Silky Kennel

Denial who was a special man who was killed in a war as he reincarnates as a new born child of a very wealthy family in USA in another world where he receives love and care from his parents Kennel and Aisha but a tragedy strucks as his father was killed by someone when he was 12 and now he will take over the company with the help of the technological System and he will searches for the killer as he will find something shocking. Can He find the mystery of his father’s death and take revenge? Who knows only time will tell.

Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

A girl named Rosie who was a veterinarian (animal doctor) and a beautiful girl with golden skin, big eyes and silky hair anyone could fell for her, she was in her last twenties. But one unexpected accident changed her whole life, that accident made her soul travel through past and landed in a body of a duke's daughter, whose name was Rajshri, she died accidentally while drowing in a river, but because of Rosie's soul Rajshri body come back to live. What is going to happen after Rosie entered Rajshri body? Will she be able to find her Mr. Right? Find all the answers in the novel. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Thank you.... Enjoy...

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

James death was very similar to the way his life had been, pathetic and quite forgettable. He had been an underachieving, procrastinating, overweight and undisciplined dissapointment of a human being. He had spent his life doing heroic amounts of nothing. So when the neighbors two neglected and desperate for freedom German Shepherds dug out of their kennel and found James they where once again robbed of any real predatory stimulation. James body unleashed a mighty dose of adrenaline, propelling his bulbous form for 6 entire strides of panicky jigglily escape before his heart finally rebelled against the injustice it had been subjected to for the past 27 years of sedentary gluttonous life, and stopped. It might be that some lingering negative karma from that poor mistreated heart followed James through death itself, in an attempt to make certain that no other heart would ever suffer as it had. Maybe that's why out of all the myriad forms of life in existence, James awoke after his ordeal to find himself in an incredibly alien and disorienting body. James awoke in great confusion, but for reasons he didnt yet understand, with the innate knowledge that he was now a jellyfish.

★ In the heart of a primeval forest, where the darkness cast a bone chilling glow, stood a girl of supernatural beauty and terrifying powers. Her silver hair cascaded down her shoulders like a silken waterfall, shimmering under the moonlight, crackling with raw energy. Her eyes, a piercing gold, burned with an infernal intensity, like the molten Sulphur of hell… ★★★★★ In a land where humans and supernatural beings coexist. Of the lands inhabited by humans stood one of the most powerful and greatest kingdom, Eldoria, ruled by its charming and wise king, king Aaron, the only human king with four wives, including; a vampire, a witch, a werewolf, and a human. Was it hard? Of course, it was challenging to keep his wives from ripping his and each other heads out. Raised with love and weapons, Brittany, the last child of King Aaron, half-siblings possess extraordinary abilities. However, she remains lacking in many ways. Despite her father’s unwavering love, she still endures constant bullying from her three sisters. She is kind-hearted, stubborn, shy, gentle, innocent and flawlessly beautiful. Her eyes, two enchanting amber-bluish hazel orbs and her long silky dark hair stood out of all king Aaron children’s striking appearance of raven black hair and all shades of green eyes. Only, it just happened that things stopped being weak for Brittany one fateful day as she began to undergo transformations, signalling the abeyant powers she never knew that were within her. Will this mark the beginning of a new chapter in her story? What role will this newfound strength play when darkness arises? ««« This book is splitted into two parts (or volume) including; Volume 1- Brittany's life and adventure with family. Volume 2- Married to the cold prince: a new journey begins. »»» This is a book I write in my spare time, so expect limited uploads. As always, the author is open to hearing your thoughts, so do not forget to vote and leave your sincere reviews. ♥ Midsummer07.

A girl with a pretty normal life, a job that barely pays, a house she can barely keep and a shitty boyfriend that does not know the difference between his girlfriend and his side chicks. She is pretty normal except for her unusual hair. Her hair has been her identity her whole life. It is long, straight and silky and not to mention the color. It is completely white with a fading silver streak. She is an unusual beauty with striking blue eyes. She is a silent girl that only talks when needed but don’t mistake that for weakness, her mouth is as sharp as that of a new razor if she is provoked. She is an orphan and even though she has nothing much, she is pretty much content with her life. Although she won’t mind a better boyfriend and a fat paycheck she is pretty much content with her life. So when a strange occurrence happens that leads her to being chased down by some beings she thought were only available in movies, she finds herself turning them into ice statues in real time. Her whole world is turned upside down from that occurrence as she starts to hear voices in her head and some strange flashes. thinking she could trust her boyfriend because even though he sleeps around, they love each other very much and he will do anything for her. She was betrayed by him and after a nasty breakup she seeks her ex-boyfriend's help in this chaos even though they left each other on a really bad note. Join Silvia and Xavier on their journey of discovery and the beautiful love that was once lost as they figure out what is going on with themselves.

