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By day, Joon-ho runs a discreet, high-end massage clinic in Seoul, specializing in pain relief and body alignment. But behind the soundproof doors, his true gift lies in reading the deepest cravings of the women who walk through his door—and giving their bodies exactly what they need. From overworked executives to national celebrities, no woman leaves untouched—or unchanged. When Harin, his former campus crush turned office worker, reenters his life, one night of pleasure turns into something far more dangerous: connection, obsession, and a partnership that blurs every boundary between business, pleasure, and possession. Now, she’s not just in his bed. She’s in his clinic. His lap. His world. And she wants to watch everything.

After three years of drought, Cangyun Kingdom finally waited for the lucky girl who the Taoist said could change the destiny of the country! However, the lucky girl Shen Ningning was stolen and thrown into the mountains just after she was born. She was finally picked up by a kind-hearted person. She was also scolded and beaten by her vicious aunt every day, and she almost died! finally! The wolves couldn’t stand it, so they snatched her away and protected her from now on! The little guy wasn’t idle either. The wolves are out of food? Simple! There are tens of billions of supplies in space, so you don’t have to worry about food and clothing! Will it rain for a long time and the roads will dry up? Don’t be afraid! Lead out the spiritual spring and enrich the entire mountain! Too poor without money? Fake! A piece of spiritual grass is worth a thousand taels of gold, and wealthy businessmen are fighting for it! An enemy country invades? Don’t panic! Zaizai silently took out gunpowder and blasted them all into the sky! The vicious Bai Lian steals the title of Lucky Girl? Shocked! The prime minister came to recognize his father, pamper the cub and punish the evildoers! Others asked: “Ning Ning, what is your dream?” Shen Ningning: Raise wolves, make big money, save people’s lives, and torture scum! The irritable prince Mo Lingwei said: “My dream is to protect my An Ning even if I risk my country.”

'Kill monsters, eat meat' 'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.' 'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.' She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. -the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken. For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls. A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal-- That was her liberation. And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly. Awakened! Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings. And those awakened call the shots. Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do. He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain. It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to. She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha. But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right? Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit. And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly. Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on. The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain. Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created. 'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'

[Decisive! Unstoppable! Feeling Good! No Mercy!] As the dark day rose, a bloody rain fell from the sky, and a sudden mutation occurred between heaven and earth. Any creature touched by the bloody rain underwent horrifying mutations, becoming bloodthirsty and cannibalistic. The Earth became a living hell! The world instantly plunged into bloody chaos! Five years after the mutation, Chu Xiu was reborn back to before it occurred. In his previous life, he missed crucial opportunities and struggled for survival in the lower ranks. After finally finding a chance to change his fate, it was discovered and taken by his enemy! Furthermore, he was later crippled and devoured by monsters! Now, returning through time, to survive and rise in this chaotic world, the first thing he must do was seize opportunities and eliminate his enemies!

I am a Snow Owl-Leopard Griffin and I do not have much to complain about my life, I have a great yet odd mother, live on floating fairytale islands filled with other flying creatures, magic and mysteries, but how did I end up in the arms of this rascal of a demon?! When chased away from my homeland I have to grow strong fast or perish on the way before I can even learn how to fly properly, but thankfully destiny traces my way into the world of cultivating as I grow obsessed with the power pursuing such knowledge gives me. Especially because I have people to save… and those to take revenge upon. *Thinks cool phare while staring at the horizon, the wind brushing his clothes and hair, all serene and determination oozing off from his cool demeanor… except for the glimmering eyed demon staring at his side with yet another gift for his cold beauty.* …I don’t have time for anything else, so take your gifts away you rogue demon! ~~~~ ML: Cold beauty, I bought you flowers! MC: Uhum…*doesn’t take any* ML: I bought us matching outfits lovely beauty! MC: Uhum… *doesn’t change clothes” ML: My king, I brought you to our chambers. MC:Uhu- Wait, what? Daring rascal, scram! ~~~~Warning~~~~ Mature content including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. Enjoy~~ ~,^ PS. This is the second book of the series Reincarneted into a … but it can be read as a StandAlone.

