Cervix Penetration

Sarah Pierce finds herself in a desperate world of high-stakes decisions and hazardous connections when her once-thriving art gallery is on the verge of closing. Enter Vane Russell, a mysterious, domineering investor whose gift of deliverance carries ties as dark and enigmatic as the man himself. Vane draws Sarah into his shady orbit, where she uncovers a world filled with secrets, deceit, and power games. Vane's penetrating stare and irresistible presence spark a conflict between her mind and emotions, blurring the borders between rescuer and captor. What starts out as a calculating arrangement quickly turns into a devouring dance of desire, trust, and betrayal. However, Vane's world is equally perilous and alluring, drawing Sarah swiftly into a complex network of enemies, intrigues, and forbidden desires. As she strives to regain her freedom, she must decide if she can trust the devil she knows or if his secrets will ruin her.

Being completely alone in a dark and forsaken world, with no family to turn to, no guidance to rely on, no care to comfort, no support to uplift, and no love to cherish, is a utterly terrible and absolutely awful existence. Lisa, a beautiful young lady, lives with her foster parents and siblings, trying her best to lead a normal life and suppress her extraordinary powers, which she longs to keep hidden from the world, fearing their discovery would only bring chaos and destruction. When Lisa was a little girl, she lost her parents in a tragic car accident. A huge truck collided with their vehicle, sending it plummeting into the water. With blood streaming down her face, she held her breath and struggled to free herself from the seatbelt, desperate to save her mom and dad before the car sank further into the ocean. The more she struggled, the more she felt her strength fading, until she finally lost consciousness. As she slipped away, the car continued to sink, taking her parents with it, leaving Lisa alone in the darkness. **** Kevin, a young orphan boy, had no family or friends to speak of, and had never experienced any kind of affection or love. As a result, he had built walls around his heart, shutting off his emotions completely. He dedicated himself solely to his work, using it as a distraction from the emptiness and loneliness that had become his life. His sole focus was on survival, and he allowed nothing to penetrate the armor he had built around himself Hello everyone! I'm Lisa_Lucy, your favorite author! I'm thrilled to have you all here to embark on a journey with me, exploring new worlds, imaginations, and emotions that will leave you breathless. Let's dive into the adventure together! ____Let's dig further into the secret spy____

Genre: Space, Doting, Farming, Time travel, Healing Synopsis: Xu Linyue from the 21st century crossing over with the heavenly space soul penetration to a 5 year old farmer's girl, originally thinking of living in a peaceful life, and didn't want to be spoiled by her family in this life! She resolutely plans to take her family out of poverty and embark on a glorious path to wealth! Vegetable greenhouses are set up, and the grape wine is famous far and wide. It is easy to make money, but thanks to the spiritual spring water in the space, she can do some good things to benefit the neighbors. "Have you all heard? The 3rd Prince actually chose a peasant girl as his royal consort!" A noblewoman viciously said "a countryside from the mud leg, no money, no power, how can be worthy of the 3rd Prince, can't even read a few words, I'm not convinced! I don't like it either!" Qibao grunted in her heart and casually offered a masterpiece, and the crowd was stunned. Later they realized that Qibao was not only the younger sister of the new scholar, but also the one who helped the 3rd prince to win the battle behind the scenes.

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

In the cozy confines of a quaint café, 22-year-old Alissa spends her days serving warmth and hospitality alongside her best friend. Her life is a perfectly brewed blend of friendship, love, and laughter. That is, until the day Seth walks in. At 24, Seth is the world's youngest billionaire, with a reputation for being as ruthless as he is wealthy. His icy demeanor and razor-sharp tongue can freeze blood in its tracks. He's a master of manipulation, using his vast power to bend the world to his whim. When Alissa and Seth collide, their opposing worlds spark a tantalizing tension. As they engage in a battle of wits, Alissa begins to chip away at the fortress surrounding Seth's heart. But will she be able to penetrate the armor of a man who has built his empire on emotional detachment? Or will Seth's growing feelings for Alissa remain locked behind the walls of his frozen heart, threatening to destroy them both?"

