Skinny Dip

There are countless parallel worlds beyond what we know. The people who first discovered this secret named it "Yan Fu". Each world is a different fruit on a tree, and the person who shuttles through different fruits is called "Yanfu Walker". Yanfu Walker is given different Heritage and trained to complete Yan Fu missions in exchange for rewards. In modern society, the Martial Arts sects have declined one after another, and martial arts prodigy Li Yan suffers from leukemia, making it difficult to survive by opening an audio and video store. One day, a person named MO appeared and took him into the Yan Fu world under the pretext of being able to cure a terminal illness. So "Hejian Skinny Tiger" Li Yan resolutely stepped into the world of Yan Fu, awakened the inheritance of Gu Huo Bird, and embarked on the path of survival in a different world. The truth of the world, Yan Fu's goals, the secrets of the walking organization, and the ambitions of the rebel organization are far more than that…

Fu Xiang's body jolted in anger."I will kill you". He spat. "I will make sure you and your family rot in hell, it's the only place fit for the likes of you". Zhao An Na laughed, lips curved in a taunting smirk to him Fu Xiang's words sounded like a joke and it might have well been one, if you were threatened by someone chained like an animal and as skinny as a skeleton, you too would think it was a joke. "Pray tell me how would you, you would be dead in a couple of days," Zhao An Na said. "Or maybe weeks if you are lucky". He added after some thinking. "Even if I have to crawl out from the out of hell, I promise you that I will make your life a nightmare," Fu Xiang said. "I would love to see you try" Zhao An Na smirked. " ****** Fu Xiang, a rising beta actor, seemed to have it all – a loving boyfriend, a loyal friend, a supportive family, and fame. However, his life took a dark turn when he uncovered a buried secret from his past. Betrayed by his closest confidants, he endured torment before his passing. Reborn as Feng Mei Hui, an omega heir to a multi-billion-dollar company, Fu Xiang seeks closure and faces the challenge of confronting those who wronged him. His only potential ally is Han Yichen, his supposed fiancé. Will Fu Xiang find it in his heart to trust again and open up to Han Yichen, or will the darkness of vengeance consume him entirely?

After reincarnating eight times unsuccessfully due to a glitch in the netherworld, Jia Hao finally reincarnated in the world of Urban Fantasy, an eroge game that he played before. However, he realized the game was currently in the bad ending mode and he is powerless like a side character without any game system. Skinny dude who blackmails girls? Check! Fat Ugly Uncle who lusts after women? Check! Blonde haired delinquent whose eyes are covered with bangs? Check! As Jia Hao was wrecking his brain to how to change the plot, he found a mysterious pot that can take him into an ancient world, and the items he brought from the modern world transformed into heavenly treasures! " Now, you dare to gaze at my women? My dear wives! Beat him to death!" Jia Hao ordered as he leaned back on the chair like a salted fish.

Translated Novel Titel: 带着空间在逃荒路上养崽 After retiring, Gulan opened her eyes and found herself in a strange place. There was a little kid lying on her body, crying for his mother while sleeping. ...So she...acted as a mother... ...What? Save your son and raise him up for you. ...What? If you don't agree, you will disappear. ...Okay! Better to live than die. Looking at the skinny little kid with a big head, Gulan was silent. ...From then on, she began her miserable life of raising a child.

