bed sores

[1V1, sweet doting, pure in body and mind] After one night of indulgence, she took on a mysterious bigshot. Afterwards, she slipped away, but he became addicted from just one taste. Rumors had it that he was a financial heir who could cover the sky with one hand, a beast that would devour people without spitting out their bones, yet he doted on her to the point of obsession. "BOSS, the young madam has been taken advantage of." "Oh, acquire that company." "BOSS, the young madam beat up a Hollywood A-list star." "Oh, send over some medicine, her hand must be hurting from the punch." "BOSS, the young madam was confessed to." With a cold laugh, he carried her straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Finally, one day, she was cornered in bed and fought back fiercely, "Why are you everywhere? I can't live like this anymore, I want a divorce!" He pinned her down on the bed, "If you want to divorce, fine, the house is yours, the car is yours, the buns are yours, I, too, am yours."

Shocking! The famous Lin family in Jinchuan went bankrupt. The public: Who made it happen? Insider: The unworthy descendant, Lin Wanli! *** Shocking! The ruler of Jinchuan, Huo Guixiao, is getting married! The public: Who is the bride? Insider: The domineering and arrogant Lin Wanli! *** Shocking! The identity of the person in charge of Taixi Biology had been revealed. The public: Who is the CEO? Insider: Is it still... Lin Wanli? That loser?! *** In her previous life, Lin Wanli was tricked by her best friend, framed by her scumbag father, and rejected by her grandmother. She couldn't even protect her eight-month-old daughter, who was tossed in the trash by her nanny. After reincarnating, Lin Wanli desperately seized the opportunity to exact revenge. She also won over the man who helped avenge her. It's just... She always thought that man also reincarnated. This was until she realized he could easily read her mind. "Mr. Huo, isn't it a little rude of you to have reincarnated with special skills?" Lin Wanli asked. "When did I ever say I reincarnated?" He asked. "Did I misunderstand you?" "Not exactly. I do have a special skill. For example, I could hear you complaining about the bed being too small last night," he replied.

College was like a wake-up call for most people. Especially the likes of Christopher Owen, who spent the rest of his high school years messing around and pining for the boy he never had. Having had a frustrating high school year, he decided to dedicate himself to his studies in college.   He flew many miles away from home, changed his looks, and hid his real identity from everyone.  His plans were simple: study hard, pass well, no dating. But then he realized two things: life was anything but easy without the backing of his last name. And... he wasn't sure how long he could last before he jumped his roommate, who was obviously not gay. But lust wasn't love, right? Maybe he could indulge a little? Just a little, I promise. ***** EXCERPT: "THAT ARROGANT, GOOD FOR NOTHING, DEMONIC IDIOT! I HATE HIM SO MUCH!" "O-kay... what is going on?" A friend asked him, watching as he paced around the room he just entered. "After battling for a long time. A LONG TIME!" he breathed heavily before continuing, "I... I confessed to him today." The other sat up, eyes wide. "For real?" "And then... with that stupid look on his face, he just looked at me and said Okay. OKAY!" Gasps. "I didn't even know people said "okay" to love confessions, but he said "okay" to me!" -- Meanwhile, while he was there panicking, the one who had been confessed to remained seated where he was in the room. He had not moved an inch from that position since he got confessed to. But if one looked closely, they would notice how red his face was, up to the tips of his ears. He suddenly chuckled to himself. "That idiot," he muttered, looking at the door the other had taken.

In a rigid aristocratic society where marriages are political and mistresses are open secrets, Alina Ashworth, daughter of a bankrupt merchant is sold to the most powerful and feared man in the kingdom: Austin Moore, Duke of Ravenmoor. Her official title is his bed warmer. This humiliating title means she is his to use, display, and discard. Yet, he never touches her. Every night, she comes to his room, lies on his bed, but he doesn’t even look at her. But in public, he is a different man. At banquets, his hand is always on her waist and he introduces her to others with possessiveness that make men step back and women glare. Furious at being used as a prop, Alina decides that she will not be his silent ornament. If he wants to display possession, she will give him a performance worth watching. Soon, she weaponizes her bed warmer title, turns the humiliation into power and makes him fall for a woman he was never supposed to want.