Excerpt* As Cian removed his jacket, revealing a serpent-like tattoo on his chest, a chill ran down her spine. “Who sent you?” she asked, her voice quivering as she clutched the sheets tightly around her. Cian smirked, “Which insignificant creature would dare to command me?” Confused, she glanced at the doors, praying for someone to walk in and save her from this dangerous stranger. “Then why are you here?” she managed to ask, her heart pounding in her chest. Cian casually tossed his jacket onto the nearest chair, revealing his muscular chest and the glowing, serpent-like tattoo that coiled around it. “For you, sweetheart,” he replied, his voice deep and seductive. She stared into his piercing, emerald-green eyes, awed by their luminescence. They seemed to pierce right through her, illuminating her heart and igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t quite extinguish. As Cian moved closer, he bent down to look her directly in the eyes, his gaze penetrating. “Marry me,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. She recoiled in horror, pushing his hand away as she tried to back away from him. “Pardon me, my Lord, but I must refuse your offer,” she said, her voice shaking with fear. Cian let out a low, sinister laugh as he pulled off his shirt, revealing the full extent of the tattoo that seemed to writhe and twist on his skin. He crawled onto the bed, pinning her down as he loomed over her. She struggled against him, trying to break free from his grip, but he was too strong. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, “Sweetheart, what is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine.” “She froze, her heart racing as she realized the danger she was in and how ridiculously aroused she was getting. Cian, with his piercing gaze and devilish grin, knew exactly what he was doing.

When Ava Collins, a hardworking woman from a struggling family, is faced with her mother’s life-or-death medical bills, she’s willing to do anything to save her—even make a deal with the devil. That devil comes in the form of James Lawson, a ruthless CEO with a longstanding grudge against her new boss, billionaire CEO Ethan Gray. Desperate, Ava accepts James’s offer to spy on Ethan, agreeing to trade her integrity for her mother’s health. Ethan Gray is no stranger to betrayal. Raised in a world of power plays and cutthroat competition, he’s built walls that few can penetrate. As his new assistant, Ava is just another cog in his company—until she starts breaking through his defenses, revealing glimpses of the warmth he’s tried to bury. But as trust grows between them, Ava is haunted by her secret mission and the consequences of her choices. When Ethan uncovers her betrayal, the fallout is devastating. Cast out and wracked with guilt, Ava loses everything. But when a deeper threat against Ethan’s empire surfaces, Ava makes a bold move to right her wrongs, knowing it might be her last chance to earn his forgiveness—or risk everything to save him.

Zhang Chen is developing in all areas to become the best. In martial arts, who dares to face him? In alchemy, who can produce pills with a 100% success rate like him? In shaping, there is no matrix in the universe that he cannot penetrate. In training beasts, he is the best. Thanks to the upgrade system it becomes the best Take a step, experience 10*100 times basic body skills advanced to yellow grade body skills! Swing a punch, experience 10*100 times basic boxing advanced to yellow grade boxing! Eat a powerful pill, experience 100*100 times cultivation soared from the third level of body tempering to the sixth level of body tempering! Take a look at the sword intent on the sword mark stone, experience 100*100 times successfully comprehend the first level. Written by: March Rain Translation: uniqueman

*COMPLETE* [Warning: Mature Content, R18, Contemporary-Fantasy setting] Evanescence "Evan" Holz, a billionaire businessman, received a souvenir from an obscure country that creates s*x dolls called “Eternity Women.” These "Eternity Woman" are life-like and turn alive once activated. To activate them, you need to "use" them. There's only one way for anyone to use a doll: You "play" with them. But what if these Eternity Women weren't just s*x dolls that magically come alive? What exactly is the mechanism behind Eternity Women that makes them into sentient beings in the first place? Is it just the pleasure, or there's something else, something sinister, that gives them life? That’s for Evan to find out. *** EXCERPT: "Raise your hips," he ordered. His voice was husky and demanding. Eternity quickly did as she was told to do. He wasn't a mind reader, yet he knew that it filled her with desire that he was talking to her in such an authoritative manner. Evan slipped Eternity's panties quickly off of her, giving them the same treatment as her bra once they were removed. He flung them away with no care as to where they would land. He nudged her legs wider apart using his, signaling the impending act. As Eternity called it, 'penetrative intercourse.' "May I?" he asked, even though he knew how much she wanted it. She nodded, tears trailing down her cheeks because of how much she had done. "F*ck me, Evan."

