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A Millionaire Up North

Content: [Matured] “Brother Abubakar.” Soliat’s hardened nipple brought a moan to her lips. “You’re too conscious, it’s driving me insane.” He brushed a thumb to her lips. “Let me ask you a question, what I did at the party, did you like it?” Her heart hitched and she did not know her nipple would harden more than it already had, except it did. “Answer me.” Slowly he trailed a hand from her face down to her neck, then her cleavage to in between her breasts, pushing the towel downward. “I—we—it was in a public place, I—I don’t know.” He eyes left his finger and the assault it was committing to look at her face. “Would you know if I did it again?” He did not wait for her to reply and dragged off her towel, kissing her to the bed. “Brother Abubakar,” she moaned. “It’s Abubakar now.” He broke the kiss to say. He peppered light kisses on her cheek and trailed it to the sweet spot on her neck. “I will touch you, Solia, but I won’t go all the way, is that okay with you?” He covered her breasts with his hand and her reply came in soft moans. “Ahh!” She whimpered when his finger pinched her nipple and a pleasure pain swept through her. “There’s a thin line between pain and pleasure, darling, and if you let me, I’ll show you.” Then he replaced his torturing hand with his mouth. “Abubakar.” She arched her chest so that his warm mouth would completely cover her aching bud. “That’s more like it, moan for me some more.” He gave her hardened bud a torturously slow lick while his hand manifested on the other peach. His hand travelled down her body, twirling on her skin and caressing her waist. “Do you like this, Solia?” “Yes, Brother—“ He bit her nipple. “Shall we try that again, do you like this, Solia?” “Yes, Abubakar.” Super hot, right? why not check out the book! It started with an idea and ended in the loving arms of a Muslim widow. Edegbe’s journey up north took a twisted turn and landed him in a dire situation where he had to choose between his friendship and love. In a frigid northern state, Edegbe finds that death is rife and normalcy is a luxury, but he is adamant and fights against all odds to achieve success. What he achieved instead is a dazzling relationship with a Muslim widow whose twin brother is madly in love with a woman whose interest, for a short while, laid with his friend. Edegbe let the drastic turn of event lead him, until he had to choose between his friend and the woman of his heart. Will Edegbe abandon his love, the woman who made the terrible things about the north bearable, or will he forfeit his friendship of many years? Please support with your gifts and votes.
i_am_damien · 16.1K Views

Naruto : The Wind Calamity

The MC transmigrates into Narutoverse in the body of a civilian orphan. Luckily for him, the transmigration results in chakra being unlocked. Follow the story of the MC as he grows in power and stabilizes himself into the world of ninjas and trains to be the strongest.  Warning :  1. The MC won't be op for a long time. All his power would be gained via hard work and training over years (so if u want an op mc right from the word go, this one ain't for you) 2. No harem (probably no romance either) 3. There will be a lot of killing (maybe gore too, not sure if I can do gore right though) 4. The story will start slow. Quite a few of initial chapters will be around training, orphanage and academy life, instead of directly becoming a Genin. 5. MC is a careful person, he won't put his life at risk unless there is no other choice. 6. I haven't read (nor will be reading) Baruto. So Baruto plotline won't be considered much in here. What to expect : 1. Smart and consistent MC  2. Lots of training 3. MC manipulating the plot to his advantage 4. A lot of original arcs.  5. Plot will mostly stay the same (at least till Shippuden), but I won't repeat any scenes/dialogues that took place in the manga (as I'm assuming you've already read it). Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto or its characters (except the original characters I create). The image used in the cover isn't mine and belongs to R. J PS : It's my first fanfic, I'm hoping it turns out good. All reviews and constructive criticisms are welcome. Grammar and English should be fine, but I'm not sure how good the dialogues and scenarios will be. Hopefully I'll improve as this fanfic progresses forward.
Devil_Hex · 28.8M Views

Chronicle of a Necromancer: Resonated the Phoenix in Me

Judge from Hell Verdict: He is righteous Judge of Righteousness Verdict: Kind-hearted Judge of Kindness Verdict: He is charitable Judge of Charity Verdict: Proceed to the final Judge Judge from Heaven Final Verdict: Defendant should be granted reincarnation And that was how Lurky found himself in his current body, possessing the new name Lukas. Lurky was an acolyte in the only Temple of Light that existed in Old City. As one of the renowned acolytes of the Temple, he was to lead a group of believers on a Pilgrimage to Mena, the Pilgrimage Centre of all existing Temples in the world. On their way to Mena, something fiery happened. Fire arrows shot out from distant areas; from above; from sides; targeting the crowd he led. Amidst the crowd, were his dear ones. His mother and sister, but he could save none. Not even the closest believer to him. They all died. And that was how he found himself in this place, an entity he always heard existed. A place that will determine your everlasting happiness or sorrow. So, he was going to be judged. The final verdict of the judgment thrust him back to life, as a reincarnate in another body, Lukas’ body. And not as an acolyte, but a potential Necromancer. Not only that, he was in another city. No longer Old City but New City. Join me to follow Lurky (Lukas) as he travels the New City with only one mission in mind. “Convert Souls and resurrect the Temple of Light.”
Simma_boi · 283 Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 1.3K Views

The Winds of Liberation

Victor Marcellus, once the visionary leader who united Earth under the 'Roman Federation,' spent his final years in peace after ending humanity's lust for war. But as his body grew frail, the gods of a faraway world saw his potential. In Elysium, a land ravaged by wars and monsters, they saw in him the last hope to restore stability before their followers-and they-faded into nothingness. Before his reincarnation could take place, the gods intervened, recognizing that Victor could accomplish a task he had once completed on Earth: to unite and restore a broken world. They granted him the skill 'Archive of Earth,' a powerful ability that gives him access to humanity's vast knowledge, from the simplest inventions to the most complex theories. But to unlock Earth's most vital secrets, he must earn the trust and prosperity of his people-every advancement comes at a price. Elysium is a dying realm. The kingdoms are fractured, and the races of humans, elves, dwarves, demi-humans, and half-monsters teeter on the brink of extinction. Monsters roam unchecked, while feudal kings wage endless wars. Magic, once a gift from the gods to fight monsters, has been twisted into a tool for conquest. Hope is all but gone. Armed with the wisdom of Earth's past, Victor faces the monumental task of adapting humanity's past knowledge to a world scarred by its own wars. Was he truly the right man for the job? In a world on the brink of destruction, can one man spark the flames of democracy and rebuild society? With Astra, the nation he founded, as a beacon of liberty and hope, Victor must unite Elysium's fractured races. But as he lays the foundation for a new world, can he fulfill his grand vision of liberation-one based on democracy and justice? Or will the weight of his past victories prove too great, as war, magic, and monsters close in from all sides? Authors Note: Credit to @Ross for helping me with the cover, I recommend his work as I collaborate with him in story writing too.
Yoshi_Meatsu · 314 Views
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