A man in his thirties was standing in front of she-devil's grave, under everyone's watchful eyes, he dropped the flower to her coffin, his tone was full of ridicule. "Congrats on your death." Next year he came, "I won. You lost to me and I will live well. Just rot in there." Next year he came again, "I have a pretty girlfriend and I will marry next year. My life is good. Nothing to worry about." Next year he came once more, "I will stop visiting and forget you! My life is better without you! See, I live well!" But he came again the next year and the years after that. People said he was hunted by his so-called arch-enemy. That even after death, the devil did not even let him go. He stood in front of her grave. His once handsome face had turned old and wrinkly. "Bei Sangyun, I cursed you. You are not allowed to rest in peace. You must be suffering there like me, right? You devil..." He might be the last one standing. But his life was the same as the dead's- lifeless and empty. He did not live well, he never once marry and his heart was never at peace. And it was all the fault of one person. ***** Bei Sangyun was a big bully in high school. The target of her bullying was the skinny boy in her grade, Fei Chuan. They were classmates once in kindergarten and met again in high school. But one day, just a year left before graduation, the big bully suddenly changed. One day, Fei Chuan hesitantly opened his locker. The other night, the big bully said that she left something in his locker. He did not really want to open it. He was afraid a poisonous snake would come out of his locker. However, his report card was there. With gritted teeth, the young boy opened it. However, what appeared was not a hideous thing as he expected, but a bright pink letter with a little heart sticker as a seal. It turned out, the surprise was scarier than a snake. Was this a new form of torture? Since then, Bei Sangyun relentlessly chased the young Fei Chuan until the two got married. ****** This is a story of rebirth. The two arch-enemies who could not live under the same sky had become sweet lovers.

Daniel Jason was a pretty-faced, skinny kid with a rare cognitive disorder that made him blind to faces. His inability to memorize faces and feeble looks marked him as a constant target for bullying at school, but his beautiful face and gentle nature ensured that he was not alone. He was born into a peaceful family, had had people he called friends. He even had a girl he had a crush on. But fate was a cruel thing. It chose to take those little joys away from him too, to leave him as a broken vessel unable to distinguish between the horrors of his nightmares and his cruel reality. ...Perhaps they were never separate in the first place. It was time for Daniel to wake up— Truly wake up and face his Destiny. Hi there! This is my first novel, so forgive me if you find me lacking in any way. I promise to improve as I continue, and I assure you that you won't regret reading this! Update Schedule: One chapter daily at 12:30, Mondays – Fridays. Each chapter is 1000+ words, though some are reeaally long!

'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.' -- Williams Shakespeare --- "Should I dip my hands in holy water so I can touch you?" His breath fanned her neck as he spoke close to her ear, causing an anxious shiver to run down her spine. Her eyes widened before narrowing slightly. "You are crazy." She whispered back with a shaking voice. "Why?" He asked, awed. His eyes now staring at her. "Because you would get burned." --- Opposites attract. That’s what everyone says, but light and darkness are two very contrasting entities. Annabelle is the perfect definition of pure and innocent, while on the other hand, Kione is the opposite of that—dark and a devil with an angelic appearance. Too forbidden to be a perfect match.

Marcus Jones was a passionate soccer enthusiast who found himself in the afterlife with another chance; haunted by the memories of a painful life and driven by an unrelenting passion for the game, Marcus chose a second chance to fulfill his dreams. As he navigates a world of selfish clubs and soccer prodigies, he realizes that soccer is not merely a sport but the grandest stage in the pursuit of dreams that transcend the boundaries of human capability. Guided by his undying love for the game, Marcus confronts the challenges that thwart his journey to greatness. "The Soccer in Me" explores the themes of pursuing dreams, second chances, and cherishing life as Marcus Jones grapples with his past, embraces his present, and strives for a future where the echoes of the past propel him toward a destiny that transcends the confines of mortal existence. In a world where the pitch becomes humanity's battleground, and love defies constraint, Marcus learns that every kick, every goal, and every heartbeat is a step closer to the eternity of his dreams. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author: I am trying to dip my toes into the idea of writing, so constructive ideas or corrections is greatly appreciated. Just know that to repost a chapter messes up the book in people's Libraries, so any mistake you find I will correct on my Original Document, but will not be posted on Webnovel until I finish the novel and repost the whole thing with all the edits. - Expect Chapters to be anywhere between 500-800 words, obviously it could go over, but the minimum will always be 500. - I do not have a set schedule for posting, but I want to try at least once a week. - There will be elements of Romance and it will be heavily explored, but the main theme of the novel will always be Soccer/Futbol. No Harem.