This is the story of Princess Ingrid of Ásjáheimr and Grand Commander Caym Fairburne of Sylvania Empire. ×××××××× [ R18: Mature content. ] The tradition of royal captivity started during the rule of the Second Emperor Ludwig in the Sylvania Empire, where descendants from various kingdoms were brought as 'symbols of peace'. The royal captives lived in an isolated palace provided with material luxury but devoid of freedom and future, like beautiful birds in locked in a jeweled cage. Ingrid is the First Princess of Ásjáheimr and the last royal captive of the Sylvania Empire. Having endured childhood abuse without receiving any help to heal her traumas, Ingrid has succumbed to depression. She lacks the desire to explore beyond her known life, cherishing her fragile peace as a royal captive over the thought of freedom. But how long can she stay this way? When Ingrid met Caym Fairburne, the Grand Commander of the Imperial Army of Sylvania, her little world have started to change. As they navigate the dangerous landscape of rebellion, war, power struggles, and mysterious divine interventions, Ingrid finds herself captivated by the Grand Commander who stands as strong as a fortress yet as warm as the sun. "I am a royal captive," Ingrid whispered, lowering her gaze. "You've already mentioned that, Your Highness," Caym remarked. Ingrid lifted her head once more. "Tell me, what is it that you're doing now?" she asked. "You are the Grand Commander. You shouldn't be entangling yourself with me, let alone be having this conversation with me." Caym tilted his head. "I suppose that's true. But as I said, I also don't know what I'm doing right now," he admitted. Ingrid observed Caym's dark hair, its strands capturing the ethereal glow of the moonlight. His amber eyes, with an intensity that mirrored the flames, held a gaze that seemed to penetrate the shadows. A chiseled jawline framed his face, adding a rugged yet commanding quality. His brows arched above those penetrating eyes, creating an expression that Ingrid could not read. "Grand Commander, you've suddenly become quite handsome in my eyes," Ingrid remarked. "Don't you realize how precarious this is?" Caym remained silent for a few moments. "I believe I understand the peril in that," he finally said, his deep amber gaze locked on Ingrid. War looms on the horizon, love blooms amidst chaos, and political intrigue threatens to tear them apart. Their fates entwined, Caym and Ingrid must navigate treacherous waters, their encounter shaping the destiny of nations. ××××××××××× Extra tags: #dotingML #brokenFL #psychological #detailedworldbuilding #severalkingdoms #schemes #powerstruggles #divinebeings #complexplot #weaktostrong #mature

Participate in the games of eroticism and unlock your inner fantasies and desires. The Games of Ecstasy will explore the steamy adventures of a man and a woman locked in a room. To survive and escape from there, they have no choice but to engage in the pleasurable acts of flesh and open their hearts to each other. Come and join in this sensual journey of eroticism with bated breaths and wild imagination. ------------- Additional Tags: Kissing, Sweating, Foreplay, Massage, Sweet Sex, No Rape, No Forced Play, Blowjob, Erotic Eating, etc. Erotic Meter *= Slightly Erotic mainly kissing, skinship or light foreplay. **=Mildly Erotic with genital touching like masturbation, cunnilingus and outercourse. ***=Penetration Sex and more kinky stuff. Note: This will be a story full of smut and romance and will gradually become more erotic and sexual. There will be no sex from the get go, but include character and relationship development. Actual Sex is planned to be written on the seventh day(In book's time). Until then, there will all sorts of mild erotic play.