Once I woke up I discovered that my limbs ended in paws, and that my ears could move about, for my new form is that of a dog! But not only that, I soon realize that there is nothing simple in this new world full of magic, for my true species is that of a hell hound, a creature made of fire and shadow that could stir fear at those who dared approach! Or well… the definition of being scary looking is at least suitable for me, proud and powerful as I’m, as for my brother… sigh, what can I say at such dumb creature who loves chewing at my ears?! Not only do I have to survive in this strange world with this strange body, but have to keep my brother out of trouble! At least, for better or for worse, we won’t be alone for long after crossing the path of two clingy elves and- no, wait, hold on, where do you think those hands are? Stop touching my brother you pervert elf! Come back here! And you, stop touching me too, let me teach them a lesson oi! Sigh, I’m surrounded by troublesome guys! …Well, at least they are to die for…no, I mean, scram! ~~~~~ ML: You are so cute when you are angry. MC: C-c-c-cute?! I’ll show you how cute I’m! I’ll bite your ankles! ML: But I have made food for you… MC:… MC:Ok, I can beat you later, but why is your hand on my tail oi?! ML:*chuckles* ~~Warning~~ Mature content, including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. ~~~~~ Thank you and I hope you enjoy it! *wink wink* ۹(ÒہÓ)۶

Roy Ashenfell doesn’t need saving. As one of the most feared professional boxers in the ring, he’s built his life on control, discipline, and never showing weakness. But behind the victories and the fame, Roy is falling apart—plagued by sleepless nights, a worsening shoulder injury, and a past he refuses to face. Layla Vesta can’t afford to fail. With her father’s life hanging in the balance and no other job willing to take her, this is her last chance. Hired as Roy’s new physical therapist, she’s determined to do what no one else could—help him heal, whether he wants it or not. From the moment they meet, they clash. He sees her as an unwanted intrusion. She sees him as a disaster waiting to happen. But as tempers flare and walls begin to crack, what starts as resentment turns into something far more dangerous. Because the closer Layla gets to the truth behind Roy’s anger, the more she risks losing herself in it.

Two opposite nations, one magical and mystic, other industrial, full of machinery, fought for generations against each other, the never-ending war reaching its pinnacle of destruction and death. And yet, instead of going for peace, some choose to mess with things that should have been kept dormant for eternity… …What? What side am I? Well, I’m on the winning side of course… The abomination’s side. ~~~~~ ML: Sit. MC: F* you! ML: Hand. MC: F* you! Scram! ML: Belong only to me. MC:… MC:… Tsk, I guess I don’t have a choice have I? ~~~~Warning~~~~ Mature content, including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This book contains some misspellings that are being edited along the way. ~~＠ノ"

Twin brothers Brian and Matt Walker went to live with their mother’s brother after the death of their parents at an early age. Brian is still wracked with the guilt he carries around from a young age and sees the world through a distorted lens of self-loathing. When he meets a sexy and interested college-aged guy at the beginning of his senior year of high school, he may have finally found someone who can help him escape his mundane existence.<br><br>Matt has his life all planned out -- he longs for a solid career in journalism after graduating college. But his tenuous hold on family life threatens his dreams of independence, as does the attentions of a closeted new transfer to their school.<br><br>Can Matt pull away enough from his family to come into his own? And will Brian finally get to grips with his past and allow his twin to chase his own happiness?

"Universe In My Hands" is an intimate and expansive collection of 180 poems that bridge the gap between the vastness of the cosmos and the quiet depths of the human soul. This collection serves as a mirror to a life lived with intention, curiosity, and a relentless pursuit of self-discovery. ​Within these pages, the reader will journey through: ​The Tapestry of Life : An exploration of the milestones and quiet moments that define us. These poems trace the evolution of a voice finding its strength, turning personal history into universal art. ​Lifestyle & The Power of Choice: A reflection on the daily rhythms of existence and the conscious decisions we make to shape our reality. It celebrates the beauty of choosing one's own path, even when it wanders off the beaten track. ​The Essence of Uniqueness: A tribute to the rare and the unconventional. This section explores what it means to stand apart, embracing the "stars" within ourselves that make our perspectives truly one-of-a-kind. ​Written with a blend of raw emotion and celestial wonder, this collection reminds us that while the universe is vast, the power to hold, understand, and define it lies within our own hands. ​Within these pages, the stars are no longer distant; they are the words you hold.