Bleach Uryu Tickle

The spectral legions of Zephyr the Abyssal, Dark Lord of the Abyss, bring an icy death to the world. Bleached bone mountains rise, a testament to his tyranny, while tormented souls, twisted into demonic servants, bolster his ever-growing army. Humanity's vibrant history is a fading memory, swallowed by the encroaching darkness. Yet, against this overwhelming despair, the sun's life-giving warmth persists, nurturing the fragile seeds of hope. The embers of peace, though faint, still glow, a defiant spark against the abyssal night. Nestled at the foot of the imposing Mount Cinderfang, within the protective circle of the ancient bronze Citadel of Whispers, lies the secluded hamlet of Whisperwind. This sacred site, home to the Celestial Monastery, is guarded by monks imbued with righteous might. Within the Monastery, these monks maintain a tireless vigil, their disciplined ranks a bulwark against the encroaching darkness. Their sacred duty: to protect the people of Whisperwind from the formidable magical forces that threaten from beyond the Citadel of Whispers. The memory of Elder Theron's stand against Zephyr the Abyssal and his legions still echoes—a battle of unparalleled ferocity that stained the autumn afternoon with the blood of countless fallen. Good and evil clashed with a rage unseen before, overwhelming the Celestial Monastery. Forced to retreat to the sanctuary of Mount Cinderfang, Elder Theron, grievously wounded, hid a peerless spiritual treasure deep within a secret chamber beneath Oracle Falls before his death. With his last breath, he merged with the surging energies... Creating the Infernal Lock formation, the people of Whisperwind, protected by the Citadel of Whispers, have withstood countless attacks from the demonic hordes over the years. This powerful shield afforded the Celestial Monastery precious time to train exceptional disciples, true paragons of martial prowess. The legend of a hero who would vanquish tyranny would remain untold were it not for the appearance of a certain individual: Drakon, an orphan boy from Whisperwind. Fate led this youth to encounter the Sunfire Drake, a divine beast hatched from a colossal golden egg, possessing the power to unleash devastating flames. Drakon's destiny was forged in three blades: Crimson Edge, a longsword representing humanity's strength; Dawnbreaker, a legendary blade imbued with divine power; and Nightshade, the infernal blade of the demonic legions, a weapon that bound the fearsome Obsidian Drake. This duality—the Sunfire Drake against the Obsidian Drake, light against darkness—mirrored the internal conflict within Drakon, the eternal struggle between good and evil, the choice between righteous and wicked paths. With his draconic companion and his ultimate weapons, Drakon ascended to the pinnacle of power, a figure who challenged both the demonic world and the forces of light. To understand better, I invite you to step into the world of mysterious stories, accompany me in this novel "Blood red sun day kill Gohts"!

Renn was an accomplished musician with a promising career, returning home from a trip to the other side of his country. The following morning, he received a call from a friend that started a tragic series of events, culminating in an early meeting with Truck-kun. He felt every detail of his death, and had already accepted his fate, before realizing things weren't as simple as they seemed when he woke up in a different body in a place he wasn't familiar with, or so he thought. Alone in a new world, he endeavored to understand his situation, and soon noticed a few details that pointed him to a shocking conclusion...

El Rey's menacing gaze bores into the waitress, his jaw clenched tight as he awaits her response. The crowd watches in silence, each person understanding the dire consequences of the situation, yet none willing to interfere. Finally, the waitress speaks, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, sir," she stammers, her body trembling as she sinks to her knees, resigned to her fate. As the waitress lowers herself to the ground, El Rey's gaze travels downward, lingering on the curves of her exposed cleavage. Her meager uniform leaves little to the imagination, the fabric straining against her voluptuous figure. A smirk begins to creep across El Rey's face as he watches her, his eyes glinting with newfound interest. The situation may be to his advantage after all, he thinks, a dark hunger stirring within him. In a fluid motion, El Rey approaches the quivering waitress, enveloping her in a cloud of smoke. With his free hand, he reaches for the name tag on her chest, giving it a playful flick with his thumb. A predatory grin stretches across his face as he studies the name on the tag, savoring the moment. "Maria," he purrs, his voice low and silky as he leans in close, the heat of his breath tickling her ear. "You're going to make this up to me, aren't you, Maria?"