"I hope my wife liked the arrangements... for the wedding night." His low husky voice made her heart skip a beat. She tried to walk away from his reach but to her dismay, he held her wrist in his hand. She licked her lips. He pulled her wrist and her body crashed into his broad chest. Trying to calm her breathing, Xu Mey looked up at his face to say something but couldn't do it. Ye Jie was pleased with her transfixed countenance. He lowered his face towards her. Inadvertently, Xu Mey took a step back. They continued with a step back and a step ahead until Xu Mey's legs felt the edge of the bed behind. There was a haughty smirk playing on Ye Jie's lips. He lowered his face again towards her. Xu Mey bent her body backwards but she lost her footing making both of them fall on the comfy bed. As she laid on her back with Ye Jie's body pressing on her own, gazing at his handsome face inches away from her own with his piercing gaze penetrating her soul, she realized she had no ability to push him away. She wanted to get him off her body. She wanted to stay far away from him. But she couldn't do it. His face was so close that his breath tingled her. When his soft thin lips touched her cherry plump ones, her mind was electrified. He softly nibbled on her lower lip, sucking it slowly. The kiss was not urgent or passionate. It was just a simple kiss which displayed a gentle but sincere feeling. --------- What do you do when your family abandons you? Do you start to hide? Xu Mey wasn't the one to hide. The only thing she hid from the world was her real self. Seemingly, a timid girl was terrifying inside but only a few knew about it. She was running for revenge. For every wound that she received, she had a burning desire to pay back ten folds. Ye Jie was heartbroken. He had a perfect life for the world but only he knew what he was trying to hide even from himself. At first, Xu Mey was just his interest. A girl who popped up in his life out of nowhere and yet wreaked havoc. But he soon realized that she had walls built around her heart keeping the world at bay. Losing love once felt enough to him but with a certain someone's appearance, a lot is intended to bring a change. What will happen when she'll alter his idea of love? Will he be able to shatter the thick walls around her heart? Or, She'll shatter him? Life shattered her into pieces. Will his love be able to pick up those broken pieces? ********* This is an original work and not a translation. All rights reserved! ~~~ Join Discord Channel: https://discord.gg/gwfrsYyc Instagram: amaya_meehee ~~~~~~ Other works from the Author: "The Inconceivable Flame: A Fallen Angel's Disguise" "Imperfect Desires" "Master's Untamed Wife" "The Moon Mistress"

"Is there really such a thing as a happy ending?" - [Final Volume] A drop of ink can penetrate the walls, even the walls you took too long to build. After losing her first love due to a traffic accident, Ibuki Sumire transfers to Tokyo. She wanted to escape, to run away from everything that happened. To start over in a place that didn't have him. But a series of clues lead her to investigating the case behind the accident. In that place she learns about the masks people wear. The masks people wear to disgui se their feelings. Sometimes you have to look past what you see on the surface. There she meets him, the person who helps her move forward. But Sumire quickly learns how alike they are. His cold personality is different than the kindness she is used to. However, he is the only one who understands her feelings. It keeps going around in circles, like a drop of paint. Round and round - an endless stream of pain and lies. But, that stream ended the moment she laid her eyes on his paintings. Such rich and vibrant colors, it felt like his emotions exploded. Yet, in the corner of his studio, she found it. The real him, a sakura painting of two people walking hand in hand. A gentle and sweet feeling, something she has never felt before. _ Volume 1: Volume 3: A Single Colour [ Volume 4: A Single Colour II Volume 5: Clear Colour Road [ Volume 6: Eternal Melody [ ___ This book is part of a series 0• Seven Coloured Melody - Pending 1• Eternal Melody - Ongoing 2• Dream Star - COMPLETE Fantasia of the Stars - Rewrite Pending 3• Silver Wish - COMPLETE ___ Join me on discord: Invite Only (ask in comments section) [Commissioned Cover by: Zushidraws]

WARNING: This is the second most degenerate novel you have ever seen. Read at your own risk. The main character of this novel Nion has time traveling superpower. With this power, he will fulfill his all-perverted fantasy. From fucking his own self from the past to fucking his own children and grandchildren 's in the future. This novel has every fetish in the world, from lolicon to necrophile and many more. Here are some tags: Loli, milf, shota, yaoi, gay, bisexual, lesbian, yuri, harem, reverse harem, shemale, threesome, foursome, orgy, swinging, ntr, netorare, netori, netorase and netoshare, incest, childbirth, pregnant, impregnate, milk, lactation, big breasts, huge breasts, gigantic breasts, small breasts, big ass, big dick, trans, futanari, scat, urinating, human toilet, cumdum, necrophile, fantasy, op system, boy cunt, traps, men with big Breasts, monster sex, interspecies sex, monster childbirth, mother-son, father-son, mother-daughter, father-daughter, kingdom building, huge harem, world harem, immoral sex, rape, gangbang, double penetration, three-ple penetration, sperm drinking, ebony, gal, etc and many more.

