Bottle Bfdi

I see dead people. But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special. For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos. Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living. Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit. My gift is granting wishes. I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price. I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness. But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client. I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything. After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice. My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it. My name is Hattie, welcome to my world. Would you like a cup of tea?

This is the journey of  Seo Juwon, a young prodigious archaeologist  who later came to be known as the Nine Dragons Heavenly Demon Emperor. Seo Juwon, an archaeologist, has spent his life unearthing the past—until the past starts chasing him. An invitation to a secretive conference on Zhang Sanfeng’s lost legacy pulls him to Wuhan, where rumors speak of an ancient manuscript hidden deep within the Daba mountains, holding secrets that could reshape the foundations of martial arts. But before his journey even begins, a fateful encounter with a cryptic vendor leaves him with an unsettling choice and an unmarked pill bottle—one he cannot bring himself to discard. As he steps toward the unknown, shadowy forces stir, and the line between myth and reality begins to blur. What hidden truths await beyond the mountains? And will Juwon remain an observer of history—or become a part of it? Welcome to the story of a broken world, where not a single person is sent into a fantasy world rather the world itself becomes a massive out of control fantasia!!

When there were strange signs in the sky, there must be demons lurking. Li Mo, who had studied antiques since he was young, had a strange change in his eyes after being struck by lightning. With a pair of divine eyes, he gained the ability to see through things and sense objects. He bought a gourd bottle for 500 yuan at a flea market and sold it for 230,000 yuan. A painting he casually bought turned out to be a genuine work by Xu Beihong, worth thirty to forty million yuan. The black double-eared bottle that came with the purchase of a set of gold jewelry turned out to be a genuine possession of the Ming imperial family. Ancient bronze ware, exquisitely crafted porcelain, calligraphy and painting with bold and vigorous strokes, and thrilling gambling stones came one after another. From then on, Li Mo's life underwent a revolutionary change. "I have divine eyes, and there are no treasures in the world that can escape my sight."

Warren arrived at the hotel, his heart racing as he got to the roof. Panic seized him when he didn’t immediately see Anastasia. As he moved closer to the ledge, he finally spotted her—lying dangerously close to the edge, her body slack and seemingly on the brink of slipping into unconsciousness. The sight of the empty bottle of pills and whiskey shattered something inside him. “Oh, Ana,” he whispered, his voice thick with anguish as he approached her. But then, in a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity, he saw her body begin to roll off the edge. The horror that gripped him turned his blood to ice. Without a second thought, Warren launched himself over the ledge after her, diving headfirst through the night air. The wind roared in his ears, but he moved with the precision of a bullet, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. When he finally caught her, relief surged through him. Cradling her tightly in his arms, he expanded his angelic wings, the pure white feathers cutting through the darkness as he propelled them upward, away from prying eyes. Outline: After the loss of her mother and the abuse she receives from her stepfamily, Anastasia finds herself living in a world where grief and betrayal are commonplace. She turns to her childhood best friend and first love, Bastian, for consolation. But after a tragic accident leaves him in a coma Anastasia's world crumbles when Bastian is in a car accident. Warren, a mysterious angel, enters her life just when it seems hope is lost. Because he is harboring secrets that may change everything, his presence is both comforting and unsettling. Her life will never be the same.

"There was lots of moonshine, of both visible and liquid kind. Some casual blindness, a bit for facts and a bit for logic. Naturally there was a pyramid as well, as all good stories need one at minimum. Schemes were what started it all. Once upon a time, as if it was a fairy tale." Mani mused between hiccups, but then got interrupted by Yax flipping their table "It's not a fairy tale! I did not sign up for no friggin fantasy! It's a proper science fiction! Sci-fi! With technology and stuff.." Cid pulled him down by his shoulder "Sit down! Look what mess you made.." and then started cleaning it up without a second thought. Ivory giggled while trying to snatch another bottle from Jone who pushed him back while seriously stating "All technology at certain point starts resembling magic to those who do not understand it." "Hear, hear" Blaze confirmed from his spot on the floor with one hand waving up and showing a peace sign for some reason. Next to him, twins were out and snoring already. Mani pursed his lips and looked up into the sky. There was no moon, just gazillions of stars twinkling in a chorus of light. He will stick to it being magic. It's not like what he thinks can change anything. He hiccuped again. Yax settled down and got another bottle of whatever was brewed in this batch. He had to admit some parts were rather mystical. Like this holy potion. Or Mani. Mani was most definitely something magical. But he is not going to say it. And no one can know what he thinks to himself. He grinned, satisfied by himself and his skill to keep secrets. Next to him, Cid rolled his eyes, there goes Yax, spilling the beans to whoever wants to listen his 'secret thoughts'. Not like anyone was sober enough to pay attention. "Time to end this party." He said while standing up and dragging Yax towards the tent he shared with Ivory. "Tomorrow is another day where we have to rise up and do our best to save the world." Even he did not believe it any more. The jungle was endless, beasts were fierce, and gods above were laughing louder and louder from that abyss they call home.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