Support your author For donation: https://ko-fi.com/elmielos ---------------------------- "Hi, yes you aren't dreaming, it's the chubby Kelly," I say inwardly as I see the unhappy face expression of Jason who is disheartened. The guests laugh at us. They call our couple all sort of names. "The prince charming and the pancakes' eater Kelly" is one I can sadly remember." "I, Jason Bentley of the South pack, reject you Kelly Thompson as my mate and the Luna Queen," he declared fiercely. *** Kelly Thompson, an eighteen-year-old curvaceous and wolfless she-wolf, has been quietly admiring Jason Bentley, the heir apparent to the throne of the dominant South pack, for a number of years. Unfortunately for Kelly, she doesn't get the same attention in return from Alpha heir Jason, as the handsome daughter of his old father's Gammas, Betty Nord, is already the love of the pack's future Alpha. But, the plump Kelly has an advantage over the skinny Betty because of a strong vow made by Jason's father, the Alpha King Don Bentley, that his son will marry the daughter of his Betas who gave their lives two years ago in a fight against the North pack's fiercest adversaries in order to preserve the life of the Alpha heir. But clearly, nothing goes as smoothly as Kelly imagines.

Caught in the crossfire is a short, skinny, ordinary young man (CHARACTER PROGRESSION INCOMING) who nearly met his end. Fleeing for his life, his terrible sense of direction leads him to a room cloaked in demonic flesh. A soft voice echoes in his mind, guiding him through the shadows toward a mysterious sword. Compelled by desperation, the young man draws the ominous blade, unraveling its arcane secrets. To his surprise, the sword speaks, addressing him as its master and offering a chilling proposition. ....................................... In Modern World New Chapter Every Day + One Extra For Every 10 Power Stones

Maxwell is a professional sugar baby and otaku that got transported into a NTR eroge as the fat and ugly antagonist. [Ding! Thr Heroine Capturing System is online!] [The Main Character is Skinny and annoying as f*ck! Make him pay for this!!!] ]Daily Mission: Make 5 people consider Rope Maxing[ [Reward: + 3 centimeters in height] ]Daily Mission: Mog at least 3 people with A+ in looks[ [Reward: + 4 months of natural tren] "Elixirs? Nah I am all natural!" "He is 54 kg 5'3 ugly Ectomorph, how can he even attract women?" "100 Squats? Training legs? Are you right in the head?" "How dare you be femboy. Do you know how much testosterone you are wasting." "Hiding my power? No way I am hiding those things." Watch Max as he dominates the world of talent and cheat abilities with only the power of self improvement. ........................................................................ No BrainRot (NO yuri, NTR or Yaoi)

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

In a small coastal town, Lily and Thomas lived just streets apart but never truly met. Lily, a quiet artist, found solace by the beach, sketching the horizon as the sun dipped. Thomas, a bookshop owner, often walked past her favorite spot on his way to work, captivated by the stillness in her presence. Their eyes would occasionally meet, a brief connection of curiosity, but words never passed. One evening, as the sky turned deep purple and the first stars appeared, a storm rolled in. Thomas, caught in the rain, ran toward the beach to seek shelter. He found Lily, drenched but smiling at the beauty of the storm. "You’re not afraid?" he asked, his voice barely heard over the crashing waves. "No," she replied softly. "I find peace in the chaos." Her answer struck him deeply. Without thinking, he sat beside her, and they spoke of dreams, fears, and the worlds within their souls. It wasn’t love at first sight, but the beginning of a connection neither could have predicted. As the months passed, they met more often, sometimes by the sea, other times in the dusty corners of his bookshop. Their bond grew, quiet yet undeniable, like the steady rhythm of the ocean waves. One night, under a blanket of stars, Thomas took her hand. "Lily, I never knew silence could speak so loudly," he said. She smiled, her heart full. "It was always there," she whispered. "We just needed to listen."

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the vast expanse of the Aethereia Wastes. Zhilakoa stood at the edge of the sacred forest, her feet bare and her toes curled over the edge of the cliff. The wind whispers secrets in her ear, carrying the ancient wisdom of Eywa on its gentle breeze. She closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of blooming razorflowers and the distant hint of smoke from the Kraelion Empire's encroaching forces. "Zhilakoa, daughter of Jaya, the time of great change is upon us," the wind whispered. "Will you answer the call, or will you falter?"

