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Apocalypse Game: Leveling Up from My Living Room!

The East+[Shelter + Management + Apocalypse Rotation + Steady Male Protagonist] The apocalypse game has descended upon humanity, throwing the world into chaos. People are randomly assigned shelters across the globe, and every month, apocalyptic disasters rotate like clockwork: searing heat, unrelenting cold, meteor showers, mutant plants, and rampaging monsters. Survival hinges on venturing out to scavenge resources, battling the elements, and upgrading shelters to withstand an onslaught of catastrophes. Yi Bai is just another player in this brutal game—or so it seems. But soon, he discovers that his shelter talent is unlike any other. [Homebody’s Paradise (SSS-Class)]: For every day spent in his shelter, Yi Bai receives critical survival rewards tailored to his needs. The higher his shelter level, the better the rewards. “A top-tier talent! I can get stronger just by staying at home?” While others are fighting tooth and nail outside their shelters—battling monsters, scouring for food, and struggling to survive—Yi Bai is quietly turning his shelter into the ultimate fortress. Resources, weapons, food, and equipment pour in effortlessly. His Sealy bed? Supreme comfort. The S-Class combat beauty awarded to him? Lounging by his side. Apocalypse resources? Stacked so high he can’t even spend them all. With nothing more than patience and a talent for staying put, Yi Bai becomes an unstoppable force. “You call this the apocalypse?” He chuckles, sinking deeper into his plush bed. “This is paradise for homebodies!”
Bai_Yi_1629 · 2.7K Views

Contract Marriage: A Marriage Of Revelation

In a quiet, private room of the restaurant, the sound of shattering glass pierced the air like a gunshot. There, standing in front of the broken shards, was Robert, his face frozen in shock. The word "divorce" hung in the air, a bitter pill that he couldn't swallow. "It's a joke, right?" Robert asked, his voice shaking with disbelief. "No, I'm not joking, I want a divorce" Emily replied her voice resolute. Her words hit him like a punch to the gut, as he struggled to comprehend what she was saying. ********* In a society where arranged marriages are the norm, two strangers are forced to marry each other. They have very different personalities and interests, and they struggle to find common ground. They are bound together by a marriage contract that is intended to ensure that they will work together for the benefit of both their families. Emily Kevan, a college student with big dreams find herself in a situation that seems to have no way out. It was a leap of faith that would forever change her life, for better or worse. She felt a sense of profound frustration, knowing that she was tied to someone she had never met and knowing that she was unable to pursue a relationship with the man she truly wanted to be with. She considered divorce as a means of freeing herself from the constraints of the contract, but the terms of the agreement was clear: five years of marriage and an heir were required before a divorce could be considered. On the other hand, after years of focusing solely on his studies, Robert Rawlings graduated from university and was eager to begin the next chapter of his life. However, his parent had other plans. They informed him of a contract marriage that would tie him to a woman he had never met, and they made it clear that there was no room for discussion. Robert resigned himself to his fate, knowing that he had no choice but to comply. The question now is, will Emily divorce Robert after five years of marriage with a son? Cover image is not mine, all credit goes to the owner.
obiparadise_purity · 164.2K Views

The Blade's Caress

She looked like a rat caught in headlights, her big brown eyes looking innocently up at me, tears brimming. My little Miss Kindergarten turns me on without even doing anything. I wanted to hug her, but if I did, she would feel my manhood. "Tsk tsk, what happened, Miss Kindergarten?" I whispered. She stood up, the moonlight from the window making her curves more prominent. "Why are you here?" she sniffled. "I can come whenever I want, baby," I walked slowly towards her. She took a step back, and I took one more forward. She touched the wall behind her. Aawww "Uh huh, no escape, baby," I spoke, standing in front of her. Her head low, her toes fidgeting on her own. Nervous. Nervous. "What's so interesting in those cute feet today?" I asked, tugging at her chin to make her look up at me. "Go Away. Please" Her voice came out weak. "You should mind your business." "Oh, you are my business, Miss Kindergarten. Don't forget that," I growled in a low voice. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" Her stubborn behavior as usual. "You are, baby, and if you deny it again, I'll bite that little tongue of yours." She sucked in a sharp breath, rolling her eyes at me. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" she gritted out, her nose fuming in anger. "You can't tell me. You don't own me!" 'Only if she knew, she doesn't look scary at all. She's a pookie. MY POOKIE!' "You love challenging me, baby," I said, closing the distance between us and bending until my nose touched hers. "Let me taste that daring tongue of yours." I whispered, tilting my head to sniff her hair. Grabbing her arms from behind and pinned them above her head. "Hey, Miss Kindergarten, your hands are wet." She whimpered. I brought my other hand back to her chin and saw dark liquid dripping off my fingers. The metallic scent wafting up my nostrils. "I swear If this is blood, you're going to regret it. Baby."
Javeria_Becky · 6K Views
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