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Warning… Matured content. “Look at me,” he commanded, his eyes boring into her like black pits of venom. Lilith’s chest tightened as she stared at the floor and the room seemed to shrink around her. “Dinner with the devil is one thing. Staring at the embodiment of evil itself…quite another.” Dracula’s smirk widened, his fingers squeezing Lilith’s chin. “Oh, and do I frighten you, little one?” His eyes burned into her, piercing her soul like daggers “You see now the truth of my power. You thought you could challenge me, toying with my affections as though I were some lovesick puppy.” Lilith sighed, because despite the darkness that swirled around her, she found herself unafraid of Dracula. “Now, look at me, and speak what you have beneath your heart,” he commanded. Lilith’s chin lifted with a surge of defiance. "Dracula Beelzebub. You are nothing but a monstrous abomination." she hissed, her voice dripping with disdain. "A fiend of the lowest caliber, unworthy of even a moment of my time." Dracula raised an eyebrow as he smirked, impressed by her insults. "And yet, you cannot deny that I am the most powerful being in this room." Lilith sneered. "Yo… You deserves to be banished back to the bowels of Hell." Dracula smiled, his teeth white in the flickering candlelight. "Ah, but where’s the fun in that? I much prefer making life interesting for the mortals." Lilith's hands curled into fists at her sides, and she took a step forward. “Interesting?" she spat. "You call torment and misery ‘interesting’? You are a demon, feeding off the misery and pain of others." Dracula chuckled, spreading his arms wide in a gesture of mock surrender. "And what of it? What do you intend to do about it, little mortal?" ~~~~~ Meet Lilith Raziel, a young, beautiful orphan who was born blind. However, when a mysterious creature appears in the woods, Lilith’s life is turned upside down. Her world shifts from darkness to one filled with mystical creatures and the secrets of the underworld. On the other hand, lurking in the shadows, lies Dracula Beelzebub, a devilishly handsome man who relishes in the misery and demise of others. Beneath his charming façade lies a dangerous secret—Dracula Beelzebub is the devil incarnate. And he has set his sights on Lilith Raziel, a woman he’s determined to ensnare in his diabolical plans. _"To love a demon is to have your soul bound in chains of darkness.” — Lucifer’s Inferno. PS/ Thanks a lot (Tearswithnofaces) for gifting me my first Golden ticket) Thanks.

Jamie lowered himself so that his face met mine. "Are you stupid?,” he spat, cocking his head to the side. 
"Jamie!” I rushed between gasps, "you're hurting me." 
Pulling my head forward a few inches, he then slammed it back against the wall. My ears began to make a sharp ringing sound, and I had to close my eyes in order to try and silence the pain. Isobel Tully accepts her abusive relationship as something that's meant to be, a karmic consequence of her past. When she meets a kind stranger, she's reminded of her first real passion in life and why finding it again might just take her to where she's really meant to be, and who she's meant to be with. © All Rights Reserved.