In a dark night a skinny male walks out of a house shaking with iron armor on and a long diamond sword he walked forward and began scavenging with a torch in his left hand his with people in black robes with crossbows in their hands and a banner with a weird symbol in it follow this man closely i watched intently as i reported it to a gang located in a warehouse.

Earth has always been the center of attention in the known universe. The Atlantian wars, The Egyptian Gods' regin, Werewolves and Vampires... The fairy Kingdom and the void... Scar is a skinny man that looks in his 30s but can tell events that happen long before human existed on earth... who Scar is or was isn't known... The only thing that is known is that HE started the Organization G.O.A.L in the 60s... Group Of Awesome Leaders... Banding together Earth's most powerful, Heroes, Warriors and Assassins to defend it against any tyranny that comes their way... Working with the Galactic Alliance to aid against the Red Star Empire...

Arathan was living his second life just like his first, in poverty and pain. As a last resort, he had become a sailor to escape and live a better life. But, as always, fate had turned its back on Arathan. At sea, their ship was caught by the mighty beast, Dersinous, and the only way to escape this creature was to sacrifice someone. The crew quickly decided to offer Arathan, who was seen as skinny and useless, as the sacrifice. As Arathan was thrown towards the beast, and its teeth began to tear his body apart, the emptiness he felt clashed with his desire for revenge. And with the help of a strange, unknown power, Arathan rose just as he was about to die! The power of the sea was now in his hands! ...Or at least, it could have been. Arathan would set out on a long journey to rule the seas and throughout this journey, he will meet many comrades, and there will be many women to warm his bed.

Dying then getting reincarnated wasn't something I thought possible. Yet here I am. But did it have to reincarnate me into a... skinny dog? A small bone-y deer...? A very hairy, with some feathers, hunched over... thing? 'What the hell am I?' [You are a baby {–––––––}.] 'Hm, a –––––––, aye...' Instead of thinking about my new self, I thought about something else, something bad. I felt the terrible, horrible, terrifying need to make a bad, baad pun. 'Hey, System.' [Yes?] 'Ice to meet you.' [...] I began to chuckle. A few quiet wheezes of air puffing out. [...sigh.] (This novel is on hiatus for now)

please don't expect anything here. go now shoo this is gonna be an uncompleted work anyways. I just wanna dip my feet on story making now go away from this book before u get disappointed. also it has some filipino references and culture here cause i just want to.

In the werewolf world, where the society hates Omegas, 18 years old Paisley Ivory finds herself stuck with her broke life with no emotions. The day she lost her last part time job, she found herself standing before two men from children care facility and a skinny and malnourished 17 years old boy. To bring a cruel thunder on her fate, they announced that she was legally bound to raise the boy who was the son of her long lost unofficial adopted sister who was pregnant at the same time with her mother was pregnant with her. They were sisters by law or blood but her so called adopted sister twisted the law and put her name in his custody before self surrendering herself. Now, 18 year old Paisley Ivory, an Omega who has no one to rely on become the guardian of 17 years old boy who has a kid's mentality. But when she learned about his real identity, she was speechless. She was going to raise a Lycan who has a kid's mentality. However, she doesn't know, the boy with no general knowledge has hidden a very dangerous secret, only to find her future bounded to his, as his obsession.

"Feel how wet you are, taste yourself", she commanded again and I tasted my own juice. "Delicious"......... ~ Nova Matthews, a mother, a fighter and most importantly, a survivor. Rachel Sanchez, a loner, a fighter and most importantly, a drowning soul. Two people on different boats but on the same sea, identical scars that holds different stories and in search of one thing. Love. ~ "Nov....", She gripped my waist and whispered. "Let me pleasure you, let me taste you", I dipped my head and nipped on her neck, eliciting a soft moan from her," please". I looked at her, asking for her permission and when she finally defeated the storm that brewed in her electric blue eyes, she nodded at me.