A long time ago, a great prophecy appeared in the world. Evil will rise again! Yue Ling, a heavenly demon, was the biggest threat to the world at that time. Alarmed by the prophecy, the Heavenly Emperor ordered to kill Yue Ling at any cost. So again, heaven and the underworld fell into a fierce battle. Years later, the world basks in uneasy peace, Yue Ling's reign of terror a fading memory. But beneath the surface, secrets stir. Few know the truth: that the most revered god in heaven, the Son of the Sun and Lord of the Wind, Zi Feng, was once the heavenly demon, Yue Ling's lover. Tragically, Zi Feng is reborn not as his glorious god-self, but as Yu Lingyu, a bumbling disciple of the Tianmen Wen Sect. His past life haunts him like a nightmare, a painful echo of lost brothers, sacrificed love, and a world stained with blood of his loved. Will Yu Lingyu ever escape the shadow of his past? Can he forge a new life, oblivious to the whispers of his forgotten glory? Or will he be drawn back into the darkness, forced to confront the life what destroyed by him in past - Yue Ling! ...................................................................................... "Ah, the Mighty Wind Lord has become a crying child." Yue Ling's voice was as vicious as a snake and burst out with joy. "Ha ha, you lost your brothers, lost your soul, sacrificed everything for your victory, but why is it still like this? How ironic, dear Feng!" Zi Feng's face was flushed with hatred. Stumbling up, he directly grabbed Yue Ling's shoulders, sinking his eyes into his eternally dark eyes. "Yue Ling!" he shouted. "You have won, heaven is already bathed from the blood of my brothers. Please get out of here now," he cried in his heart-rending grief. The devil's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Victory is most beautiful with the vanquisher's fury. My wind Lord, where is your anger? Where is your vengeance?" Closing his eyes tightly, Zi Feng let the tears flow down his cheeks. "My anger is drowned in a deep ocean, Yue Ling. An ocean of sorrow and blood. So please leave. do not..........force me...........anymore." “Oh, my lord,” Yue Ling said, running his fingers to wipe away the tears on Zi Feng's cheeks. "If you're like this, it's no fun. How about we go to my palace together? And give a toast to your dead comrades. Oh, for your Li Jiu too." Yue Ling's right hand wrapped around Zi Feng's waist and pressed him against his body. His left hand was tugging at Zi Feng's silky hair. "But you know, making yourself the prize of my triumph isn't so bad." He whispered into Si Feng's ear. Suffering from both physical and mental pain, Zi Feng was unable to escape from Yue Ling's grasp. "Why? Why did you do that? Your revenge was to be taken from me. If you said so, I would gladly hand myself over to you. After all, I had to do it, because I was responsible. But why? Why did they all have to die? Why did Li Jiu have to die? Answer me!" "Shhh! My lord, killing you won't solve my problem. I want you to suffer all the pain in this world and watch everything you love slowly to dissolve into darkness……I want you to," Zi Feng's jaws held. Yue Ling lifted Feng's face up, forcing him to look into his eyes. "I want you to melt away, fall on your knees beside me and beg for all of this to stop. But I won't stop until all your loved ones are dead. Li Jiu is only the beginning……the sun, the moon will all be destroyed. Oh, and also your dear brother too.............Wei Yunhe!”

Gazing lifelessly down at the thin Japanese sword in her clenched hand, the fifteen-year old's dull brown eyes followed each drop of crimson liquid hang off the tip of the sword and land soundlessly on the ground. "Celestia." The voice of a familiar creature reached her human ears. Her gaze trailed up to meet her masters pair and this initiated his anger but she remained emotionless as he began to complain. "What the hell was that just now? I've been training you for the last ten years and I don't remember you fighting with the speed of a snail. I wouldn't have been surprised if these weak demons killed you." The straight black strands of Celestia's silky hair sway slightly under her hood as she stepped off the pile of dead bodies. The sharp weapon she summoned earlier transformed into light, allowing itself to be absorbed by the tattoo on the palm of her hand. The male glared as she disregarded his last words and spun on her heels, intending to leave the sickening scene. "How many times have I told you to not act like that towards me?" His form materialised in front of her, this allowing his long fingers to wrap around her neck. Celestia choked as her body was driven back and smacked against one of the trees in the vast forest. He released her once her face grew pale and watched smugly as she coughed and desperately inhaled as much as oxygen as she could. She bowed stiffly towards her master as soon as she managed to sort herself out. "I apologize, Zerro." His lips formed into a cruel grin and he unexpectedly planted a kick in her stomach causing Celestia to hit against the rough bark a second time. "You are just a weapon…nothing else." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ During a majority of her life, Celestia suffered through misfortune after misfortune, thanks to the demon, Zerro, who tricked her into creating a contract with him. When Han, a new student transfers to her school, he makes it his mission to help lift away her suffering. Will he succeed or will Zerro stop him from doing so?

