for it, I'll think about it. It has~ Single dad, introverted singer X popular and flirty actor Med student X Law student and captain of the ice hockey team (will continue to update this list as I post more)

In the Dawning Age, where humans and beasts share the dominion, the air crackles with anticipation. Aspirants yearn to awaken extraordinary talents, etching their names in the annals of warrior legend. Amongst them stands Ye Tian, ostracized for his dormant core – a mark of weakness in this era of power. But destiny whispers a different tale. A chance encounter unlocks the forbidden knowledge of the Copycat, a talent outlawed for its unorthodox power. With a mere touch, Ye Tian can steal the very essence of another's abilities, martial or beastly. A coveted swordsmanship? A mythical beast's regenerative prowess? All are within his grasp. Yet, the power is a double-edged blade. Each stolen talent bleeds into Ye Tian's mind, a symphony of alien memories and instincts threatening to drown his own identity. He must master the art of harmonizing these fragments, weaving them into a tapestry of unmatched power. But covetous eyes watch from the shadows. Powerful factions lust after the Copycat's forbidden potential, willing to unleash chaos to claim it. Ye Tian faces a brutal choice: succumb to the voices in his head, become a puppet wielding borrowed brilliance, or transcend the limitations, forging his own path as a legend whispered in hushed tones – the Weaver of Talents.

This story combines classic enemies-to-lovers and small-town Christmas romance tropes, with a heartwarming, feel-good tone. The snowy setting and holiday traditions add to the cozy atmosphere, making it a perfect read for the festive season.

"Genevieve, don't you get it?" Jonathan's voice was laced with a hint of frustration, his words cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "I don't love you, and I never have," he continued, his tone devoid of emotion, leaving Genevieve's heart shattered into a million pieces. "Jonathan, wait... what do you mean?" Genevieve's voice trembled, her words barely above a whisper, as she struggled to comprehend the harsh reality. But Jonathan's expression remained resolute, his eyes cold and unyielding. "I love you, Genevieve, but I can't imagine a life with you," he said, his voice cracking with a mix of guilt and relief. "The wedding is off, I can't do this to myself," he declared, his words echoing through the room like a death sentence. Genevieve's world crumbled around her, her dreams shattered, her heart broken. "I'm sorry for telling you now," Jonathan said, his voice laced with regret, but it was too late, the damage was done. "Please stay," Genevieve begged, her voice cracking with desperation, but Jonathan was already gone, leaving her with a shattered heart. "I hope you find someone else," he said, his parting words a cruel twist of the knife, "someone who will love you like you deserve." But Genevieve's mind was a blur, her thoughts consumed by the anguish of Jonathan's rejection. She was lost in a sea of despair, unable to escape the pain that threatened to engulf her. Until Jayjay's soft voice pierced through the darkness, "Wake up, sleeping beauty." Genevieve's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto her cousin's concerned face. "What are you doing in my room?" she asked, her voice husky from sleep, her mind still reeling from the vivid nightmare.

Sophia Bennett, betrayed by her husband and step-sister, faced a gruesome end—burned alive with her unborn child. But fate grants her a second chance. Reborn back to when it all began, Sophia now have the chance to rewrite her tragic story. Haunted by memories of the past life, She refuses to let death quench her hatred and regret. Instead, fueled by vengeance. Reborn at the most critical moment that will change her life, “the arranged marriage with the richest and handsome bachelor Alexander Brooks” which she escaped from in her previous life. Will Sophia get married and destroy Olivia's path to riches? Or finds herself entangled with Alexander Brooks. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “ Are you that desperate to secure the position of “Mrs Brooks” that you'll shamelessly throw yourself at me”? Alexander asks, his voice laced with contempt, his deeps eyes looking at the woman squirming under him. His eyes trails her curvy body as his right hand squeeze the soft mound on her chest, he thought he'd find her touch disgusting but his body couldn't help but react to her and he can barely control his actions. “Ummmm” Sophia moans to his touch “ p-please” she murmurs shakingly, her eyes clouded as she rubs her hot and soft body against him. She feels hot all over and couldn't help groping his body to find relief. Loosing all restraint, Alexander leans to her ear, biting it and whispers huskily “since you're so eager, then don't blame me for being unrestrained”. He sucks her neck, bites down, “ahhhh ummmm” Sophia squirms in bliss. His hand roams her soft body, his head leaves her neck as he kiss his way down to her collarbone and down to her twin peaks. He latches unto one of her breasts, sucks and swirls his tongue round her erect nipple. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Rebirth from Ashes” weaves love, betrayal, redemption, and new beginnings into a captivating narrative.

Nobody knew how Si-woo felt. Life felt as if he was just watching from the sidelines. Watching other stories bloom as his slowly wilts. He didn't mind the feeling though. If it meant carrying his friend's books everyday and coming home with sore shoulders, he would do it. If it meant always being the last resort when the others weren't there, he wouldn't care. It's not like finding new friends would make the cycle stop repeating. That's until he met Jeong. The comforting smell of jasmine always lingering on him. The dimple on his cheek whenever he smiled. The way he would tear up when laughing too hard. They all made Si-woo's heart race. And he didn't understand that feeling one bit.

Ji-Hwan is soft-spoken and gentle Retite , and slender and university majoring in fine arts and until Ji-Hwan's family got into debt and their gallery arts wanted in exchange for what they owed until his father approached the Lees family to ask for help and will also borrow to pay what they owe,but his father didn't think that the son of his former friend was merciless with a bad attitude and wanted instead his only son Ji-hwan who is an innocent and 19years old.