"Where did he go?" I murmured, realizing I was alone. My heart sank as I scanned the room for any sign of him. But It was just me, an empty wine bottle on the floor, and memories of the night before. I pushed myself up, feeling the dull ache in my body. The alcohol still lingered in my system, and I had no idea how many times we had... well, how many times we had done it. But despite everything, I couldn't deny I had enjoyed it. "You're such an idiot Kim!" I scolded myself, running a hand through my messy hair. "You didn't even ask for his name." I sighed, embarrassed at my recklessness. How could I let myself go low with a stranger like that? I glanced down, realizing I was completely naked. "Oh my gosh!" I yelped, grabbing my dress off the floor and quickly slipping it on... ★★ Humiliated and betrayed, Kimberly Fray's life as a powerful Alpha's daughter of the Moon Stone Pack crumbles when Alpha Derrick of the Night Walkers Pack rejects her. But as she uncovers her true identity, Kimberly finds herself caught between two ruthless Alphas who desire her. Torn between Alpha Derrick, who begins to see her worth too late, and the Alpha King, Kimberly's strength and courage are tested like never before. In a world where love, revenge, and power collide, Kimberly must decide who she truly is, and who she's meant to be with between the two Alphas chosen by the Moon Goddess!

Arjuna’s life in his run-down village shack is as uneventful as it gets—until a late-night scroll through his phone changes everything. When an overpriced bottle of "holy water" catches his eye on a livestream, he reluctantly buys it out of sheer annoyance. But instead of protecting his village as promised, the holy water blows up in his face—literally—and summons a grouchy pocong spirit named Poci.

Bottled emotions don’t vanish—they take form. They fester, twist, and break free as Demon Beasts. Nathan, Sindy, and Andrew awaken in The Mind World, where every buried fear and suppressed hatred from The Over World manifests into abominations. The only way out? Join the Assassins Agency and fight the rising plague—or die watching their home world crumble into ashes by those who despise it. 'Life has four basic needs; water, shelter, food, and BLOOD!' 'Killing is a survival trait.' 'A three-year-old would slit your throat without hesitation.' PROPHECY An ocean of the god’s wrathful wine. One life for many. A savior none desireth, yet all hath need of. PS: Artwork is done by my wonderful Art Designer, Myla! She gives reasonable prices and can do outstanding work! Visit her Instagram page: https://www.instagram.com/eldermyla?igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

Adam's life has been a huge disappointment. Growing up, he was a shy kid with no confidence; he had no ambition; he had no plans for the future. He didn't realize the time flowing by until one day he hit rock bottom. His wealth was taken away from him. He had nothing. Now he lives in a single-room apartment, he is making barely any money; he has no friends, no family, and no lover. He is all alone living a pathetic, miserable life. He is so pathetic that he died in his own apartment, slipping on a beer bottle. But fate has other plans for him. He didn't die but ended up back in the past with an upgraded body. Now, with another chance in life, he is determined to strive for greatness. ____________________ A/N - This is a smut-focused story. Expect a lot of sexual scenes.