Was there a rumor that the richest man in Beijing found his biological daughter in a kennel? "Don't trust in rumors. The house collapsed. I wasn't living in a kennel!" Ji Jing explained. Ji Jing grew up in a Taoist temple. After rescuing someone, she went viral on the internet. For that very reason, a rich man showed up and claimed to be her biological father. How could his daughter wear a Taoist robe? He had a luxury villa. Why was she staying in a kennel? Finally, through her rich father's persistent pleas, Ji Jing followed him home. Just as everyone expressed how envious they were of her and thought she'd be pampered in the family, the reality was far removed from that. Her brothers, who supposedly had blood ties with her, were all protective of the fake young lady. They were afraid Ji Jing might steal their affection toward the fake young lady. However, little did they know, Ji Jing didn't care about this at all She'd sneak out each night to offer her services including Fengshui, divination, rituals, charms, and exorcism. She left myths behind in various places. During the day, she had to tend to her flowers and carry out livestream broadcasts. On top of that, she was also a hardworking student. Every day was a busy day. Soon, Ji Jing saved up a large sum of money. She decided to leave without looking back so that their fake young lady could have them all to herself. Three days after Ji Jing left, her brothers all went crazy. They begged her for forgiveness. A handsome young man appeared out of nowhere and pulled Ji Jing behind him. "She belongs to me now. Don't come any closer." "Who are you?" Ji Jing's brother asked. "I'm her fiance!" The young man replied.

Chinese Title: 只想修炼化形的蛇蛇有什么错 Genre: Girls Love, Xanxia Author: 城玉 Raw Novel Link: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=4204753 Synopsis Ji Yuebai, a genius in the cultivation world seen only once in a thousand years, was seriously injured during an outdoor training session when she encountered a little green snake. She had always considered it her duty to eliminate demons and protect the Dao. Usually, she would dispatch these kinds of creatures with a single sword strike, but now, her severe injuries made it difficult to mobilize her spiritual energy. A slight misstep during her healing process could lead to demonic possession. Helpless, Ji Yuebai could only watch as the jade-green little snake swam towards her across the water and wrapped itself around her body. She made up her mind that as soon as her wounds healed a bit, she would cut this creature into a thousand pieces. However, the little green snake, unaware of the impending disaster, flicked its pink tongue unconsciously. It just so happened to touch Ji Yuebai's ears, as smooth and lustrous as pearls and jade, and suddenly found that the body beneath it started shaking uncontrollably. It's often said that snakes are naturally lustful, and demon snakes even more so. Ji Yuebai could no longer bear such a humiliation. What if she succumbed to demonic influences? She attempted to channel her spiritual energy into her sword, but at that moment, an icy sensation came from her wounds, providing temporary relief from the pain. She then saw the green snake's slender tail gently applying a sacred healing herb, which hadn’t touched water, to her wounds. ... Ji Yuebai, the junior master from Tian Yuan Sect, who was always at odds with the demonic path, caused quite a stir in the sect when she returned from her training with a snake demon in tow. Many people in the sect thought Ji Yuebai had lost her mind. Even more self-proclaimed warriors of justice, under the banner of demon-slaying and protecting the Dao, demanded the death of the little green snake, branding it a vile creature of evil. That is, until Ji Yuebai stood on the Life and Death stage, shaking the fresh red blood from her sword, and said coldly: "Is there anyone else who objects? Let them speak on the stage of life and death." From that moment on, no one in the sect dared to bring up this matter again. ... The little green snake followed Ji Yuebai in her daily cultivation. When Ji Yuebai got up, it did too; when Ji Yuebai rested, it would curl up into a ball in her arms and rest with her. The unrivaled swordmaster of Tian Yuan Sect, Ji Yuebai, finally had a companion. Many noticed that the Shishu, who used to have a stern face every day, now had much softer corners to her lips. Until one day, Ji Yuebai woke up to a gentle, silky touch. She looked down to see an exquisitely beautiful woman with green snake skin softly curled up in her arms, her wrist resting on her waist in an almost boneless manner, and her voice was utterly captivating: "Yuebai, I've transformed~" It was then that the always single-minded Ji Yuebai understood the true meaning of the term "demon."