In The Bully's Redemption, Kamsi, a bright yet ordinary girl from Nigeria, moves to Washington, D.C., eager to start a new chapter in her life. But her dreams of blending in are shattered when she crosses paths with Xavier, the infamous bully of Washington DC International School. Their first encounter is a collision—both literal and figurative—leaving her humiliated and furious, and him intrigued and unrelenting. After a chaotic first day, Kamsi rushes out of the elevator, vision obscured by towering boxes. She slams into a figure, sending everything tumbling. Xavier(sneering): "Are you blind or something?" His tone is cold, his smirk arrogant. Kamsi, though shaken, snaps back. Kamsi (sarcastic): "You should be asking yourself that. Are you blind?" His eyes flash dangerously, and his voice cuts like ice. Xavier: "I don’t waste time on stupid and ugly girls like you." Kamsi’s heart sinks, but anger flares. Kamsi (muttering): "Did he seriously just—" Before she can react, the elevator doors close, leaving her seething. Later on, Kamsi, fresh from a calming shower, steps onto her balcony for a moment of peace. The city’s lights stretch before her, but her newfound tranquility shatters when she spots him—Xavier, lounging at the far end, cigarette in hand, his eyes glinting with mischief. Xavier (mocking): "Didn’t know our neighbor was a nudist." Kamsi, heat rising to her cheeks, glares at him. Kamsi: "Didn’t know our neighbor was a jerk." Their banter cuts through the night air, the tension between them thick. But before she can retreat inside, something unexpected happens. Just as Kamsi begins to feel relief, thinking the encounter was over, a voice pierces the night air: Xavier (amused): "I wouldn’t be so sure of that." Kamsi freezes, spinning back around just in time to see Xavier doing something reckless—scaling the wall between their balconies. Her heart races as he climbs with surprising ease, each movement deliberate, until he swings over the railing and lands in front of her with a smirk. Kamsi(alarmed): "What the hell are you doing?!" Xavier grins, stepping closer, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of arrogance and intrigue. Xavier (nonchalant): "Thought I’d keep you company. You looked lonely." Kamsi’s pulse quickens, torn between disbelief and something else—something deeper, stirring beneath the surface. Kamsi(nervous, defiant): "This is crazy, Xavier. You can’t just—" Xavier (interrupting, voice low): "I can do whatever I want." His eyes hold hers captive, and the space between them shrinks as the tension rises, leaving Kamsi breathless and unsure of what will happen next. --- From the moment Kamsi stepped into Washington DC International School, her life became intertwined with Xavier’s, whether she wanted it or not. Behind his cold, sharp words, there’s a deeper intensity, a magnetic pull she can’t ignore. As Xavier’s arrogant provocations continue to draw her in, Kamsi realizes that this dangerous game is only beginning—and it’s one that could change them both forever. In *The Bully’s Redemption*, Kamsi’s world is thrown into chaos as she navigates life in a new country, battles the infamous bully of her school, and discovers that even the most feared tormentor may have vulnerabilities hiding behind his sharp edges. Their story is one of fiery clashes, unexpected revelations, and a dangerous connection that neither of them saw coming.

"Wow,"mumbled the prince. He had never seen such a beauty which was covered with the whitish skin, lips with a crimson hue, and eyes which were enough to challenge the shape of a cock's comb leaf. Her face's ratio was impeccable, he looked at her as if all her qualities had taken a toll on the prince's heart. Dear reader, from the above written scene from my novel, questions like:.... arises in your mind. Who is the beauty which has taken a toll on the prince's heart ? Who is the prince, What is his name? How is the two people mentioned above different or similar from each other? To answer all this questions that had taken birth in your mind, you need to read the novel: In a hunt for the enthusiast I bet you are gonna love it, until the updated chapters come, Keep reading. Keep loving.

“Tell me you don’t feel it too. Tell me you don’t think about it.” I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to find the strength to walk away, to not let this get any further. But when I opened them again and saw the raw emotion in his, I was lost. I couldn’t deny it anymore. “I do,” I whispered, my heart racing as I met his gaze. “But that doesn’t make this okay.” Caden’s thumb continued its soft caress on my cheek, sending sparks down my spine. “I know it doesn’t. But I can’t stay away from you, Anita.” My resolve cracked. In that moment, I hated how much I wanted him, how much I wished things were different. My mind screamed at me to walk away, to leave this mess before it destroyed everything, but my body betrayed me. I leaned into his touch, the space between us shrinking until it was nonexistent. Caden’s lips hovered over mine, his breath warm against my skin. “I shouldn’t do this,” he murmured, but there was no hesitation in the way his hand slipped to the back of my neck, pulling me closer. And then, we were kissing again. This time, it was different—more urgent, more desperate. The kiss was a collision of all the tension, the frustration, and the longing that had been building between us. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me against him, and I felt the hard planes of his body pressed to mine. I melted into him, my fingers tangling in his dark hair as the world spun around us. Everything about this felt reckless, dangerous, and yet, I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop. The taste of him, the way his lips moved against mine—it was all-consuming. But reality crashed in far too quickly. Caden suddenly pulled back, breathing hard. His forehead rested against mine as we both tried to catch our breath. “I can’t… I can’t keep doing this,” he said, though his grip on my waist remained firm, as if he didn’t want to let go. “I know,” I whispered, feeling the weight of our actions settle in my chest. The guilt, the confusion, it all hit me at once. “We’re making things worse.” He stepped back, his jaw clenched. “This has to stop. I need to figure things out with Dami.” I nodded, though my heart ached at the thought. “Yeah. You do.” We stood there in the silence, the moment hanging heavy between us. Everything had changed in an instant, and there was no going back.

