Neji Gentle Fist

Title: Time's Fist: strength is all that matters Synopsis: In a world where fate can be rewritten through sheer willpower, one man is given the chance to correct a tragic past. When an enigmatic force grants him a mysterious, all-powerful boxing system, he finds himself back in the gymnasium of his middle school, a place brimming with both nostalgia and unfinished business. The scent of sweat and old wood fills the air, but time is not on his side. His mission? To stop the man who would become his greatest enemy: Jack. Once a friend and ally, Jack is destined to rise as a ruthless criminal mastermind, leading a violent Gang that will ultimately end in the brutal death of the protagonist. But this time, he has the upper hand. Armed with the ability to harness the strength of legendary boxers and the mastery of techniques passed down through time, he must fight not only against Jack’s growing power but also his own doubts about whether he can truly change the course of history. Each punch he throws, each fight he wins, brings him closer to the moment where his enemy’s fate could be sealed—but at what cost? As he steps into the ring of his past, every battle is more than a fight for survival; it's a war for his future and his identity. Will he be able to rewrite history and save the life that was taken from him, or will he become a pawn in the hands of destiny? In Time's Fist, the past is a battleground, and every strike could change everything. But there more to the story a great twist read to find out

In the world of werewolves, fate decides soulmates. For Aiden, a gentle-hearted omega , his life is forever changed when he meets his alpha, Kaiden , the pack's ruthless leader. Aiden, a talented artist, has always felt an inexplicable void. Kaiden , haunted by his past, rules the pack with an iron fist. Their paths collide when Kaiden claims Aiden as his soul bound mate, sparking a passionate and tumultuous bond. As they navigate their forbidden love, ancient pack laws and treacherous rival packs threaten to tear them apart. Kaiden must confront his demons and learn to trust, while Aiden must embrace his true nature and the power of their soul-bound connection. Will their love prevail, or will the secrets and dangers surrounding them destroy their chance at happiness?

When Ding Fan opened his eyes again, everything before him had changed. A Cultivator reborn on Earth, he found himself in the despised body of a disgraced heir. Fists striking all who defied him, feet trampling over various second generations, he roamed the city with an air of unrivaled dominance. Saving damsels and fighting injustices, a forceful life needs no explanation.

The female lead tormented scum without rest, and the male lead showered her with endless affection. Returning to the turning point of fate, she was determined to strike the supreme with her fists and kick the trash underfoot. Those who had once wronged her, deceived her, and taken advantage of her, brace yourselves for trembling! Watch him and her: not wasting their prime years, hand in hand, they compose a grand wedding!

At twenty, she had a child in secret. At twenty-two, she was discreetly married into a wealthy family. Qin Mu lost her mother at the age of seven and was sent abroad by her unscrupulous father when she was only eight. Little did she expect her future to be so bright, she decided to climb up on Mu General's shoulders with great strides. Mu Yichen went from being Rongcheng's top heartthrob to its youngest tycoon—arrogant and wise, unfathomable, yet he somehow fell into the hands of a little lass. —— About marriage. "Mu Yichen, we are just—friends!" "That can't be the reason you reject me!" Qin Mu was scared stiff, as Mu General rudely carried her off to the marriage registration office, to sign, to stamp, to get the certificate! —— Hidden marriage for too long. "If you say our daughter is adopted from the orphanage, I won't argue with you, but when will you make me public?" In broad daylight, Mu General pinned Mrs. Mu against the corner wall, threatening her with a devilish charm. "Depends on your performance!" Mrs. Mu smirked, and the next moment, she counterattacked Mu General. "Quick, cover your eyes!" Mu Baby, who had been ignored on the side, immediately covered her eyes.

"Hubby, I don't want anymore, I feel terrible..." "Baby, be good, finish up this medicine." The handsome man embraces the woman in his arms, coaxing her tenderly as he feeds her the medicine. Joanna Lawrence stumbles upon Ashton Heath, the most esteemed scion in all of Closia City, and ends up sleeping with him for the night. After he offers her benefits in exchange for their marriage, the newly appointed Mrs Heath suddenly has the power to have everything she ever wished for. "Hubby, I slapped the Movie Queen Faye today, was I too much?" "Baby, does your hand hurt? Let me rub it for you." "Hubby, I maxed out your credit card, are you angry?" "Baby, are you happy with your purchase? Let me know when you need more." "Hubby, I'm tired today, I don't want to move..."