Despite being a woman, Marna no longer cared about gender boundaries or physical strength. The nine bodies had to be buried that day, as they had been left in her house for more than two nights. Feeling sufficiently exhausted, Marna took a length of raffia rope. She dragged Bahrun's body, which was stiff and completely helpless. His gruesome condition, lacking genitals and starting to decompose, was visible. Marna dragged him by looping her arms under his armpits and pulling with all her strength to get the body out through the door. After dragging Bahrun to the front porch, Marna went back inside and pulled Dadau's body, which had similar injuries to Bahrun's. Marna knew that all those people were from Kasongan City, especially Bahrun. She recognized him when she saw his photo displayed with his extended family in a single frame on the wall near the reception desk of the boarding house. One by one, Marna successfully removed the bodies from her house, but her task was not yet complete. She contemplated how to get the nine bodies down the 1.5-meter-high stairs. Besides being difficult, carrying them was too heavy for her strength as a woman. Exhausted, Marna sat down and stared at the nine bodies. Sweat continued to pour down from her forehead and neck. She took a drink from a 1-liter bottle of water. The most extreme method she considered was dropping the bodies down. It seemed like the easiest way at the moment. However, the risk was substantial. The bodies, in the process of decomposition, would likely break apart and not remain intact. But this was the only method Marna could use. Starting with Rawen's body, Marna kicked the large man, causing him to roll and fall to the ground. Crash! The sound of the body hitting the ground made Marna close her eyes, as Rawen's arms and legs visibly separated from his body. Feeling a sense of horror, Marna pushed Dadau's body next. The same thing happened to Dadau's corpse. Marna continued with the remaining bodies, and eventually, all nine were on the ground. She dragged each lifeless body to the grave pit. Despite her exhaustion, Marna did not consider stopping, even for a moment. The intense midday sun could not penetrate the dense forest canopy, so her pale skin remained unburned by the sun's heat. The nine bodies, some of which were dismembered, were now in the same grave pit. Marna proceeded with the next step, covering the pit with soil.

Heroes exist in this world, blessed by the highest divines and granted great luck and support in their lives to reach the ultimate goal of slaying the Demon Queen. They live different lives from ordinary people, forced to live off scraps, and step aside for the heroes. I was born an ordinary human, entered their ranks and managed to slay the Demon Queen together with them, through hard work, effort and shaving off my life! However, at the end of the battle as my broken body reached its limits, the hero spoke to me. "That's what an inferior like you gets for trying to stand in the same place as us. Now let me ease your passing!" With that, the holy blade created to slay the evil penetrated my chest. However, the Demon Queen's blood lingered on the blade that penetrated my chest. Then when I thought I had died. Instead, I awoke in the Demon Queen's private room. As for the Hero. The next time we meet, I would be on the opposite side. After Stealing the Hero's women!

I walked slowly down the hall of the ceremonial Chambers towards the priest, standing on the grand stage. Today, is my coronation, and I will inherit the plug of lust, and along with it I will be bestowed my very own system made just for me by the dragon God him self! as I approached the ceremonial throne, I laid down face first on it and lifted my tail and spread my legs, giving an unhindered view of my anus to the nobles sitting in the pew below, eagerly awaiting. I squirmed as the priest grabbed my tail and prepared to penetrate me with the plug of lust that was levitating only a few inches away from my ass. the priest spoke to day you all gather here to witness the coronation of her highness Isobel Claymoore. Of the lust-more house hold now you All shall behold, as her highness is penetrated by the plug of lust, and is bestowed with a great power! I screamed, feeling the royal plug force its way inside of me after a few seconds of pure agony. I felt the plug dissolve into me, and with that came pleasure like I had never felt before surge from my anus to throughout. My entire body ding [system-activated]

Law of Cultivation; here, we will uncover the laws which governs the behaviour of those who cultivates the dao. What laws should one follow as to rise at the top of the Cultivation food chain/hierarchy. This novel seeks to clarify and give the readers an understanding of the world of Cultivation. Penetrating the psychological nature which exists within this fictitious world in the hopes of gaining enlightenment which can be used to face reality.

# WASTELAND A war in 2030 left almost every city on Earth as piles of ruins. The air was severely polluted while water sources were on the brink of completely drying out. The sky was covered by yellow sand, and sunlight could hardly penetrate through it to reach the ground. Humans who survived the war encountered deadly threats as they struggled to live in such harsh living conditions. When faced with such a cruel reality, Zhou Yuan activated the Unlimited Evolution System. The main function of this system was to allow everything to evolve infinitely. For example, the system could enable an ordinary stalk of paddy to grow non-stop under very harsh conditions, thus producing mass amounts of food. The system could also enable an ordinary freshwater fish to evolve into a purifying freshwater fish that could purify the water it lived in. The system could even enable non-living things to frenziedly evolve and have unexpected results. Step by step, with the help of such a powerful system, Zhou Yuan built a new kingdom solely belonging to him amidst the ruins.