This is the story of a popular idol girlfriend, a yandere junior, a beautiful senior, a cold-faced classmate, an angelic pure and lovely sister, a taciturn but gentle and virtuous mother who are all conquered by a big-cock junior... This story basically has two main characters: [1-Xia Wenxue, The one who becomes NTR, 25% MC] [2-Ye Shengge, One who does netori, No romance or attachment, all just sex slaves 75% MC] You can consider any one as MC, it depends on your desire. grammar quality is bad, only those who like to read. ---TAG--- R18 - Netori - Mature - Smut - incest - rape - blackmail - group - Threesome - foursome - hardcore - Ghosts - Milf - etc. Discord link:(photos of the characters and random photos of R18 from the chapters) --- https://discord.gg/zq4eYgb8 ---

Alaric Ashford considers himself an author. Relentlessly bullied and tormented throughout his youth by both schoolchildren and his cold, semi-abusive parents, he retreated into a lonely, reclusive existence, his small world shrinking with every year. Once labeled a "gifted kid," Alaric developed a warped sense of self—a mixture of arrogance and deep self-loathing—believing he’s destined for greatness, even as he despises the bleak reality of his life. His parents' deaths were orchestrated by hitmen, hired by a psychopathic bully from his past, someone who took pleasure in toying with him like a predator stalking its prey. After their murder, Alaric dropped out of college and now spends his days shut inside a dim, cluttered apartment. His life is a cycle of inactivity, filled with nothing but endless procrastination and the dwindling cushion of his inheritance. Alaric convinces himself that success will come eventually without effort—after all, hasn't he suffered enough to earn it by now? But when the universe is suddenly integrated into the vast and mysterious multiverse, and an omnipotent system begins to reshape reality itself, Alaric is forced onto a new path. This unprecedented event could push him to finally take action, to break out of his isolation and connect with others. Or, just as likely, his arrogance and disconnection from reality could lead him toward a swift and inevitable ruin. One thing is clear: Alaric will forge his own story, crafting his own myths and legends—no matter the cost in human lives—as he steps into the role of a Sanguine Mythmaker.

"Listen, buddy, your cock was the last thing that got inside me, so unless I’m having some kind of miracle baby, yeah, you’re the father. Congrats." — Raelynn had one goal that night—drown her sorrows in cheap whiskey after getting fired from her job. What she didn’t plan on was two surprises: one, a steamy night with a ridiculously good-looking stranger, and two, a $10,000 check for her the next morning. Jackpot, right? Wrong. Nothing could’ve prepared her for the biggest surprise of all—she’s pregnant. And the father? None other than Elion Vaelorian, the country’s richest and most powerful businessman, with a face that could melt ice... and a personality just as cold. What Raelynn doesn’t know is that Elion isn’t just any man. And the baby she’s carrying? Let’s just say it’s far from ordinary, and its existence could shake the foundations of the world she knows.

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much. When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up. "What? Is there something wrong?" He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped. He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did. She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

[Do you believe in God?] [YES/NO?] ... Some people choose YES, and some accidentally choose NO. Some are still alive, and some died from being whipped. Some see blood, and some can stretch and shrink. Some have incredible special effects, while others are used to hiding in the shadows. That day. When Irin thought she had traveled through time and space and returned to the past, she found that everything—zizi—zizi. [Error detected… correcting...]