Ichigo Kurosaki is abandoned by everyone after sacrificing his powers and leaves everything behind friends, family, Shinigami. To start a new life but finds out that the afterlife is not the only supernatural in the world... This happens after saving his sister from the hell incident there will be lemon/sex curse words blood and gore and so much more AND THERE WILL BE GENDERBEND

"Tickled Tales: Laughter at Every Turn" is a collection of hilariously absurd short stories packed with outrageous characters, unexpected twists, and laugh-out-loud moments. From disastrous coffee runs to misadventures in everyday life, each tale is a rollercoaster of comedy guaranteed to leave readers grinning, giggling, and gasping for breath!

This is my First time writing. The story is based on an OC who would have traversed over in classic fanfic fashion. The OC is born a few centuries before the start of the main story. I might put in a few AU elements into the story so prewarning of that. No Harem.

“You think you have everything figured out by forcing me to marry you, don’t you? Tsk!” Roxanne spat mockingly, her eyes spitting fire at the man before her. “I love you too, Roxxy.” Sebastian regarded her with an endearment that always caused her skin to crawl. A soft smile laced his lips-one she longed to wipe off his face. If possible, Roxanne wished she could tear his treacherous face with her bare hands. “I will so make you pay, Sebastian Sinclair. You would wish you never crossed paths with me. That is a promise!” As she whispered these words into his ear, her warm breath tickled his skin, causing Sebastian to lose control. Before she could step away from him, he swiftly grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. The slow love song in the background added to the fake image of love between the couple. The grand wedding reception had no flaw, except the singular couple that stood in the middle of the dance floor. One was overjoyed to finally have her, while the other couldn’t wait to torment him for every pain he caused her. “Get your filthy hands off…” Before Roxanne could finish her words, her husband claimed her lips hungrily, causing her to go stiff in his arms, after all, she couldn’t push him away in the presence of all the guests. The loud cheers and applause filled the room, making almost everyone envious of the power couple. However, one thing was certain, all hell would break loose soon enough. ============== In her past life, Roxanne Winslow felt nothing but pure hatred towards her husband. For all she knew, he got her brother arrested and later murdered in prison. However, he still used that fact to force her into a marriage, hiding the truth about her brother’s death from her. As payback, Roxanne cheated on him, plotted, and even schemed against her husband, until she was finally faced with a divorce agreement from Sebastian. It was only after she gladly signed the divorce document and ended up betrayed, scammed, miserable and dead that she realised Sebastian Sinclair has always been the umbrella that blocked out the scorching sun for her. Now that she got a second chance to live, Roxanne would worship the ground on which Sebastian steps, just so he won’t bring up the topic of divorce. She must atone for all her sins, protect Sebastian, and make him happy in this lifetime. The problem is, even if she wanted to remain Mrs Sinclair, a thousand reasons were waiting to tear their fragile union apart...

Zhang Xuan was unexpectedly reborn just before the zombie outbreak. By a lucky coincidence, he obtained the corpse-refining technique secretly passed down by his ancestors. With this technique, he refined himself into the peerless Heavenly Ancestor Zombie that surpassed the four great Ancestor Zombies. When the zombie apocalypse arrived in full force, Zhang Xuan, who had achieved great success in corpse-refining, burst out like a fierce lion. "Just you zombies, you dare to challenge zombies?" Zhang Xuan snorted disdainfully. "Even if given the chance, you are useless. Is this tickling-like attack just to tease me?" And the woman who had spent a night with Zhang Xuan was actually a mysterious vampire? When the two faced each other, the vampire was instantly dumbfounded and thought to herself: Can I really handle such an existence? Zhang Xuan's gaze accidentally fell on the coffin left by his ancestors, and he was so shocked that his jaw dropped. "Damn it! Oboi! Chang Yuchun! How did these once-in-a-generation prodigies all become zombies? This can't be opened easily. What if the king of men, Di Xin, is released? That would be terrible!" Until the alien army...