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

"the mansion is heavily guarded you won’t succeed ” Primo told me as we lay on the bed together. Little Jay is on the cot sleeping and dreaming of his own wonderland. I ignored what Primo just said and went to the drawer for my mask and a small relaxer container. Dropping the mask on the bed I opened the relaxer container which contains a white substance. “ Well Primo you may have taught me how to be heartless because you are my cousin but there’s something I know more better than you ” “ and that is? ” he ask very curious to know what is inside the container. “ how and ways to kill ” I replied and I covered the container sitting down on the bed again. “ Bolanle but you’ve never killed before ” he said with a sigh but I just smile as I wear my boots and grab my mask again. “ hey you should have seen Favour’s face when I stabbed her neck with that bottle I mean it was so lovely ” I said with a cute smile before turning to see his expression which I loved actually. “ are we keeping secrets now? ” he managed to say getting out of his shock. “ you never asked ” I replied fixing my mask perfectly and I hear him just chuckle behind me just proud of his little sister. “ if I may ask what is inside that container? ” finally he did “ well a special type of weapon I got from a friend ” I answered pulling my makeup box. I did the make up perfectly and I brush the wig and glue it to it’s place I turned and cousin can’t seem to recognize me. “ Bolanle I think you should be careful.. you know the.. ” “ I know Primo but not even my mother will recognize me tonight and nothing can stop me ” I opened the container again and rub the substance on my thumb really well. I must get my revenge tonight or never. “ but don’t you think you should take it easy you know the….” before he could complete his statement I’m already out like a flash. * 3hours later * The room is dark except for the light that flickers on and off, the body on the floor stirs as it struggle with the rope and here I come in my real appearance like the devil ? itself. A long flowing gown looks so elegant on me with my long fixed weave that reach my back. He struggles a little more and I remove the gag “ who are you? And why are you doing this to me? ” he cried and that makes me laugh I cut the rope and he just lay like that unable to move again. “ don’t worry you are paralyzed from the waist down you won’t be able to move for some moments ” I said lighting a cigarette. “ Bolanle? ” he said with fear in his voice finally recognizing the devil in front of him smiling and using a knife to draw out some pattern on his face without cutting him. “ don’t worry Kanmi I just wanna play you know the kind of game you’ve been playing ever since we got married ” I said stopping the knife on his neck and cutting him slightly. I lick the blood and from the corner of my eye I can see the horror on his face. “ come to think of it Kanmi today is our tenth wedding anniversary won’t we celebrate? ” I said cutting deeper. To be continued….

Damien Crowell was just a regular high school student who took a regular tunnel on his way to school—until one day, that tunnel spit him out into a completely different world. Instead of his usual path, he finds himself in a dark forest that stretches on for days, running on nothing but sheer stubbornness and a tiny water bottle. Just when he thinks he's going to die, he stumbles upon a castle straight out of a fairy tale (or a theme park) and promptly passes out. When he wakes up, he's in a prison cell, surrounded by confusingly handsome men who speak gibberish—until a beautiful, horned beastman with perfect hair and a translator necklace finally lets him understand. Now, trapped in a fantasy world where every guy looks like they stepped out of a modeling agency, Damien’s biggest challenge isn’t just survival—it’s trying to figure out why *he* always looks like a mess in comparison. Can he make it back home, or will he end up staying just to admire all the beautiful faces? Join Damien as he navigates a strange new world, awkward introductions, and a whole lot of unexpected feels in this hilarious, fantasy adventure! Check my Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Aoki_Kun520 Join my Patreon: patreon.com/Aoki_Kun520 Join my LINE Group: https://line.me/R/ti/g/r8NgVY8w5F

[Mature Content.] “Afraid? Oh, dear, I can burn the world and no one will blame me as long as I have my husband’s money in my pocket.” — Irene Russell’s hard work for years was turned into junk when her boyfriend stole her work and gave it to her wicked step-sister. The public immediately recognizes her step-sister as a genius, while Irene must bear huge losses. Her boyfriend dumped her and declared he had been cheating on Irene’s step-sister since the beginning. After drowning herself in bottles of red wine, a piece of cake suddenly fell from heaven. Her boyfriend’s boss suddenly asked her to marry him to clean his name from a nasty scandal. Desperate to earn money, Irene accepted his offer. However, after she read their marriage contract, she realized every point in the contract was intended to spoil her to the root. — “You’re the perfect candidate to be my future wife.” Irene, “A woman like me can give you a headache, Mr. Delacroix.” “Oh, it’s such a coincidence,” Sebastian told her with playful intonation. “I like troubles.” — With the help of Sebastian Delacroix’s money, Irene could climb the ladder of success. At the end of the day, would her ex-boyfriend and her step-sister cry the blood of tears after betraying her? — Contact me Instagram: @zenanicher