When Liao Zixuan woke up, he learned that he had been transmigrated into the game, Fallen God. As he didn’t want to embarrass the Trasmigrator Army, he was ready to work hard to become a legendary boss. However, things changed when the small girl was shocked by his sudden appearance. She studied Liao Zixuan for a while before warily reaching out her skinny hand to touch his head, not of a human but a wolf instead. Liao Zixuan did not get transmigrated as a human but became a Summoned Beast known as a Dark Flame Wolf. That was just a minor problem for him, who was known as the top sparring partner back in his world. Many years had passed since then, and the game was introduced to a mysterious Night Empress that terrified the kingdoms. She also went by the name of Witch of Destruction, Holy Saintess of Elements, and Commander of the Abyss Fort. Outside of the game, she was seen by the players as a legendary character who was seen in every corner of the main storyline, a lady who was the dream of every male player. What no one knew was that behind the Night Empress was Liao Zixuan, who tended his farm happily. He looked at the Night Empress, who used to be a small skinny girl, then at the giant cabbages on his farm and grinned. Look! Both of these are the results of my hard work!

[Mature Content, No Rape, Sweet/Cute FL] A beautiful mermaid was suddenly thrown into a strange new world due to some prophecy she didn't understand. Her beautiful azure and indigo mermaid tail was transformed to human legs and she was forced to the surface without any guidance, completely clueless as to how to survive. Follow sweet Naia’s journey as she slowly understood more about the human world and what she needed to do, affecting various human lives along the way. It was just that... in some strange turns of events, she found herself dipping into the entertainment industry. Her beauty and talent let her sashay into becoming a household name with unprecedented momentum, leaving a trail of high-quality admirers in her wake. It was just that these men... were helpful as they were troublesome. How could this affect her mission? [Warning: Naive FL (at first) but will grow as an independent woman by arc 2] *** The cover and images are by lovely awesome ladies Lotuslin and QueenFrieza~!

Presenting Zainab Hassan, who has a fair complexion and is plump and vivacious. Her hair, which she wears a hijab over, is darker than the gloomy evenings. a set of glasses that are usually worn on her symmetrical face, perfectly forming her nose and concealing her stunning grey eyes. Her presence is not anyday the talk of the town as with an average height and weight she can usually go unseen by many. Though she does not fit the description of being fat, she tries to lose weight and wonders what it is be skinny and naturally beautiful just like her friends. However, it is said that beauty is subjective and that God is the best judge of beauty. Zainab might not be aware of this proverb because, like many of us, she is self-conscious about the way she looks. In the world where being beautiful and skinny is the mostly a way of making money, Zainab is oblivious of her actual beauty which is her amazing character, helpful nature and a beautiful soul in which her Lord resides. Tragedy can not strike twice right? Wrong! For Zainab it has. A huge incident has taken place in her life. If that is not enough, she now has to go and stay at her relative's place. However, there is a catch! She will live there not as a family member but as a maid.Though strange but true, there comes a time when our own loved ones can neglect us and backstab us. Tommorow is her first day as a maid in her own realtives house....join her to know what circumstance and tragedy led her to where she is and how her life unfolds. ****** Every smile has a backstory that deserves to be shared. Let's see how Zainab's journey turns out to be. Possibly a new house? New people? What will happen? Will some people love her and others not?

Are you looking for: *Realistic Dungeons *Crossing between split time-lines *Believable progressive growth *Apothecary work with an eccentric teacher *And more? Andrew thought they were testing for a Virtual Reality. He was half-right. No one really knew how the global medical and scientific empire, Millennial Enterprises came about. All that they knew was that they had risen from the ashes of World War III, and brought about miracle-like changes never before seen to a world in desperate need of a savior. Now, nearly half a century after the war, having contributed the most towards society's restoration, and despite introducing the necessary technology years before, they were finally dipping their own toes into the Virtual Reality sector. Jumping at an opportunity to participate, Andrew felt that he finally might have an in on getting his sister's currently incurable ailment resolved. It was a horrifically mutated disease like few others that came about in the aftermath of the war. Not all was as it seems though. Powerful corporations always have an agenda. It just wasn't known, what was their intention and what was the catch? ********** Warning!!: This is a slow burn story focused on Mental and Emotional development(with violence sprinkled in), as that is the basis behind the main character's power. ********** This becomes a Truer Lit-RPG with far more action at the start of Book 2, but I won't ruin the surprise. ********** Monday/Wednesday/Friday releases