*This is an R-18 story. It involves foul language, sexual content, and violence.* Lucifer the Second, also known as Louie, is the only child of the Devil. His father is the notorious archangel who betrayed God, and his mother was a ruthless and powerful demon. Louie is a unique half-breed who's eager to step up and take over as the ruler of Hell. However, there is a catch. He must marry. But his future queen is not just one of the half-demons that populate Hell, but an angel. Unbeknownst to him, his father and grandfather made a deal when he was a child, and now he has to honor that deal if he wants to take the throne. Louie believes that his bride-to-be will be nothing more than a nuisance, but when she arrives in a fiery explosion reserved for those angels that have been cast out, his world is turned upside down. It doesn't take long for Louie to realize that his fallen angel is not what he was expecting. Fiesty, outspoken, and cute, he finds himself very intrigued by her and the secrets she holds. Follow Louie and his angelic bride as they navigate their unconventional relationship and embark on adventures in this slow-burn, spicy romance. Excerpt: "What do you propose then?" She asked, lifting her head off his leg and taking a drink from her glass. "You're letting me decide?" He smirked, putting his drink on the side table and leaning forward. "I didn't say I'd agree." She rolled her eyes before turning and leaning her back against his legs, placing her own glass on the ground next to her. Lucifer leaned back against the couch and stretched his arms across the back of it, "I was just going to suggest you make right on our deal from earlier." He proposed. "Ahh." She answered, tilting her head back so she could see Lucifer's face, which held an amused look and a genuine smile, "You really think you held up your end, huh?" She asked with her own smirk, once again letting her head rest on his legs as she looked straight up at the star-speckled sky. She was a wee bit tipsy, and maybe that had something to do with how she was feeling, but it really was a beautiful night. With the warmth of the little balcony playing alongside the moment of sharing their deepest pains with one another, She found herself not only feeling closer but also quite comfortable with her Devil. "Undoubtedly." He replied to her question, and she raised a brow, "Admittedly, there was a hiccup or two, but nothing that ruined the evening." He defended, "Plus, I resolved them, did I not?" "A hiccup?" She scoffed, looking as far up as her eyes would allow so she could see him, "Someone tried to kill me, Luce." Lucifer placed a hand on each cheek and leaned over her so that he stared directly into her eyes. Pools of blue looking down and sparkling emeralds looking up, "Tried." He said in almost a whisper. She felt his warm breath on her forehead while his hair tickled her face, "Didn't I protect you? Kept you safe?" "I suppose," She agreed, blushing as he shifted forward a bit more so that his lips were now just an inch or so above hers. "Then may I please have what you promised me?" Lucifer asked again. She swallowed and gave a slight nod.

An anime fan ends up reincarnated in the world of Bleach. While he hopes that a system or something like any other isekai will appear to help him, he will have to discover his own abilities for himself and decide what to do with his powers.

In a universe teetering on the edge of chaos, Auralis Ji Xin Mon, a brilliant noble born with unparalleled control over elemental and psychic powers, rises through the ranks in his quest for ultimate knowledge and power. Driven by a hunger to rewrite history and establish a world where he’s worshipped as a savior, he seeks the fabled Heat of Pandora—an artifact capable of erasing history and bending minds to his will. But his ambition comes at a steep price: a pact with Pandora that demands a decade of his life and the sacrifice of his only loved one. Opposing him is Aliys, a descendant of the revered Chrono Valkyries, warrior maidens of immense power who wield the arts of Okai and Uryu, capable of controlling time and transforming in battle. As Auralis grows closer to his goal, Aliys is trained by her mother, Aisha, a former Chrono Valkyrie, to master ancient techniques and harness the power of the Bloody Valkyrie Form, a state of enhanced strength that tests her sanity. Joined by a half-giant warrior and their steadfast mentor Herly, Aliys and her allies prepare for a journey across mystical realms and dangerous dungeons to stop Auralis before he reshapes reality itself. But as Auralis uncovers more secrets of the Heat of Pandora and begins his conquest, both hero and villain confront the lengths they’ll go to seize control over their destinies—and the sacrifice that true power demands.

"System Binding to host... System activating... 10%... 40%... 100%... Binding complete, host now has the Bleach System. You may call me... Siri." Kiyota Jin is an anime fan who reincarnates into the Bleach world. In his previous life, he was a high school boy, and he died while crossing the road he got hit by a car. When he woke up, he was neither at a hospital nor his house. Discord: https://discord.gg/ZP54SW4d99

In the midst of the winter season, the cold air that tickles my nose and the thick clothes I was wearing to keep my body warm and the slippery edge of the rooftop building I was standing. The city covered with snows as snowflakes keep on falling. Ah, this is the best day to die... The cold winter was reminded me of my parents. Will they cry if I die? Will they regret everything that they've done so far? Or they will still stay on my very-ill older sister side?

