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A Tender Rose Romance

Romance Yuri

The omega Luci, who came to Earth for the first time, thought that she was bound to die, so she indulged once, but unexpectedly discovered that the people on Earth can also delay her fever period, giving her hope of surviving. The manager brought her into the set and warned her repeatedly not to mess with Teacher Chi. She looked at the beautiful woman, her eyelids twitched slightly, sorry, it’s over. Others said that Chi Yinghou was cold and indifferent, a flower of the high mountains, who could only be seen from a distance, but not touched. Thinking of her cramped appearance that day, Lu resigned. During the filming, Lu Ci played the role of the high-cold president. His aloof and indifferent demeanor amazed the audience. After the performance, Chi Shuang handed her the sleeve and asked “Touch my clothes to see if I am the wife of the president.” material?” Lu Ci: ………? At the awards ceremony, backstage, Chi Shuang blocked her in the dressing room “Little Luer, I haven’t seen you for so long, do you miss me?” The corners of Lu Ci’s eyes twitched slightly, looking at the man’s restless hands “It’s only been two hours.” When seeing that person always trying his best to have intimate contact with him, Lu Ci once thought it was the sequelae caused by her ingesting too much of her own pheromone, and with a little apology, tried to cooperate with her thoughts. It was only later that I realized, huh, a certain person’s nature was just revealed 
OliveSyke · 235.2K Views

A Hot Romance: Ariana's story

Ariana had been struggling with her smut novel lately. Her readers had found out her weakness- that she was a virgin with no experience in dating. To overcome her struggle and gain inspiration, she decided to rent a 'little white face' to 'experiment' and study a man's anatomy and physiological reactions. But there was a mistake halfway. She ended up meeting an 'impotent' man who had similar struggles as her, instead of a sultry little white face. **** Cale's body was numbed. He could not lift a finger, but he felt hot all over. The body part that could not rise even in front of a seductive woman was standing little by little. The woman who 'drugged' him approached him with a whip in her hand. She wore a very conservative outfit and looked like she was attending a funeral. Her small face was covered with a veiled black hat. "As I requested, we will perform a BDSM play. It will hurt a bit. I am still inexperienced, but I will provide enough compensation after this task." Cale: "....?" What request? He had never received a request! Ariana could see the horror in Cale's eyes. She tilted her head in wonder. Mr. Flowerboy had previously claimed in the chat he liked BDSM play. Had he entered his role immediately? Amazing. As expected of a pro. Ariana tried to make her expression seem like a dominant master to match Mr. Flowerboy's professionalism. She had to show him that she was serious about it too. "Let's start, Mr. Flowerboy." Cale: !!! Who was the flowerboy?! I am not him! ..... A few weeks later. Instead of reporting the woman who 'drugged' him to the police, Cale shamefully looked for her again for a second session. Ariana: "Why do you want to be tied up and spanked again? Could it be... you are really a masochist?" Cale: ".....I have no choice either." How could he explain that his 'thing' would only work when this woman touched him?
Avalondra · 10.9K Views

His darling rose

"I never knew you were such a cowardly man," she began, her tone sharp and biting, her chin raised in defiance. "Too weak to break the news to me yourself. How pathetic." "It isn't like that," Ezekiel protested, stepping closer. "I have my reasons." "Reasons?" she snapped, pulling her hands away as he tried to hold them. Her glare hardened, a look of disgust flashing across her face. "My lady," he began, his voice thick with longing as his green eyes searched hers for any trace of understanding. Tentatively, he lifted a hand toward her face, only to let it fall back to his side. "I thought you, of all people, would understand me. Hear me out. This is what is expected of me—what I must do to secure my title. I—" "How is that any of my concern?" she interrupted, her voice like a whip, cold and unforgiving. "Do you expect me to be swayed by your empty words? Your honeyed excuses? I won't be moved by this pathetic display." "Can you just listen to me?" he snapped, his voice hardening in frustration. "Listen to what?" she shot back, venom dripping from her tone. "Your pathetic moaning and excuses? You've made a mockery of me, Ezekiel. You humiliated me—used me as nothing more than a bauble to decorate your arm before discarding me like trash. You are pathetic." "Eris," he growled, his once affectionate green eyes now shadowed with an eerie red. "I am still Duke Loxley, and I will not tolerate this tone from you. Know your place." She flinched at the harshness of his words but held her ground. "Sienna is a necessity," he continued, stepping closer to her. "I have to marry her to secure my title, but my affection—my care—it remains with you. I love you, Eris." The confession hung heavily in the air, but she did not falter. Instead, she took a deliberate step back, curtsying with practiced grace. "Apologies, Your Grace," she said, her voice detached and cold. "This mere human seems to have forgotten her place and overstepped. I will ensure it never happens again." "Eris..." He reached for her, desperation seeping into his voice, but she pulled away, her movements deliberate and precise. "Please excuse me. I will be taking my leave," she said, turning on her heel and walking away without a second glance.
Kylie_Smith_4751 · 3K Views
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