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Cashmere And Gloss Hunger Games

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"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 · 2.2K Views

The Human Massacre Games

In a world consumed by the rat race, Haruto Oshima stood out as a bright student who despised the rat race everyone seemed trapped in. His dream? A life filled with success, excitement, and lots of wealth alongside his middle school girlfriend, Kanna. Haruto devoted himself intensely to his study, Achieving brilliant success in every exam, and took decisive steps toward achieving the life he aimed for. However, everything changed when Haruto's girlfriend Kanna broke up with him during their last year of middle school, leaving him deeply affected. Just as he was suffering from overwhelming sorrow, the world got hit with a virus known as Covid-19! After years of struggle, the world finally recovered from the pandemic, and people resumed their normal lives. However things didn't remain the same for Haruto Oshima, his educational path was suddenly brought to standstill, costing him five years of his educational life. Haruto’s lack of education forced him to do an ordinary job at a mall as a counter boy forcing him to live a life he always hated, plunging him into boredom and eventually into depression. Things keep getting worse for Haruto as his hatred for his own life started increasing day by day, eventually a tragic event hit his life forcing him to join a game named “Smiley Face Game” where players compete against each other in hope of winning millions of dollars. Unaware of the fact that this seemingly innocent game would turn into a “Human Massacre Game!”
Morbid_Est · 29.5K Views

The Game Of Realms

A mad man has torn down the gates of the underworld. The malicious abyss is alive, and it stares back... ** Zero, a crippled and one handed teenager with a drastically grim outlook on life, has been granted a deadly second chance. Attacked and killed by a mysterious power, Zero wakes up again to find himself in his body that was close to becoming a corpse. Beside him, he finds a scroll with a hefty task and the eyeball of a dead god once known as the Yanluo of hell. "Consume the eye, find the Core of Naraka and begin your odyssey," said the scroll. "You are living on borrowed time. With every full moon that passes, a taste of the horrors of hell shall eat at a bit of your mortal soul. Till you are a slave to your own flesh." Seeing these words, Zero wished to be dead once more. ** Cultivatiors are gods in this world corrupted by darkness, looked upon by the common people as figures of holiness. Yet they are far from that. Tainted by their desire to touch the realm of immortals and break from the cycle of Samsara, cultivators are worse than the demon kind. When word gets out that the god of hell has passed, killed by an unknown power, the cultivation world goes into chaos. Finding the power source of hell, the Core of Naraka, would mean becoming a deity. Now who wouldn't want to become a god? The immortals in the realms above and below have chosen their pawns; hell's power is far too grand to pass on. A dangerous game is about to unfold. Follow Zero, an ordinary mortal. A pawn piece picked by the realm of hell itself to walk the tumultuous path of the dead, face crazed cultivators and immortals, challenge gods and bring down monstrosities of hell. Son of Naraka, choose your class and break the cycle of Samsara! ______________________________ NEW CHAPTERS EVERY DAY! (Only school stuff and emergencies will delay updates.) TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY DETAILED SCENES OF VIOLENCE, GORE AND THE LIKE. READERS' DISCRETION IS HIGHLY ADVICED. Ps. MC doesn't start out a villain immediately. That's a character development that'd take time. This story is slow paced for optimum development. No, the MC isn't going to start breathing fire or flying instantly. There are no filler chapters. Everything is connected. Happy reading!
Nyx_the_Cat · 34.2K Views
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