This is a world where a king is the most powerful. Being a king make you can travel through the world and choose the strongest people in the sub-worlds as retinues As long as countries are established in different dimension spaces, they can integrate their resources, land, civilization, and cultivation system into their own king’s world to expand their territories and accelerate the process of civilization. Qin Yi soon discovered that these dimensions were familiar to him from his previous life. in Naruto’s world, the integration of ninja civilization, the whole people are ninja. into bleach world, conquer the world, expand the world map let the world evolve into a shinigami civilization. Is this just finished? No, everything is just beginning! Dragon Ball, journey to the west, Marvels, Pirates, all the sub-worlds, is the nourishment of the King’s world civilization! Btw I do not have permission to post it I am doing this because I do not want to read I want to listen so if you have a problem just give me one star I'm not doing this for you I'm doing this for me

She was a human despised by her family but was strongly desired by the vampire king. Evelyn Starkins, a human born in a vampire family and was chosen to be the sacrificial lamb offered to the Vampires. Her fate took a new turn when the King realized she was the one he was seeking. He couldn't resist her. ........... "Do you think you can run away from me?" Eve heard his deep voice whisper in her ears which made her knees weaken. "I can if you let me," she said hoping he would free her. "And you think I will?" He brushed the tip of his nose lightly along the sides of her neck, causing her breath to hitch. He pulled away to stare at her flushed face. "Breathe my charm." "Breathe while you still can," he growled, his hot breath tickling her ears. "You tried to run away, and now you will get punished." He pressed his lips to her neck, leaving trails of fiery kisses along her skin. "I'm going to make you regret every step you took," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "I'll punish you so hard that you'll beg.. but for more." His fingers grazed her skin, sending shivers down her spine as she fought to control her breathing. She knew she should be scared, but the way he was he took control of her body, the way his touch ignited a fire within her, made her shamelessly excited for his punishment.. ....... Note: cover is not mine

[Mature content and trigger warning] Jeremy stepped closer while Eloisee stepped back. His lips tickled up into a smirk, his fangs out for the world. “ You thought because he was here to take you, you'd be safe from me? How naive my little pet, you can never escape me, even if you go to the edge of the world ill still be here.” Eloisee’s eyes widened. The choice of words Jeremy used were the same ones he used before, she started to scream in her heart. Not in that room, anywhere but that room. “ Jeremy stop, n-not here.” She let her thoughts slip out her mouth while tears fell freely down her face. Eloisee's back hit the wall and a veined arm slammed on the wall beside her head. She looked at the red eyes trembling. “ Oh so now you can talk back, such a spine you developed.” Jeremy spat, his face distorted from spite. ********************************************************************** Pain is all Eloisee Eileen knew, abused and mistreated by her stepsibling and stepmother, she has aspirations to run away and become an omega without a pack, just as her dreams are coming true and she is close to escaping the pain, she gets the shock of her life. She is being sold off to the Bloodhowl pack Alpha Riviera Luminary, to be his treasured wife in exchange for the Silvermount pack getting an alliance and resources. Being the alpha’s wife, Eloisee has to navigate the treacherous path of being a wife in a new pack while fighting demons from her past and present trying to drag her to the depths of hell with them, while finding it in her to love her husband and mate.

The waves ripple around me, calling me in a whisper, Into the deepest part of the ocean. As I walk on the soft sand, the water sweeps over my feet, surrounding where I stand, giving me the sweetest sensation. Oh ocean, why do I feel so attracted to you? Why do I feel the tickling of your whispers? As it causes cold shivers down my spine. I could hear your gentle lullaby, It roars like a lion, yet so steady and honest Just like a refined diamond. Oh, sea, why do you call my name in a whisper? Caressing waves upon the shore, Once again you beckon me. Why do you show yourself at my doorstep? Why do I feel your presence everywhere I go? Why do you call me so desperately? I want to know, cause when the sea calls? Who will answer?

Power comes with a cost... and it was something she was willing to trade her soul for. A few nights before her wedding, Lauren sought a way to break her fourth engagement. Known for her bad reputation as the rebel princess, she was the only lady who had the guts to step foot on the Everston mansion, the house of a notorious warlord, in the middle of the night. She offered him a wicked alliance that the entire kingdom did not see coming: a marriage. A vixen pretending to be a damsel in distress and a man whose crimson eyes screaming for bloodshed. Could something blossom in this treacherous dance of lies and deception? -- "Are you upset?" She eyed him sharply. "Should I be honored that I got tricked by you, milord?" He drank the remaining wine in his glass with one gulp and put it on the wooden table. He stepped in front of her. His hand was on the rail on her side while his other hand grabbed her glass and finished her wine before putting it down. The way his Adam's apple moved with his every violent gulp made her feel a tickling heat around her nape. When he brought his attention back to her, he licked his lips to wipe off the trace of wine. "How shall I make it up to you then?" he asked with his deep voice, like a seductive devil asking his victim how she would like to be killed. Dangerous yet… enthralling. - Note: This is a dark fantasy-romance genre with a lot of gore, family feuds, steamy scenes, twists and turns, and other explicit content (no rape) that will rile you up and might give you a heart attack so basically this is not for soft-hearted ones, so read at your own risk!