in that brief encounter. He couldn't shake the image of her from his mind - her mesmerizing eyes, her silky voice, and the way her touch sent electric shocks through his body. It was as if a dormant part of him had been abruptly awakened, stirring emotions and desires he thought were long buried. Despite the haze of the drugs, he couldn't deny the intensity of the connection he had with this mysterious woman. It was inexplicable and utterly captivating. As the days passed, he found himself haunted by thoughts of her, replaying the fleeting moments they shared in his mind. He questioned whether it was merely the result of the drugs, amplifying his senses and distorting reality. But deep down, he knew there was something more to it. It was a rare and profound encounter that transcended the physical realm. Curiosity consumed him, and he embarked on a quest to uncover her identity. He retraced his steps, searching for any clues that could lead him to this woman who had ignited a dormant passion within him. He spoke to acquaintances, hoping someone would have a hint of information. Then, one fateful day, his determination paid off. His employees find the so-called strange woman. Armed with this newfound information, he delved deeper into his investigation, uncovering fragments of her life and piecing them together like a jigsaw puzzle. As he learned more about Rhida, he discovered she was a free-spirited actress, a D-list actress who lived on the edges of society. Her captivating presence and mysterious aura drew people to her like moths to a flame. And yet, she remained elusive, drifting through life with an air of secrecy. Finally, after weeks of searching, their paths crossed again. He found himself standing before Rhida, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. The moment their eyes locked, he felt an indescribable surge of familiarity. It was as though he had known her in another lifetime

Amber is a young girl that has lived 2 lives. The first one is tragic and haunts her in her second life that she wants to live to the fullest yet the darkness somehow always appear wanting to swallow her and take away her happiness... Again. Yet she is always shameless and never scared of danger or any consequences of her actions ~Excerpt~ ‘Ugh! I just want to skip! God, why do you hate me so much! Nothing good ever happens when I try to do what I want.’ Amber whined inside her heart flopping half of her body on the desk with her snow-white wrists sticking out at the front of the desk. Her long silky Midnight-black hair covered most of her body But slid down her stunning face accentuating her small, delicate frame making her look like she was a doll because she looked so still yet beautiful and Ethereal catching everyone's attention. Amber felt everyone’s gaze on her so she propped her pointed chin on her knuckles smiling at everyone who became in a daze when they saw the doll become even more enchanting. “What? Is everyone here so infatuated with how perfect I look that they can't tear their gaze away from me?” Amber said with a provocative look. Everyone who heard her only thought of one sentence ‘Narcissistic Demon Goddess is too Shameless’ they all felt like puking blood from her shameless words. This the first time I have thought of publishing I hope you guys like it.

People have always said I looked younger than I am. Some may take this as a complement, but to me, it's a curse. Despite being 26, I am often mistaken for a child, around 12 or 14. I would like to thank the graceful genes my parents have given to me! Now I am stuck with a short stature and a baby face for life. The fact that I need glasses doesn't help either. Though, my parents have also given me a second gift. They've managed to secure an arranged marriage to one of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen - Jaya. She is almost a goddess. Her tall figure complements her womanly curves - especially around her chest and waist. She takes great care of her silky smooth hair, which flows like the wind. Her dark, clean complexion gives off a mature vibe. An Indian queen. She may be a bit quiet personality wise, but is always caring and responsible. Whenever we have a child, she has the mother part down. Honestly I was a bit iffy on the marriage, but since both of my parents were on good terms, I decided to go with it. We had our traditional marriage, and moved into this nice suburban house I bought (with my money, all thanks to selling a startup I made). The first month was probably one of the best times of my life. We spent so much time together. She actually liked my humor, and would listen to the stories I had about looking younger than I am. We'd often do this during dinner eating her delicious meals. However, things have been really different ever since I met her friends. She and her friends have started treating me like a little kid, and they want me to call them Auntie (even though I'm older than them)! Not only that, she's also been letting a guy into our lives, a childhood friend of hers. He seems salty about our marriage, often puts me down due to our build difference, and tries to get my wife for himself.

Ha-rin was a normal Korean woman trying to live her life, but one day she walks in on her fiancée cheating on her with her best friend! She runs home and sobs her heart out, only to see her favorite web-novel updated. It was about a beautiful commoner girl who suddenly had the opportunity to be a noble when the cold duke fell in love with her! Ha-rin set her phone down, oh how she wished she could just have a fresh start like the female lead, but then, she wakes up in the body of a beautiful side character in the novel! Her long silky raven hair, fair skin, golden yellow eyes and beautiful complexion that could compete with the female leads is what she wakes up with. As the story unfolds she not only learns that the story was not what she thought, romance also stemmed! How will she be able to navigate through this world? Read now to find out!

She has lived her life for the past twenty three years still wondering why her family detested her. For as long as she could recall, she never did anything that would warrant any sort of hatred from them. Hatred from family made her to be a strong-willed woman, she hoped with so much patience with the believe that they would one day accept her as family but nothing ever changed. After being cheated and deceived by her boyfriend, Jesy decided to chase her dream of becoming an independent, strong and savvy woman. She joined the entertainment industry with the hopes of becoming one of the top actress and signed into the very top best company but she was suddenly married overnight. How? Only a phenomenal one night stand brought her to a roller coaster ride with the masked CEO. Getting married to him due to circumstances gave jesy the thought that her life would be peaceful and filled with rainbows. But that was only a wishful thinking because what she had never anticipated happened due to the unknown past of the masked CEO. °°°°°°°°°°° "Why do you always wear a black mask in public?" She asked out of mere curiosity, her hands were resting on the railings of the balcony as she looked at the stunning side profile of the man standing beside her. "The less you know is best for you, don't be greedy to know more than you already do." He turned and took a closer step towards her, almost pinning her lower back to the railings of the balcony, his hazel eyes assessed her fair face which had half of it covered with her dark silky hair that was dancing in different directions due to the wind. 'Greedy? Who's greedy? I just…….' But her thoughts were suddenly interrupted because she……..