In the land of Darkhaven, where the sun dips into the horizon and paints the sky with hues of crimson and gold, the balance of power is about to be disrupted. Kae, a young warrior with unyielding determination and a sword arm strong enough to shatter steel, finds himself at the center of a brewing storm. With the guidance of Lyra, a mysterious and enigmatic woman wielding a delicate dagger and harboring secrets of her own, Kae embarks on a perilous quest to unravel the mysteries of Darkhaven's ancient past. Their journey takes them through treacherous landscapes and into the heart of a dark, ominous forest, where twisted trees whisper secrets to the wind. As they delve deeper, they're pursued by the enigmatic Red Warrior, a masked figure shrouded in mystery and driven by motives unknown. The fate of Darkhaven hangs in the balance, and Kae must confront the shadows of his own past and the darkness that threatens to consume the land. Will Kae and Lyra be able to uncover the secrets of Darkhaven's ancient ones, or will the shadows consume them all?

This is a long story about how a teenage beggar struggling for his life gradually grows up into a world-destroying devil emperor who is about to sit on the Skeleton Throne with an evil sword. At first, as a skinny teenager, MC was too weak in his childhood to slaughter with his strength. But his tricks often worked well for him to deceive and manipulate others. However, as our MC ascended in his strength, his acts of slaughter and ruthlessness with his own power blossomed increasingly brilliantly. The main character is a villain with a sword-shaped supreme devil whose whispers can make all virtues and morality fallen. Step into a realm where the line between right and wrong blurs.

I am here in my favorite spot.. Dipping my feet knee-deep the sea water from the dike.. In deep reverie as I glance unto the horizon in front of me. Is this serenity or anguish? Deafening silence every after splash of water unto the cemented concrete.. I look around languidly as a tear threats to travel from my eyes down my cheek.. The moon shines in its full glory by now.. Its magnificence covers all surfaces in vivid glow and sparkle.. But not my thoughts. My head is raging with unpleasant thoughts and I am feeling utterly worthless! I look up to the sky.. Stars doomed as outcasted by the moonlight. Why do I feel like I am one of the many stars tonight? Feeling so powerless under the same moon. Someone is always better than me.. Someone is always worthier than me.. A tear triumphantly glides down my left cheek.. Would there be a single person who won’t ever give up on me in this life? Everyone seems to be leaving me behind. Would there be someone who won’t ever leave me? Like my family did. I wipe my tears as I continue admiring the prowess of the moon, hoping for whatever miracle, whoever deity is the moon for me to behold.. I held my chest as I feel undeniable pain of incompleteness deep in my heart.. I have been searching my place of home for so long.. I needed to find my rest. I solemnly wish.. I want to be loved truly, deeply and everlastingly. I looked up the moon one last time and hoped fervently. Truthfully, Amara

In the year 2852, within the fourth district of the Underbelly of Silver city, humanity’s fragile existence faced its darkest hour. The first mass outbreak of Parasite infections in over 80 years took place. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the cobbled streets, the air thickened with tension. As the people's faces etched with fear, clung to their homes and petrified in the streets. Children huddled in corners; their eyes wide with terror and confusion, who could blame them. And then it happened; the outbreak, a number of people reaching five hundred started randomly attacking and devouring one another, this seemed to be happening all over Silver city debris rained down from the upper district, the infection increased with each encounter. The people scattered; their screams lost in the chaos. Families torn apart; homes reduced to rubble. The Parasite’s—mindless, insatiable—descended upon humanity. The once￾safe streets ran red with blood; it was the survival of the fittest friend turned against friend and sibling against sibling each running for dear life. And so, humanity was brought to a rude awakening, deprived of the safety we once felt and fallen prey to fear and uncertainty once more

I slapped her ass once more as she shrieked and blurted, "I want it in my ass, all please...fuck my ass." I replaced the ball gag and aimed my cock for her asshole, only to slip into her pussy. She groaned deeply but then began to squirm again as I dipped my fingers into her juices and began to lubricate her little pucker. She groaned when I added two fingers deeply. After some more pussy juice and fingers, I pushed the head of my cock against her little anal opening. I Write R18 Adult Stories support me for more cultural content