choked with cock

--- Han Yan thought his life couldn’t get any more embarrassing after dying from choking on cheap instant noodles. But when he opened his eyes again, he finds himself trapped in his sister’s favorite BL novel as the Han family’s cannon-fodder husband, fated to die miserably in the mountains. He knows the plot. He knows the ending. And he knows he’s meant to suffer while the Male Lead basks in happiness. The problem? The fragile, tearful husband beside him is far too pitiful, and Han Yan here supposedly a “straight man” can’t stop feeling protective. Armed only with his knowledge of the story, he declares: “Forget the plot. Forget the Male Lead. I’ll survive and keep my delicate husband safe!” But survival isn’t simple when your scheming stepmother has her own plans, greedy relatives circle like vultures, and the story’s protagonist could appear at any moment. Just when Han Yan thinks life in this strange world can’t get any stranger, a mysterious cat suddenly appears, a very massive plot hole that he could only scold the silly author. Its presence pulls Han Yan and Li Xin into events far beyond their control. This story mixes lighthearted humor, warmth, and slow-burn affection with light cultivation, danger, and emotional healing as Han Yan struggles between fate and his growing feelings for Li Xin the husband he was never meant to know. ---

Three beautiful and intelligent 16 year old girls do everything in their power to achieve their big dreams meant to be fulfilled anywhere in Europe. As they grow up turning 16, they get the feeling of wanting to explore everything under the shadow of the wild scene. They crave and long for tatoos which they were secretly, pressure of multiple piercings, they want to go out on trips and be adventurous, they host secret parties without their parent's knowledge. They feel ready to explore their sexual fantasies, they meet their lifetime partners, and decide to go for a trip, in the name of having fun and being adventurous, up until one of the guys gets his dick cut mistakenly under the name of fun!

It started on a lazy Sunday afternoon. Amelia and I were relaxing by our pool when a deep voice called from across the yard. “Hey, everyone!” Our neighbor Donald Stewards, a tall, sturdy widower in his forties, stood at the edge of our lawn, gardening shears in hand. Amelia, wearing a modest pink bikini that accentuated her voluptuous figure, instinctively ducked under the water. Later that evening, as I held my wife in bed, I teased her while moving inside her. “Did you notice Donald checking you out today?” She blushed. “You always imagine people staring at me.” “They do,” I whispered, thrusting deeper. “Especially him. The poor guy probably hasn’t seen action in years. You brightened his whole day.” Amelia’s breath quickened, her body responding with unexpected heat. “Tim… you’re terrible.” Weeks later, an accidental exposure through our bedroom window escalated everything. Then, A late-night visit to “help with a casserole” ended with Amelia’s hand wrapped around Donald’s enormous shaft, pumping him to a powerful climax while I secretly watched from the window. “Wow, Donald… you cum so much,” she whispered in awe. “Give me that large member!” she screamed. “I love it!”

In her first life, Elara Vale was raised for one purpose— To assassinate the most feared creature in the realm: The Vampire Emperor. Cold. Cruel. Immortal. He reigned over kingdoms soaked in blood, his power absolute. Elara trained for years, and when the time came, she drove the enchanted blade deep into his chest— only for him to laugh through the blood, pull her close, and strangle her with his bare hands. That was the last thing she remembered. Until now. Waking in a world of glowing screens and moving machines, Elara finds herself reincarnated into the modern era, in a body that isn’t quite hers— black-haired instead of Blonde . Grey-eyed instead of brown. Still her… but different. She tries to adapt. Blend in. But fate isn't done with her yet. Her new job? Personal secretary to Lucien Thorne, the ruthless CEO of Thorne Tech Empire. And the moment she sees him— Her blood runs cold. He has the same face. The same voice. The same bone-deep presence that once ruled empires. Except now… he’s human. Or at least, he pretends to be. Slick suits. Charming lies. No trace of fangs or blood. Everyone else sees a brilliant young billionaire. But Elara sees the man who once watched the life drain from her eyes. And what terrifies her most… is how he looks at her. Like he knows. Like he’s always known. He never mentions the past. Never slips. But his gaze lingers too long. His presence curls around her like an invisible leash. Elara tells herself it’s paranoia. That this can’t be the same man. That it’s just a face. A coincidence. But deep down, one question refuses to let her go: Does he remember? And if he does... Why is she still alive?

Javert Ayayaya, after dying an embarrassing death, was reincarnated into a magical world Boobslovia, to...do what? I haven't decided yet. I have mostly none of the story planned out, so the chapters will be slow in coming. Feel free to suggest ideas ;) This is a funny novel meant to be as stupid and dumb as possible.

Duke's Revenge sequence "And?" But customs changed. His people had little tolerance for sorcerers. They were natural enemies. It was defying all conventions. Violate ancient traditions. He was simply bewitched by her. "And since when do you care about traditions, my friend?" - You are mine. - Richard Morgan sighed contentedly, his hand smothering her face. - Only mine, my dear. Didn't think it was like that ...- The firm hands smoothed his belly. She was silent. A silence that seemed to last a damn eternity. He was the alpha of the pack and the girl a sorceress. Why the hell did he get the impression he could feel something else in her? She wasn't a wolf.

Seorang gadis yang tidak punya keluarga dipungut oleh seorang pemuda yang akan menjadi kakak angkatnya. Si gadis yang sudah punya ciri-ciri mengidap kelainan Psikopat terjebak dengan seseorang Psikopat yang mempraktekan perilaku penyimpangannya. Berbeda cara pandang membuat kedua Psikopat bersiteru.

Ini tentang seorang gadis bernama Alesha yang memiliki keterpurukan di masa lalu. Selalu dibohongi dan dikhianati hingga ia enggan membuka hatinya kembali. Apa alasan gadis itu menutup hatinya? Mungkinkah gadis itu dapat menemukan sinarnya lagi? Ini juga tentang pria bernama Dhafin yang mendekatinya. Apa pria itu tak sama dengan masalalu Alesha? Dapatkah pria itu membuka kembali hati gadis yang tertutup rapat? "mencintaimu itu seperti bermain hujan, aku menyukainya. Hujan melupakanku akan luka, air hujan mengalir menyamarkan air mata. Menyenangkan, walau sesaat. Namun setelah itu aku merasakan sakitnya, tak apa aku tetap menyukainya." -Alesha. • waktu, kenangan dan hujan • jangan lupa untuk VOTE ya^^ biar aku semangat nulisnya♡

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!