Well-built, with silky brown hair and dark brown eyes. Everyone believes William is some kind of wealthy CEO, but in reality, he is just a simple butler who has such a ravishing young master. * After finishing college abroad, a wealthy man's 26-year-old son Kyrie Benjamin is finally brought home and encounters William Alexander, his family's private butler. Even though Kyrie has only recently met the man, he dislikes him right away. Kyrie can't help but think suspiciously of William since, despite what others have told him, he just doesn't fit the picture at all. As William advances on Kyrie, his prudence appears warranted. Advances that Kyrie can't respond normally to.

Fox spirits, húlijīng, kitsune, whatever you choose to call them, the nine-tailed fox spirits that live in the mountains were not meant to love. In fact, it was against the rules. These spirits were born from drops, the wind, and falling leaves to save and protect the mortal realm, how could they dream of doing anything more? It’s really not a bad deal anyway, to live comfortably and build spiritual power in exchange for ensuring mortals live in peace and prosperity. Foxes live in the rural communities of the whole world, sitting in shrines, churches, and courtrooms to hear the needs of humans. Assisting their armies, treating the sick and wounded, dancing, and playing music. And when they’ve completed a mission they get to return to their beautiful mountains, living in communities untouched by the greed and technology humans have brought into their world. Transcending mortal attachments like desire, gender, and sensuality had allowed them to remain in this sort of tranquility for centuries. Dressed in smooth-flowing silky fabrics, sleeping in warm houses with soft mattresses, and well-fed despite the lack of necessity to eat. And all they had to do was not make attachments of any kind. Truly, what more could they want?

"My sweetest little treasure, don't be naive, you are either damned or dead in here, so now be good and scream your loudest for me." Persephone [Psyche] Charming found herself sent away into a strange highschool for troubled teenagers after commiting a crime worthy of hell back home. Soon enough the Witch began to realize these troubled teenagers were more dangerous than the worst of criminals. Especially the Crescent brothers who were more monstrous than animals. °°° "No, whatever you're gonna say, no, not now, not ever. Also get out of my room you psychopath, you'll get blood all over my sheets…. Why is there blood all over you?" She could no longer control her urge and asked. He really looked like a mess. So much blood that Persephone felt it was his. His face had a tear, and his hair was just…. Well that hair was always looking messy. At her words that smirk died. Replaced with a lost look. "Hm, you're being nosy." He said, coolly. "....." Persephone deadpanned. "You broke into my ROOM." She couldn't help the incredulity that filled her voice as she said those words. The reddish eyelashes fluttered, and then slowly but surely the eyes were opened. It was worse than expected. His red eyes were bloodshot, hurt, so many emotions going in a long and horrible roller coaster.  Persephone always thought Caspian was a straightforward person. Everytime she met him, he would always say or do whatever came to his mind. He looked like he was mad at everything whenever he was around, because he couldn't be bothered to hide his emotions. This kind of open person, when they were hurt, it was too obvious for the world to see. Persephone's throat bobbed as she swallowed. She didn't know why she was aggrieved by the hurt in his eyes. Anytime they crossed parts one way or the other Caspian always threatened her. Seeing the cool smirk on his face all those times, Persephone hoped it would be knocked off his face, but literally seeing that arrogant look away from his face, Persephone's heart was pumping really fast. This time she couldn't control her brain from allowing her hand to reach out towards Caspian, her fingers sinking into the mop of hair for the first time. Despite the unsettlement she felt at his hurt, she couldn't help the wave of satisfaction and the tremors of shudders that traced up her spine as her fingers sank into his hair. It was so silky, as she imagined it would be, so soft, it would entice anyone to keep touching. She has fallen down the rabbit hole so it couldn't be helped as she combed her fingers through his hair softly, her skin enjoying the tickling and electric feeling of petting his hair. She stiffened when she heard his sigh. It was actually not a sigh…. If she heard it correctly it was a moan, a soft and gentle moan. Persephone felt something thick had obscured her throat from swallowing as she heard the sinfully soft moan. She peeked away from the hair to his face. His eyebrows dipped into a furrow but the curve and contort of his features couldn't be misunderstood….. This was a look of satisfaction. "What happened to you?" She sounded like she had choked out the words. The reply was a bit late but it came. "I shouldn't have come here." Seeing the way she was petting his hair, enjoying every minute of it, enjoying him enjoying every minute of it, she indeed concurred that he should not have come to her. But she said, "But you did." A hand descended on the back of her head. "Yeah, I did." [Mature Content] [Slow burn]