A dark time when the creatures of shadow descended unto the tranquil human lands, making their existence known. A time followed when empires were led by humanity's conspiracy and betrayal, a time filled with hatred, but unbeknownst to the humans, they were only mere puppets, pawns of greater beings of darkness, entities with the power to crush anything and everything in their way. What happens when a small human girl catches the eye of one of these so-called greater beings, a pureblooded Lord? Can an ant such as her survive the political strifes and fearsome feuds between the lands and the monsters that control them. For those who fear vampires, ghosts and the unknown, I offer two words of advice… Tread lightly. -------- "Why should I avoid him? He was a perfect gentleman, a good man," Katherine Welcher argued in his defense. "Good or not, neither matter," Alexander Delcrov warned her, "As long as you're under my wing, you shall behave and listen to my words. Do not let any man kiss you, Katherine. I don’t want others to call you improper." "There was nothing improper about it! And I'm not yours to obey," she blurted out in annoyance, feeling her face flush with embarrassment for the second time this evening, "I mean, you can't order me aro—-" "So disobedient," he stated with nonchalance before moving his hand from her waist to her back, pulling her closer to him as they danced. His breath tickled her nape. "So you’ll only listen if you are mine?"

"What about us, Janelle?" Gideon asked, kneeling in a pool of blood. "We never existed!" Janelle replied "I gave you everything..." Gideon said "After taking everything away from me? I don't think you were expecting me to gloat over a piece of cake, after you destroyed my entire bakery!" Janelle replied tearing "I loved you, Janelle" "Your love was torturous, Gideon" "Says the woman who rejected a sacred bond because of rumors. Janelle, walk through that door, and we'll be strangers" "So be it!" **** Gideon followed the sweetest aroma that tickled his senses, until he found the owner of the sweet aroma. Janelle Johnson. Reserved. Calm. Happy. These were the words he would use to describe Janelle Johnson before she lost everything. Based on rumors, she rejected a bond she's longed for, her entire life. Evil. Wicked. Bold. These were what Janelle thought Gideon Sparks was until she had a close look at him. Fighting his own battles silently, Gideon watched Janelle slowly lead her people out of the hardship they landed and lended a helping hand. Rejecting his help was one thing her ego wanted, but her people came first. Accepting his conditions, meant she was exchanging her freedom for that of her people.

In this dark comedy, we meet Don, a logical and cold-hearted African American man who was once the most evil supervillain in the world, responsible for the deaths of thousands. However, his life takes an unexpected turn when his mother slaps the black out of him, transforming him into a white man. To make matters worse, he is then killed by a 6-year-old child wielding an energy blast and finds himself in Hell. Don finds himself in Hell, but even the underworld can't handle his audacity. He beats up Satan, rips off his clothes, and shamelessly shares the moment on Hestagram, the Underworld's version of Instagram, for all his demons to see. As a result, Hell kicks him out, unable to keep up with his troublemaking. Now, Don is faced with an ultimatum: work for God as a therapist or face soul erasure. Reluctantly, he becomes a therapist, traveling to multiple worlds and universes to provide therapy, advice, and counseling to the strangest and stupidest beings he encounters. While Don enjoys being back to his original black self in the afterlife, there is little else he finds appealing about his new role. Forced to use the therapist name "White" despite his skin color, Don maintains his jerkish personality, delighting in being rude to his clients and cracking insulting jokes. He firmly believes that he is the embodiment of evil and sees no reason to change. This dark comedy follows Don as he begrudgingly fulfills his responsibilities as a therapist, embracing his wicked nature while working for God. Remember, folks, this is dark comedy. Don't take anything I say too seriously. But if you want a taste of my unique brand of therapy, well, strap in and prepare for a rollercoaster of insults and questionable advice. Don't say I didn't warn you." Disclaimer: This is all dark comedy, folks. It's just a wild and fictional tale to tickle your twisted sense of humor. Remember, it's all in good fun, and evilness is not to be taken seriously."

