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Zelda Weapons That Don T Break

Darling: Don't Open That Door

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.
Civia_Writes · 707 Views

Heavy Weapons - Sweet Venom

Part of the Heavy Weapons sci-fi universe. Arc 1 & 2 - A small Nomad colony reports that thousands of people missing and no one dares to look into it, Diego Harley decides to investigate and becomes the fascination of dark, dangerous creatures that begin to obsess over him, putting everyone around him in danger as they try to claim him for their own perverted, reckless desires... Arc 3 - As the dust settles from the clash in arc 2, the corruption spreads and catches the attention of larger players within the universe, but as the crew some come to find, someone doesn't need to be corrupted- to be thoroughly corrupt. Might meets desire as the Rewritten expand their operations and show the universe that they are here to stay whilst Diego tries to find a way out of his new situation. 18+ only - This is a very adult story from the very beginning with strong focus on futanari on male action, it does have good story elements however (so i've been told) - if that doesn't put you off, please continue. Features anthropomorphic characters, violence, corruption, aliens and an awful lot of goo. Level 1 (GREEN) - Vanilla sex scenes, likely to be male on female Level 2 (AMBER) - More diverse and "saucier" sex featuring the corrupted cast and futa biology Level 3 (RED) - Scenes involving more alien biology, more fetish based work, potential soft non-con Level 4 (BLACK) - Unusual fetishes and potentially offensive scenes with hard non-con being a possibility
BetaKrogoth · 143.9K Views

Princess, Don't Waver

*** Heads up: I write full-bodied chapters. If you’re here for quick 1k updates, this might not be your style—but if you like emotional depth, tension, and real progression, welcome aboard *** In a world ruled by the fierce Dragon Empire and Phoenix Clan, Hanara Enya Fintan-Solaris is born with a rare and dangerous dual aura—a gift that can both heal and destroy. After her mother’s murder and the extermination of her clan, Hanara hides in the mountains with her baby brother and their loyal phoenixes. But when Dragon knights find them and injure Worish—the male Phoenix—Hanara unleashes her devastating Fireborne Wrath in fury, forcing Yelenis to whisk her away into hiding. Years later, after rigorous training under a disciple of the Phoenix King Roan, Hanara masters her dual auras and solidifies the striking red and green of her eyes. Disguising her identity, she infiltrates the Dragon Empire by joining the Ice Prince Zilant’s knight camp, seeking to get closer to her brother, the Phoenix heir, and bring him home. But when Zilant begins to suspect her true identity, Hanara is forced to stall her mission. The closer she gets to the truth, the more she realizes: taking her brother away might expose them both to greater danger than staying hidden ever could. To protect him, she must stay hidden. Among dragons. And beside a prince who may one day become her greatest threat—or her only ally. What to expect: -slow-burn -enemies to lovers? -raw version
knightessDragontle · 7.1K Views

The Don's Desire

"Every damn thing in this life come with a price, Mia amata {My beloved}" he ran his fingertips on her cheek, his icy blue orbs peering into her own. "Your reasons why I'm being held captive here?" She inquired, her eyes holding nothing but fear in them. This wasn't the man she knew, this one is totally different - A Mafia "You left me at my worst, you ruined me. Now, it's my turn to do so, Mia amata" he said slowly, a cruel expression on his face. "I'm sorry…" a low whisper tore out of her lips but he let out a laughter, one which didn't seemed to reach his eyes. "It's too late… Too late, Mi amata" his voice rang back in her ears a million times and a tear slipped down her cheek. ••••••••• Adriana Regio never expected herself to fall into the hands of one of the most feared Mafia bosses in Italy - Don Riccardo Moretti. Mafia's were the top leading in wealth and everything. They were feared by all and peasants never wished to cross parts with them. That was Adrianna's case too. But, her case was entirely different in another way. She wasn't sold, bought or anything, but she was held captive to pay for a crime she committed years ago. A crime that haunted her every night, and even though she was held captive by the man she once loved, she couldn't bring herself to tell him a secret she harbored greatly in her heart. "He's our Daddy?" ~ Emeliano questioned. "Not exactly what I expected, he's not my spec" ~ Emelio retorted.
RoyalPraiz · 55.6K Views
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