[COMPLETE] [MATURE CONTENT] [WEREWOLF X VAMPIRE] High-school student Theodor Turner, always too popular for his own good, starts a new life in snowy Alaska after losing both his parents. Then he meets Elizabeth King, a beautiful but cold teen who is about to uncover Theodor’s true identity and the reality of the world he lives in. Elizabeth is a pureblood vampire who dreams of changing her fate, and Theodor, who feels betrayed by the closest people around him, has to see how deep the rabbit hole takes him as he enters into a complicated relationship with his cold soulmate, and his werewolf betrothed. *** Images of Sophia shivering between my arms came into my vision. I squeezed my eyes shut. Glad no one around here could see that. I missed her. My eyes drifted left and right, the energy... that warm energy that swirled in my chest when I realized that I was about to see her was a familiar one now. It became familiar after the night we spent together. I took wider strides along the lawn to the side of the packhouse now, we were probably the last to arrive and I wasn't sure if it was intentional. I could detect their presence coming from the rear. Many, many Alphas. But I was eager to see one before I gathered up the information that they would be willing to share with me. I was a pureblood after all. No. This wasn't the correct way of thinking. I was a coveted monster. They wanted me on their side — All of them. I had to keep that in mind. Herbert was closely following me as I led the way inside the place I never walked through before. As soon as I came into their view, all eyes were on me. Great. The Alphas of the Northwest were standing around in a loose circle, I counted around twenty of them. Could there be this many packs in the Northwest alone? They were dressed in suits, mostly black. My navy one stood out. But my Rolex didn't. Someone else stood out as well. She was standing in the middle of the loose circle, her father had a protective arm around her waist. She was talking to my brother and the other guy whose wolf was silver. I needed to get his name and memorize it at one point. Her aura, a lot like my brother's, was a brilliant red now. But I could easily ignore that, just the way she was easily ignoring me. She could ignore me all she wanted, I wasn't done looking at her back in that dress. The dress was backless. There was only a… crisscross something I couldn't name that held the dress around her neck. She had her hair tied up instead of leaving it down to provide some coverage. The dress looked as if it would feel silky to the touch. I was planning on finding out soon. It was burning red too. And I thought pink was her favorite color… Was she planning on looking this provocative each time I saw her? Did I have to be that guy who talked about these things with his girlfriend? When all of the men around her started looking at me. Her neck hung down a bit, surrendering. That's right, now look at me too. She adjusted her posture, and amongst all the beating of the werewolves' hearts, I could swear I heard hers fluttering as she turned sinfully slow. She looked like a sin on two legs. *** Two bonds, no NTR. The cover is mine, artist's discord: callmeotooosan#2412 Daily updates. Chapters are between 1900-2300 words each. Please support this novel!

Suddenly, I felt an ice-cold hand touch my chin, gently pulling my face upwards. I was met with a pair of sparkling eyes that posed dark red irises. His eyes were both breathtaking and frightening. My eyes trailed over this man's tall figure, allowing me to notice skin as pale as the winter snow and silky long black hair. He stood out in a wine-red tailcoat that boasted gold trimmings, a visible white shirt with ruffles at the neck poking out underneath and black breeches that emphasized his long, muscular legs. This man was unlike anyone I had ever seen before. No noble I have come across had ever looked quite as astonishing or carried an aura as powerful as this man. I wanted to look away, but I simply could not break away from his hypnotic gaze. I felt uneasy but somehow safe. This story tells the tale of the early life of Phoenix Arrington, a woman born in the 19th century. She was born to a white father that fished, a black mother that worked as a maid and she had three older sisters. They were of peasant status and it did not help that there were barely any other half-breeds on the western side of the village. She and her family were seen as pariahs all because of their race but they did not let it get to them. However, one day at the market when a woman voices her opinions about her, Phoenix realizes how hurtful it could be. That is when she meets the interesting young Lord Bellamy. Phoenix will come to learn about who she truly is and her connection with the family of the Duke and Duchess of Arundel. Things will drastically change but will they be for better or worse?

It's already passed 10pm when she walk along the narrow street to go home from somewhere. While she's walking on the side walk, she suddenly passed on a strange nearby abandoned building near the rainforest not too far from where she is. She stopped from walking when she notice that there was something different on the sky, she didn't know if she was just hallucinating or she just saw a light from it. But in a moment of realization, there was really a light on the sky that opened which she can't bear to stare. It's so painful in the eyes and it's really glamorous. A moment later, the light was vanished and there was a faint cry. The cry bacame louder until she notice that it was a voice of a man. A man who obviously suffering from the most painful thing. She composed herself from what she just saw earlier as she started to walk slowly to the direction where she heard the cry. Her legs brought her at the back of the abandoned building when she heard a heavy breathing behind the big tree as her heart begin to pound. "Is anybody here?" She said as she walk closer to the big tree, when she felt something who passed through her. She didn't recognize if what was it because it was too fast. When she reach the big narra tree, she took a peek on it that made her heart pound more. There was nothing behind the big tree but a blood on the ground with a soaked silky black beautiful feathers.