An unknown man gazes into the abyss, releasing his grip on life, surrendering, he plunges into the void. In the depths of despair, a celestial voice penetrates his soul, foretelling a prophecy. "I pity you, poor lamb," she whispers, unveiling a destiny. "Your struggles and pain haven't ended; you are destined to save your people... but not in this lifetime." With a prayer for his happiness, the child of the stars is bid farewell, descending into oblivion. In the embrace of darkness, he is awoken to blinding light, unleashing searing agony as his soul is ripped apart. Emerging in a new realm, he is tasked with a journey to save his newfound world and its inhabitants but this time he will succeed. [WSA 2024 ENTRY - PLEASE VOTE AND SUPPORT!] *** this is my first novel and so I would love any and all comments as long as there is something I can do about it, this novel will be a slow burner at the beginning and there will be a lot of explaining about the world and how it works so I apologize in advance to all those who don't particularly like info dumps around the start of the series but I am writing this story for the future and I want you readers to understand the world I am creating as I want this story to be quite long.

Darkness shrouds, order collapses, humanity is lost... wailing sounds of death reverberate, despair and terror descend! Hell is empty, devils walk among us. Chen Chong knows that in this crumbling world, fist equals power. Only with a strong fist can the principles penetrate people's hearts!

{WARNING MATURED CONTENT. R18+} "You're following me again," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of emotions. From the depths of the shadows, a mysterious figure emerged, his long coat billowing dramatically. His eyes, crimson as blood, seemed to penetrate her soul. He advanced slowly, his voice a seductive murmur in the frigid air. "You really do spoil the fun. How do you always sense my presence?" he purred, his breath visible in the cold atmosphere. Isolde, her fists clenched and lips quivering, confronted him, her anger palpable. "How many times have I told you to stay away from me?" she demanded. The mysterious figure drew closer, his gloved fingers encircling her waist, his touch as cold as the winter night. With a graceful tilt of her chin using his slender fingers, he whispered, "I've told you before, I can never leave your side, for we are bound together for eternity." ••• I hope you all will enjoy this one. Discord: Kuchi_G #4215 You can contact me if you have any questions about the story. Happy reading ಠ‿ಠ.

In a world where 100 Earthlings are summoned and trained as heroes to stop the Demon King: “Hey, jackpot! I got an A-level aptitude!” “Really? I’m only C-level…” “I’m a ‘Fire Mage.’ This is an S-level aptitude. Awesome, right?” “Sounds good? I also got an S-level ‘Adamantine Warrior.'” Even casually listening, excited voices penetrated deep into the ears. Seo Woojin checked his ‘status window’ with a gloomy look. ==================== ■ Name: Seo Woojin ■ Occupation Aptitude: Demon King[Unable to measure] ■ Level: 1 ■ Skills: ??? [Passive] ==================== Lifting his head, a large banner hanging in front of him caught his eye. 『Welcome, warriors from another world who have responded to the summons to prevent the 8th devil invasion.』 Something sparkled in Seo Woojin’s eyes. “Ah, I’m screwed.”

NASA never researched it. For the eye cannot penetrate the Land of Ice; flat land shrouded in demonic mist, cursed trees. There's a big secret there. Including a clan that longs for the emergence of Maindless, a spell fragment capable of bringing all the eyes to eternal death.

"Let me embrace my newfound role as the antagonist, and become the epitome of villainy." Amidst the havoc she had caused, a young girl stood with cascading silver locks framing her visage and eyes as profound as the depths of the ocean. The once lavishly decorated grand hall, filled with melodies and aristocratic laughter, now teetered on the brink of anarchy. The assembled nobles, accustomed to lives of opulence and extravagance, had never fathomed such a spectacle could unfold before their eyes. In a graceful pivot, Aria's devious smirk adorned her features. Her elegant gown billowed with an air of calculated elegance, and the subtle click of her heels reverberated through the now tumultuous chamber. While she had been labeled as a villainess, she was determined to prove herself as the greatest purveyor of wickedness. Perfect - that was the word that had long defined Aria's existence. She hailed from an impeccable lineage, an inseparable companion, resided in the most exquisite city, and was betrothed to the love of her life. Every conceivable desire she had was fulfilled. Her relentless efforts to assist those around her - her friend, her fiancé, and her subjects - had only resulted in a cruel twist of fate, a brutal severance of her own head. "...you are the villain..." The words uttered by her once-trusted confidante seared into her soul, leaving an indelible mark. They penetrated so deeply that Aria underwent a profound transformation, altering almost every aspect of her being.