New Link: https://www.webnovel.com/book/alpha's-nala_21371225606302805 “Love is not a force between a mind and a body, but a force between two hearts...” But what happens when there are three hearts involved? One that beats for a soul, One that beats for a body, And One, that purely beats for love? .......... Legaxy Dyme was just your average human girl. Working non-stop in a hotel by day and by night, you hear her sing in every bar on the island called Mallow Key. Did I also mention that despite on the average side of life, Legaxy was basically raised by the mixed-race of Vampires and Witches? Anyways, having her memories bottled up somewhere by a spell, Legaxy found herself torn between being a MATE to an Alpha King, Michael Angelo Cane, and being a chosen RED to the Vampire King, Theo Calix Gray. Who will she choose? But the real question is, will she choose?

Daisy Joyce is a 19-year-old who lost her family in a tragic accident when she was only nine years old. After that, she lived in an orphanage for a while, but eventually found herself on the streets, collecting bottles to get by. With no permanent place to call home, her life has been a struggle. Damond Chris is a 30-year-old CEO of a technology company, but his life has been very different. He has been blind for the past 20 years. One day, he discovered Daisy lying helplessly on the road, and from that moment, their lives became intertwined in unexpected ways.

When a simple game of spin the bottle takes a daring twist, it becomes an intense and messy dive into forbidden desires, unspoken tension, and the wild things people do when rules no longer exist.

Awakened Talent — Temptation of the Dead: All ghosts naturally have an increased favorability towards him. "The Terrifying Game Has Arrived." Yi Bai awakens a unique talent in a twisted nightmare survival game. His new ability? The power to increase the favorability of ghosts and monsters. But as he ventures deeper into this eerie world, things begin to unravel in ways he never expected… A ghostly supermodel nurse, IV bottle in hand, demands Yi Bai administer her fluids. An aristocratic vampire countess insists that only Yi Bai’s blood can satisfy her thirst. A shape-shifting spirit, with countless faces, relentlessly hunts him, craving the perfect human skin to wear. An ethereal bride, drifting out from an ancient painting, waits for him—her soul bound by a thousand years of sorrow. And then there’s the bulletproof zombie princess, who has her own immortal ideas about what’s truly eternal. As Yi Bai tries to survive in this deadly game, where his charm may be both his greatest weapon and his most dangerous flaw, he must navigate a terrifying world where the dead have their own desires—and they’re not afraid to claim him as their own.

In the gloomy Old blood Castle in central Transylvania, Drake is born. The youngest heir to a powerful lineage of vampires that has ruled the night for generations. However, from his first cry (which sounded more like an out of tune sneeze), it was clear that Drake was not an ordinary vampire, he couldn't take his bottle of blood, he always wanted it with milk and coarseness. With small prey that insist on not growing and a bat-like flight that invariably ends in disastrous collisions. He is the opposite of the grace and grandeur that his family values ​​so much. While his ancestors desperately try to teach him the ways of vampirics – the arrogant posture, the mesmerizing gaze and the impeccable attack – Drake seems more inclined to create hilarious situations; he is very good at everything he sets out to do: pouring cups of blood into his father's ceremonial cloaks, tripping over coffins. His initiation with a rabbit ended up adopting him as a pet. Despite his clumsy nature, the Earl, his stern father, firmly believes that, in time, the nobility of his lineage will speak louder and Drake will become worthy of Oldblood Castle. But will Drake's clumsy essence be his undoing, or could it, in unexpected ways, be the key to rewriting his family's history? A story full of humor, tenderness and lessons about acceptance and growth, showing that even the clumsiest of vampires has a unique shine.

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

Two neighbors, Ethan and Ava. They were inseparable since childhood. One day, at Ethan's friend's house, they play spin the bottle as part of a dare. They have their first kiss with one another at the age of eight. Then suddenly, the very next day, Ava and her entire family disappeared without a trace. The years go by, and Ethan forgets about her. He grows up in his hometown, and graduates high school as the valedictorian. He gets accepted into a prestigious Ivy League College. On his first day on campus, that is where he sees Ava again. But now, Ava's name has changed and is called Lilly for some weird reason. Ethan still recognizes her unmistakable nordic blue eyes, her flawless beauty, and her feminine voice. Ethan quickly is forced to pledge to join a fraternity, and Lilly pledges' to join a sorority. That is where their path crosses again, and things get interesting between the two of them. Will the truth come out as to why Ava's family disappeared so many years ago, or will what happened years ago be kept a secret?

