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Muss ich die Heldinnen der Geschichte wirklich gut behandeln, selbst wenn sie mich hassen? Muss ich die Schurkinnen wirklich meiden, selbst wenn sie es sind, die mich akzeptieren? Dies ist die Geschichte eines jungen Mannes, der in der Welt des Erotikspiels, das er gespielt hat, als schwächster und meistgehasster Bösewicht des Spiels gefangen ist.

UYARIUYARI:/R-18 /YETİŞKİN İÇERİK/ [Alfa'nın Erotik Hikayeleri] Kendinizi şehvetin, günahın ve cinsel aşırılıkların sınır tanımadığı, cinselliğin hakim olduğu ve fantezilerin hayat bulduğu bir dünyaya bırakmaya hazırlanın. Bu elektrikleyici erotik kısa hikayeler derlemesinde her hayalinizin gerçeğe dönüşeceğinden emin olabilirsiniz

Tauchen Sie ein in eine Welt, in der Fantasien Gestalt annehmen und Grenzen verschwimmen. Wet Desires versammelt eine Reihe von leidenschaftlichen, emotional aufgeladenen Kurzgeschichten, die die Komplexität von Verlangen, Macht und Verbundenheit erforschen. Hinter jeder Begegnung verbirgt sich ein Funke – wo die Kontrolle entgleitet, sich Spannung aufbaut und Lust unausweichlich wird. Fremde begegnen sich mit unbewältigten Gefühlen, Ex-Liebhaber stellen sich dem, was ungesagt blieb, und Freunde entdecken, wie die Versuchung alles verändern kann. Sinnlich, gewagt und zutiefst menschlich, lädt diese Sammlung Leser dazu ein, Geschichten zu erleben, die Intimität in all ihren Formen zelebrieren. Für ein erwachsenes Publikum bestimmt. Enthält Themen für Erwachsene und explizite Szenen.

A story linked with Zivon, Hero/Zero is a story about a guy named Leon A Person who has a power which is of no use but Leon finds a way to make it powerful to become like his Hero who he admires Raj This story follows after Raj's death in Zivon in the same world of what happened after Raj's death

In a world of Nero users— rare individuals with abilities that defy logic—power was everything. For centuries, the Boshin family, one of the first nero users, reigned supreme, holding the authority and control over all Nero users. Until they didn’t. One night, thirteen years ago, they were erased. No survivors. No witnesses. Only for a private firm to take over the authority: Nexus Corporation—a ruthless, global entity that hunts, experiments, and controls Nero users like tools. Some say it was Nexus themselves who orchestrated the purge—silencing the old blood to make way for their rule. But the past never stays buried. Now, whispers of a surviving heir have begun to surface. What will Nexus do when the past refuses to stay dead? Will they go as far as to initiate a Neroro Protocol—a high-class execution directive, rumored to leave no survivors? And in a world built on blood and betrayal… Can the heir survive? Because once a Neroro begins— It doesn’t stop. Not until one thing is certain: You’re dead.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"

Bai Zhi transmigrated into a novel. The good news? She’s bound to a Godly Rich System. The bad news? She’s the story’s wicked, unforgivable villainess. Right in front of her lies her incomparably handsome Beast Husband—covered in scars from her abuse, just choked unconscious by her own hands. And the system’s mission? Spend money on her five Beast Husbands. Bai Zhi can only smile bitterly. Every one of them wants her dead—and honestly, who could blame them? The original owner committed far too many atrocities. With no other choice, Bai Zhi relies on the Godly Rich System, throwing money at them in hopes of soothing their anger. The charming Fox Clan Beast Husband likes rare gems? Buy, buy, buy! The dependable Wolf Clan Beast Husband, the beauty-obsessed Winged Beast Husband, the Tiger Clan Beast Husband, and the cunning Snake Clan Beast Husband—whatever they want… buy it all! Only when their long-stagnant Superpower Levels begin to skyrocket does Bai Zhi finally get a moment of peace. …Or so she thought. Bai Zhi: “Hey, hey—stop crowding in! My bed is small; it can’t fit all of you!” Lang Qiu: “Hu Yan has already reached SSS-level. You can’t play favorites.” Yan Yichen: “You said you liked my feathers the most. I’ll let you touch them~” Sang Mo says nothing—only silently parading in front of her in sheer clothing.