This story… this story…. Belial is extremely powerful but just doesn’t know it yet, with his hued colored eyes and long brown silky hair and well built abs and torsos and dashing yet stubborn personality, you can say he’s the perfect man I’ve built for myself in my mind. Betrayed by his not so biological brother is stuck on Earth and is saved by a wolf named Layla. Layla is very pretty young 19 year old wolf, with grey colored eyes, also powerful and stubborn personality. Two stubborn lovers, this ought be interesting, how would a demon and a wolf being in love create a love so beautiful? And a story that’s interesting? Find out. All you have to do is start by reading Chapter one.

The princess of the Zenira Dynasty, love-blinded, fails to recognize the hidden beast within a person and falls in love with a werewolf. The person himself, being unaware, returns the same affection towards her and promises to support her in every decision she makes. Over time, he discovers the terrifying truth dwelling inside him about an untamed, ferocious beast. In order to protect her from himself, with a heavy heart he decides to sacrifice his love and stay away from her. Evelyn, heartbroken by the sudden change in his behaviour towards her, decides to look into the matter. Accepting his beast side, she found out that he wasn't a normal werewolf. A cursed werewolf who wasn't aware how many lives were taken by him and who was proclaimed to be the murderer of her father. Will she accept the beast who was the reason behind her loss? Or his truth will become a barrier to their love? Being entangled in her own dilemma, will she overlook the black clouds hovering over her empire? Or will acknowledge them at the right time and fight back against the darkness, protecting the imperials? ***** "You waited so long for me?" She asked, leaning away from the cuddle to face him. Her blue eyes gazed curiously at the earthy-hue eyes, seeking for answers.   The light from the full moon fell on her face enhancing the features, making the moon envious of her.  The man nodded, stroking a strand of her silky hair behind her ear.  "How did you know I will fall for you?" She asked in her soft voice. He chuckled at her innocence.  "Just one of those feelings," he replied.  A smile appeared on her face listening to his words and she let her fall into his brown eyes, again.  He leaned closer to her gorgeous face, gleaming under the moonlight and whispered, "Let the two swans mate beneath starry night, let the feelings overwhelm us in delight, let me make you mine forever…in this blue light." With that he pulled her closer to him and marked on her neck, making her as his forever. ~~~~~ The cover is not mine and the rights belong to its truthful owner. [Note: Distinct from the normal werewolf stories]

He pressed his tongue against her. He worked over her silky, sensitive skin, and as she got closer to climaxing he heard her breath increase and her pelvis rocked rhythmically. “There was something else I wanted to try,” Fiona muttered, looking up at Cade’s eyes. “Are you up for it?” “I’ll do anything you want,” he told her, planting a kiss on her lips. — Cade Knight came to the Big Apple for one reason: To find a cure for the dark moon curse that afflicted his family for generations. But, when he arrives, he crosses paths with an irresistible bar owner, Fiona, whose pack is responsible for placing the curse on Cade's family. Despite his father’s warning to fall in love, Cade succumbs to this bewitching woman, even knowing it could kill him. Can Cade’s curse be broken or will their love end in tragedy? — “I trust you, Fiona,” Cade confessed. Fiona replied solemnly, “Maybe you shouldn't." The Witch’s Curse is written by Robin Willis, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Whenever she closes her eyes, she can feel him. His amber eyes glaring back at her brown chocolate eyes, his fingers crawling on her skin making her shiver. She loved how he made her feel, she yearned for more and more but whenever she opened her eyes, she panted like she has been running a marathon, sweating profusely. Her silky nightie soaked not only with sweat but her wetness, her pantie more damper than ever. One unexpected day, she saw 'his amber eyes glaring back at her brown chocolate eyes' but not in her dreams, in broad daylight. Not only his eyes were visible but the whole of him. Time stopped. But... she saw something else in his amber eyes, an evil glint and the powerful scent that engulfed him made her skin crawl with fear making her remember the bitter past she had.

