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His Naughty Lessons

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”
Witchhazel · 1.2M Views

From CEO to Concubine

Yan Zheyun was born and bred to be a winner. His parents were on the Forbes’ List, he was the valedictorian of his graduating class at the top university in the country, and the icing on the cake was being voted ‘school grass’ four years in a row by his peers. And now, at just twenty-five, Yan Zheyun was the proud chairman and CEO of his very own tech company. But what should have been the happiest day of his life turned into the worst when he heard a strange robotic voice while crossing the road for coffee, just because he couldn’t wait for his secretary to return from the photocopying room. [BUG REPORT #193842347: OTHERWORLD SOUL DETECTED. INITIATING DEPORTATION SEQUENCE.] And then he died. In a very boring, very run-of-the-mill car accident. …except maybe he didn’t. The first thing Yan Zheyun thought after he opened his eyes and found himself in a bedroom that looked like the set of one of those inner palace dramas was: Wow, coffee wasn’t worth it. The second thing he thought after he realised he was now in a historical BL novel and had transmigrated into the body of a tragic beauty who was (about to be) used and abused by his multiple lovers was: I must have opened my eyes with the wrong technique, let me try again…nope, still here. Well. F**k. From CEO to lowly slave, Yan Zheyun couldn’t believe his luck. Stuck in a foreign world and surrounded by crazy tops (respectively A.K.A ‘The Childhood Friend’, ‘The General’s Son’, ‘The Crown Prince’, ‘Some Other Prince’, ‘That Creepy Duke’ etc.), Yan Zheyun realised that his one day’s experience as CEO had not prepared him adequately for this new life of misery. But he wasn’t the sort to give up without a fight so…Yan Zheyun resolutely made up his mind to stay away from the terrifying romantic plot line, try and write himself a new political plot line, and while at it, hug some big thighs, curry some favour with the powerful. And in a dynastic monarchy, whose thighs would be a better choice for hugging than the emperor himself? Liu Yao: …This Sovereign permits you to hug other parts too. Pairing: - This-Sovereign-Looks-Stern-But-Is-Secretly-Kind!Emperor Top VS I-Look-Like-A-Rabbit-But-I’m-Secretly-A-Fox!Slave Bottom - NOT harem, entire story is 1v1 Warnings: - This novel deals with some heavy subject matter that arises as a result of slavery and a caste system. I have added trigger warnings where relevant but just a heads up, the scumbags are called scumbags for a reason! Updates: 21:00 GMT+8 Illustrated By: HAZHE
Queeniecat · 2.7M Views

Harvesting The Witch Queen

Be sure to join the official HTWQ Discord server for news on the novel, direct updates, polls, & exclusive rewards such as original illustrations: https://discord.gg/pxMTZp9f5j You can donate to the novel: https://ko-fi.com/camillejuteau Growing up as a slave in the Halloween Kingdom, Junk had been a prisoner for as long as he could remember. Born without a healthy nor stable body, he might have been the weakest of all the Minotaurs. Managing to finally escape the confines of his prison cell, the beast wanders the Kingdom’s dangerous roads. His body and soul slowly and painfully withering into nothingness until he miraculously runs into one final chance—the fallen Witch Queen—Lady September Autumn who had just recently been dethroned of her royal title. She provides him the opportunity to remain alive. Keeping his body and soul intact by feeding him with her royal, sacred Queen milk. Of course, this is no act of charity. She asks for his services in return. In exchange for harvesting her milk, Junk must become her loyal servant and bodyguard fulfilling whatever she commands: including hunting down and defeating all of those responsible for her dethronement. Refuse, and no more milk. No more milk, and the Minotaur will be doomed to perish once more. So a symbiotic relationship is formed. However, the ex-prisoner has something in mind for his powerful new Queen. Harvesting the bitch herself! Ultimately corrupting her into his breeding-slut when the time is right and birthing an army of monsters to re-take the kingdom for himself instead. Together, they are marching through this ghoulish and spooky fantasy world plagued with undead, spirits, demons, werewolves, vampires, demonic Gods and far worse! . . . [ Tags ] R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Thick | Thicc | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Out doors | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action | Demon | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Wise . . . Discord link: https://discord.gg/Vx9zZqB5Ny Donations: https://ko-fi.com/camillejuteau https://www.patreon.com/camillejuteau If you have any question or hate mail: seishihentai@gmail.com Thank you for all the awesome feedback.
CamilleJuteau · 1.1M Views

Guns and Lip glosses!

"So you don't want me to see you only as money?" I said, walking around the table. He looked up from where he was sitting, facing me. I married this man for his money, but I have to admit that he was extremely handsome. You know those people who become giants wherever they go, you notice them immediately because everyone else is so small next to them. My husband was just like that. Isn't that why I married him in the first place? Because he was big enough for me to hide under his wings. But still... When I looked down on him like that, I felt so powerful, like I'd made a lion kneel before me. From where he was sitting, he was looking at me with such confidence that it made me want to challenge him. "So my beloved husband wants more now?" I said, continuing to approach. When I stopped in front of him, I grabbed his shoulders, made him lean back in the chair and sat on his lap. I was so slow that my husband, realizing that this was a challenge, never broke my game. Because I knew this was his favorite part of me. A man that everyone was afraid to talk to, let alone challenge, was being challenged at every turn by a woman half his size. Shouldn't that be funny to him? Because I thought it was very funny, but somehow I'm sure it was very hot for my husband. After I settled on his lap, I put my arms around his neck and "Then give me more." I said. He frowned at what I said. I knew he wouldn't like it because he was used to everyone giving him everything he wanted. No strings attached. Now I was asking him for something to get what he wanted and I must say I was used to getting everything I wanted. A wry smile appeared on his face. His hands were already wrapped around my hips as he said, "Would more bags, dresses or cars do the trick, wife?" Now he was challenging me. I shouldn't have fallen for it because it was his weapon. He was cheating by messing with my mind. I mean, I sat on his lap, but mine didn't count. I was allowed to cheat a little bit to beat him. Because I told you, anyone would feel small next to my husband and I needed to see desire in his eyes for a little confidence. So I rubbed against him a little and put one of my hands down on his chest. Instantly his gaze darkened and I continued my game. "See? How can I see a man who is always trying to give me more bags or more money as more than that?" I wasn't sure if he was listening to me because he was looking directly at my lips with his darkened gaze and his hands were caressing my thighs and he looked like he could attack me at any moment, but I knew he wasn't going to interrupt my show and he was going to savor every moment. Is it weird to compare my husband to a wild animal lurking around right now? It was hard enough to pay attention with his hands caressing my thighs, and if he kept looking at me like that for a while longer, I was definitely going to attack him. So I moved the hand that had been on his chest back up to his neck and got close to his ear. As I got closer, his hands gripped my thighs tighter. I may have rubbed a little bit, but I told you, I had the right to cheat. I wonder if he thought I looked like a lurking animal. "If you want me to see you as something more, husband, stop buying me expensive bags or cars every chance you get. I'm here and if you want it that bad, man up and come and get it." I said and placed a kiss between her neck and ear. I was extremely sexy right now and judging by the hands up my skirt I was on the right track but I needed one last stroke. I was going to say the same thing he'd said to me a couple of days ago and get my revenge for that day, and then I could enjoy myself for a while, because with hands on my bare buttocks and legs, my mind was starting to wander too. And this giant of a man wasn't the only one affected by these little tricks. After the kiss, I pulled back, looked into his blackened eyes, gave him the last stroke and finished my show. "If you've got the balls!"
Zeynep_Marangoz · 2.4K Views
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