"I didn't save you, young lady. I just spared you," As soon as he caught the USB, he let out a chuckle. "What, I just f****d up today-now you're implying to kill me? We have a deal!" "Oh, my sweet young flower...You don't even take a hint? I was just joking!" "F***. You." I shot him a glare. I couldn't take all of his jokes while my legs are completely numb from that paralyzer gun. All this s**t happened just for that stupid USB. "My, you bark more than you bite. Pretty wild for a young lady, huh?" he shook his head, seeming more amused than before. He then continued to play with his dagger skillfully between his fingers. For some reason, I could see myself as that sharp dagger. He uses me like a toy, nonetheless, he knows what I can do and use it in his advantage while I get bloodied and slowly lose my sharp edges. "Well indeed, we have a deal. You and me. Between a client...and a hitman." I saw his eyes through the glass of his gas mask squinting into a smile and cocked his gun at me like a madman he is. I do not fear someone like him, but when I saw a murder right before my eyes... --- "Awe, don't worry about the deal for now. You did great despite all this...mess we've caused," he crouched down and pulled my face close near to his. His dagger gently traces my jaw down to my throat as if he was guessing where he could end me in the future. "Just keep yourself clean..." He poked a part of my neck, being careful of not leaving a large wound. I know what he wants, that's why he kept me alive. He has what I need, which is why I joined him to get it. "...You'll be the most beauuuutiful flower in my garden. Never ever cease to please me, and I shall keep you alive for much longer," My relationship with him is like having a contract with a devil. If I go astray from this mission, my throat is for him to take. "Remember that...Green Gladiolus." --- In the city of Hana-Puellaweo, everything turned upside down ever since a sudden outbreak of an unknown disease affected its people. The deaths are drastically increasing and most of them were the young people who they hoped could change their city for the better. They only knew that LOVE has caused the spread. Due of this, they fear to feel butterflies in their stomach. How will they keep their feelings despite it being lethal? Will they choose death or find the cure? Yoona Kim, one of the WANTED vigilantes of the city, teamed up with a guy who calls himself RED X in search of a cure. Will her mission be successful and be able to help those in need? Or will these flowers take over her lung and heart before she could discover the solution? Turn the page and we shall unravel the truth. --- WARNING (R-18): The following chapters may contain violence and strong languages. Please be advised that you must be 18 and above before continuing. This novel is also a slow burn romance story. After all, Love is a complex process. --- VOLUMES 1: GLADIOLUS An unnatural disease began to spread within the city whilst the MedExpert Co. have been trying to decrease the possibility of this from killing more people. However, it is out of their control and decided to ask for the army's assistance to commence martial law. Yoona was one of these people who attempted to disobey the new rule. Will she be able to survive on her own? [More volumes to be followed...] --- NOTE: The author updates once a month or randomly.

Jesse is a normal girl from a fucked-up family. The only thing she wants is freedom. Casimir, the dark and ruthless Wolf King, reigns in the underground dens of the wolf world with the power to compel anyone to do anything he commands. But he needs a new mate because the last two killed themselves. After watching Casimir steal the minds and wills of the other women kidnapped as potential mates, Jesse knows he is even more powerful than the urban legends she's heard. Fearing that she might lose herself forever, Jesse offers to submit to Casimir's dominance, make herself his slave, and bear his heir. But in return, he must vow never to use that compulsion on her. Fascinated by her boldness and the surge in his power when she offers herself, Casimir accepts her as his mate. But Casimir isn't the only wolf who wants Jesse. While Jesse cannot deny the sizzling chemistry between herself and Casimir, the King is emotionless and sometimes cruel. She's often drawn to the tender safety offered by a much less powerful wolf. A male Casimir would kill if he knew how deeply they connected. Will Casimir break Jesse just as he broke two mates before her? Will he discover her potentially deadly connection with another male? Or, will the smart and resourceful Jesse betray him and flee with the other wolf? Has the Wolf King finally met his match? *** "The position of Queen requires three things," I snapped impatiently. "First, the ability to bear heirs. Second, submission to me as King and Mate. And third, acceptance that I will not offer love." I stopped for a moment, "My Queen will receive anything material she wishes. But she will submit to me, and I will not bow. She will share my bed, my power, and my wealth... She will not share my heart." I waited, but none of them spoke. Good. I turned back to my servant to order them moved to the next challenge when a quiet but strong voice rose behind me. "Are you violent?" I turned back to the fire-haired woman with a flat smile. "Show me a wolf who isn't. And I am the King of the others. What do you think?" Her throat bobbed. The tear in the neckline of her cotton shirt offered a fleeting glimpse of plump cleavage. My cock twitched. "I meant with your Queen… um, Sire," she said uncertainly. "You said you have to dominate, that she has to submit. What is she submitting to?" I smirked. "I don't make a habit of leaving bruises," I said, letting a dark promise seep into my tone. "But they've been known to happen." It was quite thrilling when she paled. I once again turned away, gesturing to my man to start moving them when her voice rose one more time. "I'll volunteer," she said. When I whirled, she licked her lips then stepped forward. "I will be your mate… if you'll have me." Hiding my shock, I offered my most predatory grin to the poor, naive idiot. "My mate, like everyone else in this kingdom, is my slave. Now... are you certain?"

"Fuck you" Adeline cursed with a glare, she looked at the monster standing in front of her, his towering figure covering her small frame, his grip on her neck, sucking the air out of her lungs. "I have no problem with that Adeline but unless you are in the mood to stuff my cock in that tight cunt of yours then I suggest you stop being a brat" He growled in the alley with his hand pining her against the wall.