He hated working with women. She turned herself gay so she can keep her job. They wound up finding themselves in a hilarious misunderstanding, preventing them from telling their true heart’s yearning. **** “I don’t like women directly reporting to me!” He yelled at her after learning he would be working with a mere woman. Xia Yanmei replied, “I understand how you don’t like women and I support you wholeheartedly.” “Are you a lunatic? I just said I detest women!” Anton Yeong repeated himself, already agitated. His brows were drawn together while his eyes were like a laser, ready to pierce a hole through her body. “Oh, you were referring to me? I’m sorry. Sometimes, I forget. I am actually a woman… The truth is, I am a man trapped in a woman’s body!” That was all she could think of to secure his trust. In order to keep her job and remain away from her father’s pestering, she tricked the cold and powerful Anton Yeong in more ways than one. It was from that moment that he was willing to give her a chance, and it was because she turned herself into gay that she kept living a lie... only to regret it after falling for his unorthodox approach. ***** “Can you pretend to be my girlfriend?“ Said the icy man wearing her silk robe. The man before her was none other than Anton Yeong, the CEO of JKW Investments and Yeong Guns and Ammos Corporation. Belonging to one of the wealthiest families in Korea, many women wished to be wed to this indifferent man, but he chose to make her his fake lover. ***** Yanmei knew her lover was angry with her. She came out of the bathroom, revealing her sexiness. She brushed her hair with her fingers before biting her lip and placing both her hands on her waist. "Are - you - still - angry with me?" Like a lingerie model, Yanmei raised one of her legs while looking seductively at Anton. She bit her lip again and asked, "Are you still... angry with me?" Yanmei traced her legs with both her hands, slowly gliding them from her thighs, up to her silky smooth behind. Her hands resumed to soar up her waist and then cupping her breasts from under the thin layer of a torn shirt. Letting out a seductive sigh, she asked, "Could you really dare to be angry with me?" ***** Join me as I tell this romantic comedy through this book and hope that you will love it the same way as my first novel. ***** WARNING: This novel contains content of a very adult nature. If you are easily offended or are under the age of 18, you may opt to skip this. I have two covers, one is a bought licensed picture. The other is a photo by Sergio Souza of Unsplash. If you prefer a novel that is naughty with both action and lots of love (smuts included), you may go for The President's Lover is a Fighter. The story has already ended, so you won't end up in a cliffhanger. Join me on my server: https://discord.gg/mGDZ6aH IG: https://www.instagram.com/authorlilhyz/ FB: https://www.facebook.com/LiLhyzwithlove

After years of being tortured and imprisoned by hunters, Lyra was finally freed. But out of the pan and into the fire. She had a terrifying history in her new pack, but luckily no one seemed to recognize her… yet. In order to stay alive she needs to look ordinary, act meek and be disregarded. She must remain unseen. Especially from the one who wanted her dead. The man who was now the Alpha of Gibbous Peak pack. Yet, can this kind of freedom really be called living? How long can she hope to stay alive, right under her antagonist’s nose? Will she lose her composure, yielding to her instincts? Or worse, she might willingly expose herself to her forbidden, fated mate. ***** Alpha Cedric was leaning languidly in his chair, eating slowly. He was absentmindedly scanning the room then returning to his plate without bothering with those around him. Fortunately, there was no aura of displeasure to put off the mood. It was unclear if he was bored or relaxed. Perhaps he was simply tired from the work and journey he returned from. A voluptuous woman approached him, deliberately leaning in to expose the deep cleavage of her violet camisole. The Alpha’s lack of expression didn’t discourage her as she smiled and tucked a few silky black curls behind her ear. Her fingers grazed his shoulder and bicep. Thick red lips were smoothly forming drowned out words. Her face flushed a pink when the Alpha looked her way and she continued to bat her eyes in a blatantly flirtatious manner. Her spine was slithering like a dancing snake, optimally displaying her curves. Her act was increasing in boldness with her fingers tracing over his collar and to the edge of his hair. Alpha Cedric remained unmoving, which was the same as granting permission. She was not the first, the last, nor the boldest to approach the desirable man. Few were foolish enough to aim for his mate, but who wouldn’t want a passionate romp with the powerful, young Alpha? Pleased, she flashed a smile before sensually biting her lower lip. Lyra swallowed her dry tongue. A dull ache in her chest was squeezing her lungs. She had the sudden urge to throw that temptress out through the window then scold the Alpha for his complacency. A well-timed, friendly ruckus from a nearby table reeled her from her rude staring and ridiculous daydream. She quickly suppressed the vibration that was humming in her chest before it erupted as a growl. You’ll get caught! Her wolf echoed in her mind. Keep your eyes down. Lyra rolled her eyes. Loba was enraptured with the view, just as much as she was. But there was no need to call her out on it. They were, after all, the same person. In any case, she was making a vital point. More than proximity, her blatantly doltish behavior was how she would lose her neck. ***** This is the new version. If you recognize some parts from the original, please don't skip, there's more details and content!

Sato Tokazaki is a japanese Secret Service agent who was sent to prison as part of an undercover mission to dismantle an arms trade organization. His stay should’ve been standard if not for one thing... His butt was incredibly beautiful. Its almost perfectly round curvature and smooth silky appearance mesmerizes anyone who sees it, even his prison mates. And thus the once divided prisoners unite for a single cause, they must obtain that butt, at any cost. But they would soon come to learn, obtaining a secret service elite’s butt won’t be an easy task.