Elio placed a firm hand on my waist as he drew me even closer to him. His breath tickles the shell of my ear and he presses the barrel of a gun into my crotch. "I expect all my men to be loyal and faithful to me, Mr. Jensen, including the one I am sticking my dick into. You belong to me."

Satu tahun telah usai sejak Szayelapporo diseret Ukitake kembali ke Neraka dan dunia telah kembali damai. Orihime sukses dalam bisnis toko rotinya dan telah memiliki banyak cabang di Jepang. Ichigo sukses dalam pekerjaannya sebagai translator dan sekarang dia bekerja sebagai translator sekaligus asisten pribadi Perdana Menteri Jepang. Uryu juga sukses dalam menjalankan Rumah Sakit keluarganya dan sekarang telah membuka 15 cabang Rumah sakit tersebar di berbagai kota. Sado telah menjadi petinju kelas berat profesional di luar negeri. tanpa mereka sadari, kehidupan mereka yang damai dan bahagia akan segera berakhir.

The super-sensitive Abyss Lord, imprisoned in the deep sea, always accidentally tickles the itchy flesh, and the clumsy researcher with his hands and feet.

"Breathe in, breathe out!", Hmm..., doing yoga isn't that easy!, Alexa silently said. She's doing some flexes, twisting her leg to sort of breaking it though not then the same thing done to the other. After that, she went down and spread her hands up, thus, bent down, butt on top In a push-up position. Did five or more push-ups and laid her back on the mat (ground) and did a half positioned sit up, to improve the 'abs'. "Just so you know, my abs haven't made that pack, not yet, maybe, in two years time or so (He! He!). Alexa smiling, while imagining what it'll be like when that happens. Since she was very inspired to do the work outs to improve her health and to impress her love. It's so sad to think I'm loving someone who is so popular and Jodie Moon, isn't someone who just love and really fall in love with an ordinary person. Yet, I know as a star she knows what she wants and always gets it. I'm good now. After my prolonged break-up from my womanizing boyfriend of 10 years, I am just relieved we ended up as friends now, maybe so. Okay, maybe not as good friends, but we talk occasionally. Hey! Alex...what are you doing?, Shane asked, my annoying but cute sister, who kept on interrupting me while I exercise. "Stop....(Shane touching my face...)...stop it.," while I get up and position my self sitting with hands on top of my folded legs. Alex!, teach me yoga!, okay!, Shane said irritatingly. Oh!, Shane stop, I can't concentrate. Please!, Shane insisted. Okay, okay!, later!... how about now!!!. Alex tickling Shane who wanted to escape her grasp, but it was too late. Alex was already over her and Shane was giggling hard until she almost cried. Alright, I'll stop! Ha! Ha!, How about joining me now? Shane looked at me and shook her head in tears. No!, some other time!....and ran out of the door. Haaay! I sighed. Silly girl! Sometimes I just want to bite and pinch her cute face in adoration. I love her so much! Done with yoga. Now I need to check on my emails, Facebook, Instagram and Twitter. Being a photographer and blogger isn't really an easy job but not as difficult as it seems either. I survive on artists, models and showbiz personalities who cater and support my work and talent. By the way, I'm Alexandra Steele, Alexa or Alex for short. And this is my story, your story, our story all together.

Della Mabel died tragically after being called cursed and transmigrated into Theodore Castillo body, whose death was really mysterious. The real Theodore was more mysterious then she could ever imagine since for others the real Theodore (Theo) was mentally ill. Soon after transmigrating she got tangled with a really cold blooded Prince in an accident. He now doesn't want to leave her and what more, he want to own her?? ... Slowly she lifted up her eyes and from leg to head stared at every thing and gulped. Jasper was standing in front of her while drying his hair which gave him a more sexy look on his totally naked body. Not even a towel was blocking Theo eyes from reaching Jasper's abdomen and she again gulped and silently turned around to leave. Her heart beating faster and nervousness was written all over on her sweaty face. Jasper grabbed her collar and pulled her back, "Where do you think you are going after having such a nice look at my breathtaking body". Her throat was dry because of the nervousness and she gulped twice and thrice but didn't turned toward him since she could feel his naked body which was touching her back as he kept her from leaving the room. "Breathtaking body? Hahaha.." forcefully she smiled. Her body leaning on his and he left her collar and grabbed around her waist, "Are you insulting this prince charming sexy body? Why don't you turn around and have a talk with me in that way you will be able to know how good my body is". It was as if her body left the strength and breath become quicker, "Won't it be good if you wore some clothes before having a talk with me. Don't worry, I won't run away!". He chuckled and his warm breath tickled her nape, bringing his face closer to her nape he took a deep breath as if sniffing her, "Run away? Even if you escape to another world, I will still get you back". She pushed him and looked in his eyes forcefully even though her eyes were dying to avert the direction, "Well, it was my fault that I came from window without telling you". "There is no need for a sorry, if I want to get even with you, I will just put off your clothes until I see you naked and get my revenge," he replied.    