Victor tried to save the neighbourhood MILF from her drunken husband but passed out when the guy threw a beer bottle at him. But while he was getting discharged from the hospital, he awakened a seduction system, where he can earn money by getting intimate with women. And Victor chose his first target, the MILF he had just saved. ….. Tags: MILFS, GILFS, NETORI, OYAKODON, LARGE HAREM, THREESOMES, FOURSOMES AND MANY MORE.

"Really? Sweets? You're taking this 'food is the way to a man's heart' a little too seriously." Kwon sneered. He went to grab a cookie from the pile but Luna moved the plate away from him. He raised an eyebrow, probably thinking that she was acting childish. Reaching with his left hand, he made a move toward the plate. What she didn't see was that his right hand was in position with the plate moving right towards it. "Better luck next time." He smiled as he took a bite of the heart-shaped cookie. Adam came back and grabbed another cookie. As he ate, he looked around. "No water?" An idea hit Luna. She fished in her bag for the spare love potion that she had stored in a water bottle. It was completely full and the lid was tightened enough that it could pass as a brand new, unused bottle that she just got out of the machine. "Here you go. I just happened to have an extra." He gratefully accepted the water then he and Kwon walked off toward the coach. Luna slammed the plate into the arms of a confused Carl. It worked. The plan actually worked. She was so excited that she could start dancing at any moment. "Don't celebrate just yet." Isaac pointed to where Adam and Kwon stood talking to the coach. Kwon unscrewed the lid to his water and took a drink. Fear seeped into her. She was positive that Kwon did not have a water with him earlier. She looked down at Adam's hands and saw that he no longer had the bottle filled with love potion. "No!" . . . "Luna? Why are you looking at me like that?" Kwon asked, his expression turning funny the longer she stayed silent. "Why were you watching me?" Why did she ask that question?! There were a million questions floating in her head, and that one wasn't anywhere near the top ten. Kwon unfolded himself from the wheel. Running a hand down his face, he avoided her gaze by looking out the window. "Because it's hard to not watch you." His voice was steady even though he had seemed reluctant to answer her.

What the hell? Is it true? Is she-oh my gosh!? Whispers ripple through the university halls. Everyone is talking about her. She is Mandy-a girl who embodies quiet elegance, sharp intelligence, and an effortless air of sophistication. Though she exudes an aura of understated wealth, she remains grounded and unassuming. As a member of the campus band Black Panther, Mandy is admired not just for her talent but also for her poise and grace. She's never been swayed by the charm of the school's usual heartthrobs, carving out her own path away from the spotlight of cliché romances. Enter Dreid-the ultimate alpha male. Rich, athletic, and effortlessly charismatic, he's the guy every girl dreams about. But Mandy never gave him much thought, and Dreid's heart was always set on his best friend, Shantal. Everything changes during the annual school festival. Dreid, devastated by the news that his first love is marrying someone else, drowns his sorrows in beer-eight bottles deep. Meanwhile, Mandy, frustrated with her own troubles, drinks more than she should. Two lost souls. One reckless night. When they wake up together, confusion sets in. Blurred memories, unanswered questions, and a growing sense of dread. What happened between them? And how did they end up here? They agree to move forward with their lives. No attachments, no expectations. But as they're forced to confront each other, Mandy finds herself seeing Dreid in a way she never expected. And for Dreid, feelings he thought were impossible begin to surface. Sometimes, the most unexpected nights lead to the most life-changing stories.

"You killed the only important person left for me in this world... Why did you kill my mother?!" Filled with hatred and vengeance, Nox was returning from another continent. He was excited to see his hometown, but more than anything, to reunite with the one person left in his life—his mother. But a tragedy struck his hometown. It has been destroyed by the Deity of Sword. But there is a strange bottle that change his life, that later on he used to achieve his goal.