"Fuck me," she whispered as a small giggle escaped her lips. I felt my heart jolt from her request. If I had been holding back, this was enough confirmation. I clambered on the bed and hovered above her as my eyes swept over her beautiful body. She was so sexy, I wanted nothing but to claim her - not just for the night but forever. I was not going to rest until I had her. "I will make you feel so good, you will not regret this Alina" I whispered huskily as my cock twitched with need. I claimed her lips,kissing her with all the unfilled desire. After being cheated on by her fiance with her step sister. Alina, the daughter of the Alpha king, feels that she lost everything. Feeling betrayed, she went out in the night to relieve her emotion but there she got kidnapped by a group of people who ultimately took her in the room of a ruthless cursed hybrid-Alpha. He offered her to sign a contract to become his mate to save his throne, to which Alina agreed. But later on she finds that he is her father's enemy. Will her being contracted to the Alpha be a grave mistake? Or she will take revenge on everyone. Little does she know that she can't recognize her mate too.

Desperate times they say, call for desperate measures. Fiona Lopez, after her mother gets diagnosed with cancer turns to a hire a girlfriend agency in order to foot her mother's medical bills. Having successfully paid for the medical bills, Fiona decides to find a decent job before her mother is discharged but gets caught up in a web when she goes for her job interview only to find out that her supposed boss is none other than the man she had played a fake girlfriend for on her last job. Desperate for a job, and not wanting to return to her former job, she is forced into working closely with him even though she doesn't want to. While working closely with him, she soon realizes that love bridges all gaps when she finds herself falling helplessly in love with Liam. Liam Parker is a dashingly handsome, aloof, and indifferent young CEO of the PK Enterprise. After his last relationship where he caught his girlfriend getting engaged to a business partner, Liam decided that he wasn't cut out for love. But when he turns to hiring a girlfriend in an attempt to evade marriage, everything changes for Liam when he meets and falls for his hired girlfriend at first sight. Not only does he fight to get Fiona's love, but he fights to gain approval from his mother too. *****Excerpt**** "I'm sorry Mr. Parker but you have it all wrong. We don't have sex with our clients. It's against protocols," she explained and Liam nodded. "No one would know we did it, right? I won't tell and surely you won't," he said and Fiona looked at him incredulously. "I guess you're drunk," she said flatly and he nodded and stood up. He walked closer to her and whispered to her ears, causing goosebumps to sprout all over her body. "Yes, I'm drunk and you're the only one that can sober me up right now. So, how much?" he asked and Fiona gave him a confused look. What was he asking? How much what? Did she tell him she was selling anything to him? She mused as her brows drew together. "How much? How much for what?" she asked and he ran his finger down her cheek, making it hard for her to concentrate. "How much would it cost me to have my cock buried inside you....." before he could finish, a hot-sounding slap landed on his face, causing him to turn to the side.

When sassy, street-smart Amber from Chicago's roughest neighborhood finds herself transmigrated into Song Yanyan's curvy form, she's in for a rude awakening. Trapped in the gilded cage of Wuhan's snobby elite society, Amber must quickly adapt her gangster wit and tough spirit to this new, foreign world. However, Amber is no wilting flower. With her brave hood mentality and sharp tongue, she turns Master Wu's mission upside down. As she unravels the dark secrets behind her new identity, Amber goes toe-to-toe with the arrogant young master, their flames of rivalry soon sparking an unexpected passion. In this world of decadence and deceit, Amber must fight to replace Song Yanyan's meek persona with her bold, unapologetic flair. From intense clashes to wild romantic entanglements, she'll deliver scorching face-slaps to any who dare underestimate the transmigrated hood princess. Brimming with drama, action, laughter, and jaw-dropping revelations, one thing is certain - Master Wu's wife is no shrinking violet. Can this fish-out-of-water hood princess rise as the elite world's feistiest new queen?

Audrey had the face of the crown princess, and she was determined to be one. It was easy, as no one could challenge her in the crown princess selection. But, all her dreams came clashing when the rejected prince claimed her as his. Her throat hitched as the stranger walked towards her. Her gaze moved slowly to take in his outfit; it couldn’t be what she imagined. He couldn’t be royal. He was just a commoner she had met at the palace a day before. She shook her head slowly. The stranger wore a smirk on his lips, glad to have caught her unaware. She stood still confused by what was happening, and finding it hard to believe the truth. He stopped in front of her, while she cocked her head ready to question his sanity for disrupting a wedding when she felt his lips on hers.