After a lifetime of failed job interviews and a penchant for embarrassing stutters, he finally catches a break when he's reincarnated into a new world. There's just one little hiccup: he's now sharing his undead body with a cantankerous ghoul, and the ghoul's vocabulary is, well, rather limited—it's all about poop. Armed with a wealth of knowledge from his past life, Alex is ready to conquer this new world. There's just one problem—his new body lacks any skills, status, or coordination. Imagine a zombie trying to tap dance, and you'll have an idea of the hilarious situations that ensue. And that's not all! Meet the "Glowing System," his not-so-helpful assistant in this crazy cosmic comedy. The Glowing System has a knack for sarcastic commentary and can't resist poking fun at Alex's misadventures. Whether he's stumbling over words or trying to negotiate with his ghoul companion (who can only communicate in phrases involving "poop"), the Glowing System is always there with a quip. Join Alex on a rib-tickling journey of self-discovery as he navigates his undead existence, attempts to regain control of his body from the potty-mouthed ghoul, and tries not to scare away potential friends with his unorthodox communication skills. Can he overcome the ultimate challenge—his own rotting body—and finally find success in this quirky afterlife?

Dr. GibeHug, the esteemed doctor with a razor-sharp wit, is no ordinary physician. With his unparalleled ability to dish out sarcasm and witty comebacks like a pro, he spends his days navigating the hilarious and unpredictable world of medicine. Join Dr. GibeHug as he takes you on a rib-tickling journey through the corridors of his medical practice. From the moment he steps into his clinic, it's one comedic encounter after another. Whether he's facing clueless patients, baffling symptoms, or even his own twisted sense of humor, there's never a dull moment in his sarcastic kingdom. Watch as Dr. GibeHug battles everyday challenges with a side-splitting blend of sarcasm and compassion. His quick-witted banter will leave you in stitches, but beneath that sardonic exterior lies a heart of gold. Through it all, he manages to connect with his patients and provide them with the care they need, all while keeping them on their toes with his sharp tongue. So, grab your prescription for laughter and get ready for a dose of hilarity with "The Sarcasm Doc" This webnovel guarantees an uproarious ride that will have you laughing, crying, and appreciating the unconventional ways we can find healing in the unlikeliest of places.

Mature content (18+) "How far would you go for love?" [COMPLETED BOOK 1] Cruel and twisted Atlas Martini had 3 rules. 1. Never mix business with pleasure 2. Don't ever give second chances 3. Never get emotional attached to someone. He has never been tempted to break these rules until he met her. His new secretary, Meredith Rossi. With her big glasses and doe eyes, she was the most innocent and pure woman he has ever met. he couldn't wait to taint her. To ruin, claim and bend her over his desk. She was supposed to be a prey for him to play around with until he found himself addicted to her. Like a drug, he craved an overdose. Now she was his secretary, His Angel His good girl. A woman with dark secrets, Meredith Rossi didn't think running away from home with her little brother would change her life forever. Her boss was everything she should avoid. Fierce, ruthless, a promised pain and sexy as hell. When he proposition a devilish deal she agreed because life was too short not to live out your dark fantasies. Temptation was the ultimate ruin of man and if she was going down she might as well pick her poison which was him. Now he was her Boss Her dominant Her ultimate downfall. Theirs was a love story that questioned how far you would go for love---would you fall in love with a cursed monster? --------- ---------- Excerpt; "You got such a dirty imagination for an Angel." Atlas grasped her chin in one hand and forced her to meet his gaze. "Touch yourself Angel." Atlas ordered, his breath tickling her ear. "Let me see what you do when you are alone with your dirty fantasies."