[COMPLETED.] [New Side Story released!] [Mature Content.] “That baby is mine, and so are you,” He declared, pointing at Kate’s belly while his deep green eyes gazed at Kate, like a viper ready to strike. Kate couldn’t believe that he– Henry Grant, her new boss eight years younger than her, was the father of her unborn child. “We should be together by default. But I will give you a choice. Go and suffer with your deadbeat husband, or come with me, I will show you the fun you’ve missed.” ===== For the past five years of her marriage, Katherine “Kate” Woods, 32, had always believed she was infertile. She was unable to conceive a child and her deadbeat husband Matt always insulted her for it, calling her a useless woman despite never finding a job himself, forcing Kate to be the sole breadwinner of their family. Yet, he still had the nerve to cheat on her with her own sister! Heartbroken, Kate escaped to her office late at night with four bottles of strong red wine. To her surprise, she wasn’t alone. A handsome young man stood in her office, watching her. He refused to give her his name, but offered to keep her company for the night. With lust and booze coursing through her veins, Kate readily abandoned herself to her basest, most repressed instincts, seducing the nameless but willing visitor. In her drunken stupor, she boldly declared, "If my husband wants to sleep with every woman on earth, then two can play that game." She didn’t care if they did it raw, as she always thought she was barren. Only to find herself staring at a positive pregnancy test a month later. Kate Woods, the supposedly ‘barren woman,’ was pregnant. The stranger had accomplished in one night what Matt could not in five years. - Now that Henry has given her a choice, would Kate leave her deadbeat husband and jump into the sea of uncertainty with this young man? Or would she stay with Matt, her husband who cheated on her for the sake of their families? - Official Commissioned Cover. - Contact me: Instagram: @ForeverPupa -

After enduring a lifetime of torment from her parents' experimental pursuits, Kalara's world turns upside down when they die, leaving her their house in the will. Desperate for cash, she discovers that she must fulfill a series of enigmatic requests outlined in the will before she can sell the property. While rummaging through her parents' cluttered workroom, Kalara stumbles upon a peculiar bottle labeled “a sip per day,” accompanied by a letter addressed to her. Despite her reservations about their motives, curiosity compels her to take a sip. With each taste, Kalara unlocks the floodgates of her memories, reliving her past in vivid detail but unable to change the trajectory of her experiences. As she confronts the haunting moments of her life, she faces a critical dilemma: will uncovering the truth of her history empower her to break free from the shadows of her parents’ legacy, or will it entangle her in a cycle of pain and repetition? In her quest for liberation, Kalara must navigate the duality of knowledge and choice as she seeks to reclaim her future.

Sumir finds himself in a future where the boundaries between games and reality have merged. For 18 long years, he waited—until he finally awakened his synthesis ability. No resources? Two bottles of diluted Physique Enhancer? Synthesize them into a Physique Strengthener. Two Physique Strengtheners? Synthesize them into a Physique Crystal… Lacking skills? A gray-quality Basic Footwork can be synthesized into a white-quality Phantom Step, then into a green-quality Dragon Step, blue-quality Shadow Body, purple-quality Flickering Shadow, and finally, a gold-quality Thousand Faces Mirage… No equipment? Gather a pile of junk. A gray, damaged Hatchet can be synthesized into a white-quality Hunter’s Knife, then into a green-quality War Blade, blue-quality Bloodletting Chainsaw, purple-quality Reaper’s Edge, and eventually, the gold-quality Annihilation Arbiter… Need pets? Synthesize them! Low job rank? Synthesize it! Precious items? Synthesize them! Rare materials? Synthesize those too! Sumir: "A lot of people ask me, ‘How do you always manage to get your hands on the rarest resources while getting stronger?’" "First of all, let me ask you this: What do you mean by rare?" "For you, these resources might seem incredibly rare. But for me? They’re as easy to acquire as reaching out my hand!"

Saine Sinclair knows a little something about what makes a story worth telling. Your childhood best friend refuses to kiss you during a pre-adolescent game of spin the bottle? Terrible, zero stars, would not replay that scene again. The same ex-friend becomes your new best friend's ex? Strangely compelling, unexpected twist, worth a hate-watch. That same guy--why is he always around?--turns out to be your last shot at getting into the documentary filmmaking program of your dreams? Saine hates to admit it, but she'd watch that movie. There's something about Holden that makes her feel like she's the one in front of the camera--like he can see every uncomfortable truth she's buried below the surface. Saine knows how her story's supposed to go. So why does every moment with Holden seem intent on changing the ending?