[A Regency Era novel, #vengeance #weaktostrong #heiress #loveaftermarriage #noblefamily #dramatic #betrayal] "Lady Blanchard," the Marquess of Canterbury announced, his voice carrying a hint of surprise as he swept off his cocked hat and handed it to the waiting butler. He then stepped into the drawing room, his eyes immediately falling upon her. The cup of tea and a plate of pastries on the coffee table suggested that she had been waiting for his arrival for some time. "What a surprise," he continued, a hint of amusement creeping into his tone. "Do you require anything from me?" "Indeed, Your Grace," Maggie replied, her voice steady despite the weight of her proposition. The Marquess's amusement vanished, replaced by a flicker of suspicion. He crossed his arms in a haughty manner, his posture demanding an explanation. "And what might that be?" he inquired, his voice laced with a cool formality. "I would like to propose," Maggie began, meeting his gaze directly, "a marriage alliance between us." -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Upon her father's untimely demise, Lady Marguerite “Maggie” Delaney Antoine Blanchard was betrayed by the man he loved, Nicholas Cunningham, and the only other relative she trusted, Nicholas' father, Lloyd Cunningham. She found much-needed support in the Marquess of Canterbury, Percival Clement Duane Locksworth, whom she did not care for due to the unfortunate nature of their first meeting, but who turned out to be the lifeline she needed to exact his revenge and regain the Countess of Huntington title. When Maggie offered the Marquess a beneficial deal in exchange for his hand in marriage, would the not-so-charming gentleman say yes? And if he did, would Maggie be able to win the claim for the Earldom of Huntington and retain it within the Blanchard family's ownership? Or would she crumble under the storm of the Marquess's gaze, his presence a churning sea threatening to engulf her whole?

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.

Most people have imagined that the world they live in is not the real world they want to be. It is created by the emotions of the environment around them, making them feel stressed and exposed to new contexts in a competitive society. Kitty girl, she begins to focus and imagines similar things happening many times in her life. Looks like a novel written about life and late childhood and moves to a new page. As we all know, every story has a beginning, a body and an end to the extent that we can only write it down or expand it and shrink it. It's different when a kitty girl starts to notice the difference that always happens to her, just the problem and the different environment, so she thinks what happened to her is no different from the past history. it sounds like her stories already taxed and prepped stories we called fate. Like the babie dolls in the house, the owner determines the fate. But that's exactly it just what she had in mind before, what she wanted to do next, achieve an amazing thing for herself. She's ready to be the type of person who has a unique way of thinking and holds a pen to write her own story. Even not being able to know what is going on and what kind of event is better than giving up and being left without hope……

“You can not escape from me Tessa.. Your mate was foolish enough to let you out of his sight, I'm not that foolish!” the Lycan king growled at her, stalking toward her with his soft and firm steps, his dark eyes on her. Tessa watched in fright as he moved toward her, his full muscled, naked, sexy and tattooed body scaring her. She moved closer to the door of his bedroom, sweating and panting even as he got closer to her, knowing fully there was no escape for her but she still tried. With one easy pull, he grabbed her waist to himself and carried her effortlessly back to his already rumpled bed, one of the scariest places in his mansion; he always have her whenever he wishes to, just like now. She screamed in pain as she landed into his bed, without any hesitation he slammed his sweaty and naked body into hers, without wasting another seconds, Alpha Shane parted her already trembling leg with his knee and thrust his hard cock, deep and mercilessly into her inner core. She held onto the sheet and tried to hold back her pain and tears but she couldn't in no time she was wailing loudly and begging for help. Like usual, the monster in him arrived whenever he's having her, he became deaf and dumb at once and wouldn't back down until he had satisfied his anger and darkness. And tonight doesn't seem like it would be ending soon, he just caught her talking to her mate and had instantly gone crazy, it's been seven hours since he dragged her angrily into his quarters in his fit of rage. Darkness was calling unto her and she immediately reached for it, fainting in his arms, but she knew he wouldn't back down still and true to her last thoughts before she fainted he didn't back down or stop. Tessa's life wasn't as complicated as it is now, the Lycan king wanted her for himself, bought and claimed her as his own, calling her his cure and only way out of his curse and darkness. Also her mate who had rejected her horribly, locked her in prison for a whole year is after her, pleading and begging to treat her right. She doesn't want any of them as she had already given up on love when her father and mate; Alpha Trevor betrayed her trust and shattered the meaning of love for her. Will she escape the Lycan king's possessive and dominant love and cure him of his darkness, like he seems to believe, is there a chance for them? How will her mate fight to get her back, can he win against the powerful and scary Alpha king?, would he be able to convince her to trust him again after his betrayal and hurt he made her go through?