Ashley is a CIA agent on assignment in the wilderness in Serbia to penetrate a group of rebel under the leadership of Cavoski Petrova... What she didnt expect is to meet the sniper Luka who loves to torture her at the same times awaken a desire she didnt know shes capable of feeling... ... is love even possible between two people with different views in life? will hate turn to love? ... will there be a future between the prisoner and the captor???... NOTE: 》cover image is not mine but edited by me 》this is a short story only

As my eyes remained locked into Jordan's, a sudden rush of memories flooded my mind, transporting me back to our innocent childhood days to the day Jordan told me that he would be the first and only man I would ever mate. Overcome with emotion, tears of both happiness and pain trickled down my ear as I held Jordan's head firmly. "Sweetheart, you know I love you, right?" Jordan whispered, his voice deep and sensual, breaking the cold silence that had enveloped the room. "I know and I love you more," I responded in a broken whisper. "I have fantasized about this moment for years. A moment you would look me in the eyes and tell me how much you love me as you deflower me," I said as tears continued streaming down my ear. I had always fantasized about a sweet moment with Jordan. A moment that was free of pain. I never knew it would be the sweetest and most painful experience I had ever experienced in my life. "My heart beats solely for you," Jordan's sensual voice lured me into a relaxed mood as he continued trying to penetrate me.  ________________ Jordan, the Alpha Prince, fell in love with Thalia, a common maid and a human who served in his wealthy family. What seemed like childhood affection blossomed into an unbreakable bond. The more the werewolf community tries to stop them, the more they uncover lots of buried secrets that make them realize that Thalia is not actually who they think she is. [Warning: Mature Content]

"I'll give you five million bucks if you can give me a child." The man's hoarse and sexy voice was like a devil's whisper. In order to get enough money to pay for her grandfather’s medical bill, Maisy Owen got into a strange man's bed. "Good girl." The man gently caressed her face like he was treating an obedient little pet. And then, he suddenly pressed her against the huge thing on his crotch. "If you dare to bite it, you won't get what you want." Choking, Maisy could not help but shed tears, but she still tried her best to play along because she had to get pregnant as soon as possible. However, Jay Hamilton was a very moody man, and he had no intention to let her get pregnant. She was played by him again and again but there was sign of her getting pregnant. She became so anxious that she had to go out of her way to seduce him, letting him take her to pound town regardless of time and place. After putting in an incredible effort, Maisy finally got pregnant with the devil's child. Knowing she was going to be free, she felt she was over the moon. In nine months, she would become the youngest, single, female millionaire. No one would ever know she was prisoned by a man and treated like a puppy. All those days of being pounded by him would go up in smoke. However, she underestimated the desire Jay had for her. After she had been pregnant for three months, he had his way with her again. "You're so thirsty!" The man caressed the swell of her belly and put a ring on her finger overbearingly. "Don't you ever try to run away. You're taken." "No, this is not what I want!" Maisy protested, but was penetrated more intensely. "So do you want this? No hurry, I'll give all of it to you."

Jilyanna's face paled when she saw the man coming out from an expensive car. His face was as handsome as she last remembered but his dark eyes were cold and penetrating. His lips pulled up into a devilish smile making her heart faltered in its beat. "Why don't you return with me my sweet wife?" his voice was husky as he beckoned her to come closer. "I'm not your wife sweetheart. You've mistaken me for someone else." Jilyanna played along but her eyes were scanning her surroundings for possible escape. "You're not? Then give me back my sperm." Jilyanna choked at his words. She did promise him to be his wife, but she didn't want to get married at all. However, she did steal his sperm and it's over a month old.

Danica Bright, a high school girl who falls in love with a college student, named Harry Jaeden Carson. She had no idea that Harry was the leader of a gang. All she knows is that her love is now burning red. A flame that penetrates her heart for a blooming love that she experienced. All ending to ashes that made her realize something about him. He had been planning this relationship the whole time. They are both in trouble since the gang’s enemies have a plot to disband the gang. What will happen to Danica and Harry?