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

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.

renacido en el clan Hyuga como hermano menor de neji, el busca alcanzar grandes alturas y proteger a los que le importan y hará todo lo que esté en sus manos para lograrlo incluso a costa de su cuerpo

Trouble He was a white dove, she was a black Swan. He was gentle... She was wild... He hardly smiled... She always had a mischievous smirk. He was royalty... She was an insane billionaire! He made rules... She broke rules... He's water...cold as ice... She's raging ...erupting like volcano... They graced each other... Hate at first... but now they can't let go and she's hell bent on keeping and possessing him. This is a story of women who are trouble but are shields and weapons to protect the men they love.

A soldier from the coalition finds her camp under attack by imperial troops. While escaping, she falls into a river that takes her to an unknown place, and, as if that weren't enough, she is now a baby in a strange and unfamiliar tribe. What’s going on? . . . This is my first time writing and I am very open to critics, just be gentle. Also, English is not my first language so keep it in mind

A young man wakes up after almost losing his life in a strange situation. Where he gains memories of another world different from his own, where conflicts spread everywhere, and the one with the strongest fist is the one who decides everything. How will he behave after obtaining the memories, and how will he take advantage of his ability and do what he must do in his world. I will apologize to you in advance for the many linguistic errors that you will find in the novel because I used google tradiction , and I have not reviewed it yet Tell me in the comments if you want me to continue publishing in this state or to stop and publish chapters only after reviewing and improving them

Rei, a being who wielded the contradictory forces of order and chaos, had lived a solitary existence, Through countless betrayal and deceit by the ones he holds dear, he closed himself off from any form of emotions relying solely on his wits and cunning to survive.

Completely naked his body pressing in hers. He slowly backed up and soaped up his hands. He turned her around and started with her shoulders he pulled her close she could feel the hard length of his hard length pressing up against her backside it gave her body goosebumps, shivering from its coldness. He steps back and washes her back and then her butt. While washing her butt he's groping it and smack it some making her wince. With each smack she whines a bit. He turned her to face him and then began to wash the front of her. First taking her arms and rubbing them and then moving his hands over and around her neck he goes for her breast. One in each hand he washes them squeezing and shaking them. Gripping them. Violet moans with pleasure. "You like that?" Gabriel said slickly "you like when I touch your breast and flick your nipples?" Violet moans quietly arching her back in response as he pinched her nipples. He moves from her breasts to her stomach and then below. He slides his hand between her legs and pulls her in. She gasps and holds on to him for support as he runs his fingers between her lips and clit. She's trembling from his touch. As he moves his finger around the outside of her. "Time to rinse off" he whispers to her. He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half of her body to his and washes the soap off her backside. She throws her head back. And begins to let out a scream, but he covers her mouth with his hands and says "shhhhh be quiet now." He spins her around so her back side is pressed against his c*ck. Feeling it's cold contact she throws her head back again gasping. Her then washes the front of her off pressing hard against her he gropes her breast squeezing them tight and pinching her nipples. She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have what ever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to f*ck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." The book starts off without a lot of detail for the characters, but as the story progresses you you’ll notice each character develop and get to know them. Maybe even fall in love. Please enjoy!

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,

Clay Frost, a career firefighter is having a terrible no good day, or year, or life. He finally hits his breaking point one day when he comes home and his wife has left to be with another. Drunk and ready to end it all. Staring into the abyss ready to leap. Clay wakes suddenly finding himself laying in a ditch in what looks like a medieval town. First time writing ever, be gentle, this is for fun.

"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.

A young man ventures into the city alone, works in a company full of beautiful women, struggles and writes a legend of entrepreneurship. Well, a story about a man with no money and power "bullies" a group of young, beautiful, charming, gentle, skilled, dignified, beautiful and kind women...

The story of a men accompanied by the last survivors of human kind, fighting battles until their last breaths. As time passes, only he remains able to keep swinging his sword. Why keep fighting, if there is nothing more to protect? Why keep struggling, if there is no more hope? But he still chose to swing his fists and slash with his sword, and at the very end...

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the vast expanse of the Aethereia Wastes. Zhilakoa stood at the edge of the sacred forest, her feet bare and her toes curled over the edge of the cliff. The wind whispers secrets in her ear, carrying the ancient wisdom of Eywa on its gentle breeze. She closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of blooming razorflowers and the distant hint of smoke from the Kraelion Empire's encroaching forces. "Zhilakoa, daughter of Jaya, the time of great change is upon us," the wind whispered. "Will you answer the call, or will you falter?"