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An adopted child, Heidi was a smart and obedient girl because she had to be. Used as a scapegoat by her family, she was sent to become the political bridge between two empires. Taken in by the House of the infamous White King, Lord Nicholas Rune, she would be cared for and supervised until her wedding with his cousin, Warren Lawson. A man whose gentle appearance and benevolent manner earned him the title White King of the Empire, Lord Nicholas was a man kindest to the souls around him. Very few knew about the truth that lay beneath his beautiful visage. Who could predict a little human girl would bring out the best and the worst of a noble pureblood? ----- “Now, tell me, Heidi, why do I have a bad taste in women?” As Lord Nicholas took a step forward, she took a step back. Heidi had said too much, and she regretted it. Would he let her go free? Gulping, she warned him, "What you're doing could be considered harassment, milord." "I wouldn’t. I’d call it persuasion.” He took another step towards her, his frame towering over her. "I believe the dictionary in your library would disagree with you, milord." She retreated another step back, shrinking away, hoping he would give up. “I keep the good one in my room. You can come to see for yourself if you don’t believe me.” Her back struck the wall behind her. "You haven’t answered my question, Heidi." The Lord was too persistent, Heidi cursed to herself. He was unwilling to let her go.

“Do you believe in the saying better the devil you know than the angel you don't know?” He cocked his head to the side skeptically regarding me. “Where is this coming from” I rolled my eyes at his antics to avoid my question. “Just answer me.” “Well no I'd rather stick with the angel I don't know.” the way he said it while looking at me felt like the words were directed to me. His gaze nipped deeply at my soul making me shudder. “ what if the angel said I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible and when I leave, you will understand why storms are named after people, what would you do then?” “I’d be damned”

Mara is a special, rare vampire who wasn’t allowed to go outside until she clocked twenty, for her own safety. There, she comes across the most breathtaking man ever and discovers he was her soulmate, but he turns out to be soulmates with her elder sister, and rejects her at once. Mara wasn’t happy, but her sister’s happiness came first, so she took the rejection in one stride and went her way. To her bewilderment, she was accused of the murder of her elder sister the very next day, by none other than her soulmate, Lord Klaus. Three-hundred years old Lord Klaus is a very ruthless and feared Vampire King, a dark soul that loves orderliness as much as he loves power. Mara is a huge disruption in his perfectly outlined life, ruining a lot of plans with her sudden presence, and he hates her so much because of that, making him determined to make her life a living hell. With feelings managing to bloom in the most unexpected and complicated situation, falling in love just couldn’t be helped, nor avoided. But when centuries-old secrets and truths start to unravel, Mara realizes that her whole life might be a lie, resulting in life-threatening dangers arising, thrusting not only Mara into the midst of it, but also Klaus. It was intense, gruesome, life-altering, and chaos was bound to happen. What’s going to happen to Mara? ~~~ EXCERPT ~~~ “Why don’t you just let me die? Why?! Dammit, why?” He took in a single breath before responding. “Because I wanted to kill you myself.” “Oh, yeah?” She sneered. “Do it then! Fucking kill me.” He cocked his head and scoffed. “Maybe if you ask nicely next time like a good girl, I’ll consider doing it.” He inched closer, backing her against the wall until there was nowhere she could run to. He lifted a hand and wrapped it around her throat, which he used in briskly tugging her face close to his. “But, for now, you’re gonna have to stay alive. Not because I give a fuck whether you live or not, but because I know that staying alive is a bigger punishment to you than death.”

"St... Stay away" Her voice trembled in fear as he leaned closer, invading her personal space. His palms were pressed against the wall, caging her in his embrace while her tiny fists were making futile attempts to push him back. "So, you want me to go out to satisfy my needs when I have a beautiful wife at home?" His thumb stroked her lips, his eyes fixated on them, unyielding and hungry. "But you made it clear that your heart belongs to someone else and our marriage is nothing but an agreement" her heart throbbed with pain as she thought about it. After the horrific and pitiful past, all she yearned was for a man who could understand and love her but destiny has bestowed her a devil for a husband. "That's true" he cocked his head "But we don't love every chic we fuck. Do we?" His callous words shattered Roseline's world. All she wanted was to cry on her fate! Her pain was evident through her eyes but this didn't stop him from having what he wanted! ~•~•~•~ In an unexpected twist of fate, Orphan Roseline finds herself in a contract marriage with a ruthless Billionaire, Vincenzo De Luca. On the first night, she gets to know that he has married her on purpose, and the doors to his heart are securely guarded. He has money, looks, and fame but not the love which she has craved her whole life. She has an infectious laugh, he never graced his lips with a smile. She follows her path, he demands unwavering obedience. She is sympathetic, he is cold-hearted. Their personalities are worlds apart, yet both harbor secrets concealed behind their respective facades. Will Roseline be able to make her space in his heart or would she be cast aside once his hidden purpose is fulfilled? ~•~•~•~•~ Warning : Story contains mature content, light BDSM and dominating ML.

Mathews Witsur. A boy who is known as an incompetent, lazy and unhinged. A true embarasment to Witsur family who has just achieved nobility. If you are curious, some of the actions that Mathews may or may not take are: Insulting royalty. Skipping steps on becoming a knight. Him actually becoming a knight. Introducing his cock to the queen of his queendom (His name is Robert). Blatantly ingoring his duties as a knight. Making one of the rounds of a tournament look like a man trying to kill a featherless chicken, him being the featherless chicken. Generally making fun of nobles. Openly admiting on being a siscon. And publicly admiting that his manlyhood not being able to rise up for any kind of challenge. Demon of 1000 swords. A fiersome man who brough fear to those who crossed paths with him. He firmly believed in the collection of powerful swords from worthy origins and bringing death to those who dared to show their fangs at him. A man who befriended the mad emperor Quin, who gave him the honorary title of "Harem king of swords". (The man who received the name didn't know the meaning of harem and it became illegal to explain its meaning verbally in the empire. The man who received the title also didn't know how to read.) But those aren't the only titles the man had. Some of the self imposed titles were, but are not limited to: Cock tamer. Fucker of bitches. Fucker of all kinds of bitches. Cocktwister(er). Mad man of wine. Ravager of bunch of cock fondling bitches. Monkey man the supreme. Bwew Hew Who's Fuckface. Gigling smiley face of terror supreme number sixteen. Evil demon man laughing. Bringer of death. King of dung. The mad centipede. The major illiterate fuck. Lost man. Fuckermax supreme. ... If you haven't guessed already, the man isn't all right in the head. Few screws lose. Couple of pastries out of party. You get the gist. He may act powerles from time to time, but he knows his way with the sword and has many sentient blades waiting for his call. He was called a demon for a reason after all. Mathews may or may not be asexual and/or aromantic. There may be some heavy stuff thrown in to the story, but it is generaly advised to read the "series" while not thinking too much about what you are reading. Everything that is written in the story is generally meant to be entertaining and insulting anyone's life or their life choices are not the goal of the "series". (For an example: There is two instances of people ending their lives by their own hands in the first chapter. Though not heavily talked about, the reaction from the MC to the second one may feel disturbing or disrespectful to some audience.)

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

When Jake is invited to playtest a revised version of his favorite MMORPG, Bladecraft Online, he plunges into a realm of fantasy and wonder. It was nonother than Bladecraft’s world that he was so familiar with, but something was off… The NPCs weren’t as he remembered. They weren’t always so lewd, were they? And what’s with his abilities? Why was ground slam replaced with cock slam? ------------------------------------------------------------------ [This novel contains heavy sexual content/hentai] You can expect: Tons of exploration. A harem where no one is left out. Vivid and descriptive smut. A good amount of action. Wacky fight scenes and rather unorthodox smut scenes, lol. A very very very weird novel. Discord: https://discord.gg/ZXqM6DjvXe (Character illustrations and NSFW too!) ------------------------------------------------------------------

Her father was just as turned as she, and he grabbed his wife forcefully by the hips and guided her to the upper edge of the tub. She spread her legs wide while Tom got between them and pushed his enormous cock back inside her. He held on to his wife's shapely hips and thrust his cock into her hard enough to make her heavy tits sway and shake. "Fuck," Tom growled, thrusting desperately into Janice's body. * Brooklyn watched as her parents fucks,she had always been okay with watching them have s*x while she just watched but for the past few days she didn’t just want to watch alone She wanted to feel her stepdad’s hard cock down her pussy hole She is determined to make that happen but what if along the line of trying to fuck her dad She is interrupted by an unknown truth that would change her life completely