Lin Yuan crossed into the Iron Fist Regiment of the Special Forces world and was appointed as the commander of the weakest reserve unit in the regiment. At this time, his system awakened, requiring him to raise the company's combat strength to number one in the regiment within three months! Relying on the Instructor System, Lin Yuan put the soldiers of the reserve unit through a devilish training program! Other units: Are these really the pig-raising soldiers of our regiment? Regimental Commander: Oh my God! Is this a reserve unit or a special combat unit? Wolf Teeth: Once they step out, I guess we Wolf Teeth Special Forces soldiers can just go home and raise pigs!

Chen Fei looked at the bewildering number of people in front of him who desperately practiced boxing to become a master, sighing. "Compete? I don't think so. My motto is never to stand when you can sit." So the panel answered his call. "Extreme Mountain Fist Technique simplification in progress... simplification successful... Extreme Mountain Breathing Technique" "Extreme Mountain Breathing Method simplification in progress... simplification successful... Breathing" Chen Fei took a deep breath. "Extreme Mountain Breathing Method experience +1." "...So I can cultivate by breathing alone?"

Daniel, a Korean youth constantly bullied at school and abused at home, obtains a game-like system called "Genesis" that gives him quests and rewards to improve his abilities. After a final beating at the hands of Jae-Hwan and his gang, the system activates. Upon completing his first quest by running 5 kilometers, Daniel discovers "Iron Fist Gym" and meets Mr. Han, a tough old trainer who agrees to train him. Daniel's journey of revenge and self-transformation has just begun.

Awakening in a new world, where demons lurk in the darkness, bringing chaos to the land and running rampant. Facing demons with tragic pasts yet cruel natures, he—gentle by nature—smiles warmly and says, “Stand still, now. I promise, big brother won’t let it hurt.”

A child from the lowest class of society, a simple G-class boy, will impose himself with his fists in a cruel world. He will advance from the sewers and sewers to the top and fame, from class to class, only with his perseverance, his rage, and his ability to survive. But getting out of the gutter is not easy, nor will the elites allow him to advance easily. Will his fists be able to impose himself on his cruel destiny?

Fists meets Fist. Claw meets Claw. Fangs meet Fangs. Talons meets Talons. Blood meets Blood. Loyalty meets Strength. Strength meets Battle. Battle meets End. End meets Immortalization. That is the creed of the species known as the Shapers. A warmonger like race that don't care about anything other than combat and swearing loyalty to those who are stronger than them. They roam the lands, turning them into nothing more than a war zone filled with blood and guts. For that is all they live for, just battle and absolute loyalty to the strong. That is how they live and will always live. Even if one of them had the mind and perspective of a different species. For in the end, they too will become a member of the Shapers race and join their endless battle to their grand finale. Forever immortalized and forever respected.

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

Cirus Do's motto in life was always "Just do it!" So when he accidentally swallowed a catnip for calamities–world destructing beasts from [The Great End] he closed his eyes and clenched his fists, as he screamed from the top of his lungs. "I don't want to do it!!!" Spoiler: It wasn't a multiple-choice question.

"The power to bend the earth at will, the power to create fire at the sheer desire of it, the power to manipulate electricity at ease... why do we have such powers?" "And are we humans really worthy of th-" A fist suddenly hit the wondering boy straight on the face. "Shut up, you fucking Defect! You say that only because you don't have any Uniqueness!" "Toshida... well, It's not true... you se-" Another fist shut him up completely again. "Don't you even dare to talk back to me, you fucking Defect! Hey, guys! Let's give him a proper lesson he won't ever forget!" "Yeah, let's do it!" "You fucking Defect! We'll beat you to a bulb of flesh!" "Yeah!!" And so, more than four guys joined into beating up the poor guy. 'Sigh... why couldn't I just be born with a Uniqueness like everyone else?'

In a harsh, medieval world, where the strongest fist was law, Draven fights for survival among the depraved. The brutal test called life, sharpening his power and wit. Without a backer, Draven is willing to take any opportunity to gain power, becoming ruthless and uncaring at a young age. As secrets of his ancestors manifest, Draven must rise above his peers and grasp onto those he loves, or he risks losing it all. Will Draven successfully carve out a place in this world for him and his people, or will he be doomed to forever rot in the gutters.