He left her on the streets. His brother-in-law picked her up… and made her his wife. On the day her ex, Mark, married the wealthy socialite Bella, Elena was thrown out with nothing but the clothes on her back—humiliated, broken, and utterly alone. Until Eric Thompson appeared. Bella’s older brother. Mark’s powerful brother-in-law. And the most feared Alpha in the city. He offered her a hand when no one else would. Then, he offered her a deal: A marriage in name only. A shield against her past. A chance to rebuild. Elena accepted, expecting a cold arrangement between strangers. But behind closed doors, Eric’s carefully guarded control unraveled—and so did hers. Their chemistry was explosive, their nights intense, and the lines between business and pleasure blurred beyond recognition. He was the one man she could never have… and the only one she couldn’t resist. But when Mark realizes what he truly lost, and Bella discovers the secret behind her brother’s bride, Elena must decide: Is this just a contract? Or is this the love she was always meant to fight for?

[Mature Content R18] "At first I thought something was trying to possess my body, but it seems this body was never mine to begin with". _____________________ After a fatal car accident, Diane wakes up in a body that doesn't seem to be hers regardless of how identical it seems to others. The body often disobeys her orders and she finds her heart cold towards those she once loved. Overtime, a familiar stranger keeps visiting her dreams to sleep with her but the visits soon begin to get too constant which leads her to dig deeper into his identity. After discovering he’s not human, Diane finds herself stuck in the middle of a power struggle between him and his demonic siblings which leads to a war in the long run nearly destroying the human realm. And whenever it looks like peace is a step away — new enemies continue to appear as friends turn foes. Yet, ignoring all the danger signs— Diane is ready to risk it all, just to be with him. But how do you say yes when the whole world is screaming no? _________________ (Trying not to put too many spoilers out here but you won’t be disappointed)^^ (Cover Disclaimer)

When she wakes up, she felt that something is off. Her surrounding is unfamiliar and she felt a heavy object on her waist. She tried to move but she cant, it seems that it hugged her tightly. So she turn around to see what's that object was, but to her surprise she saw a handsome man that she doesn't know in her entire life! Then, she felt her body become sore especially down there. What the fudge!! and she's naked!! Suddenly, the handsome man began to wake up and when he open his eyes, he said "good morning babe, last night was amazing!" and he smiled and winked at her. ____ hello guys! Hope you like this story. :* For those readers who never likes a story with smuts, I'm sorry but I'm kinda shameless! ahahaha and I'm sorry for the wrong grammars. Thank you! :* It's my firstime writing a story, so please try to understand. Thank you!

[Book One] [WARNING!!!] R-18 Smut Scenes will come in so, parental guidance is advised. *.*.*.*.*.* Barely a month of being a classroom teacher, Selena Scott's life will change. When she encounters Bella Reese Lancaster, a four year old who would do anything to have her as her mother, and Timothy Reese Lancaster, a father with a daughter complex, one who would ruin the world so his daughter can be happy, she is taken on a roller coaster ride. One she will love for the rest of her life. But, when the tides start to change and the seas get stormy, would she be able to hold onto that which binds them together? Even if she lets go, she wouldn't be losing anything. Or would she? *.*.*.*.*.* "You're crazy," Selena mumbled, shaking her head. "Yea," Timothy didn't disagree. "For you," "You know," He continued, trailing kisses from her face down to her neck. "Getting you pregnant wouldn't be bad. After all-" Timothy shrugged and nibbled on her nape for a second before meeting her eyes, -"Bella's old enough to take care of two younger ones." "What!!?"

A young woman moves into a new apartment expecting a fresh start, only to discover one impossible condition set by the owner: She must share the same bed with him. Baran is calm, controlled, and impossible to read. He never raises his voice. He never forces her directly. Yet every rule he creates feels harder to refuse than the last. What begins as an uncomfortable arrangement soon turns into something far more dangerous. Night after night, Zeynep finds herself caught between resistance and desire, unable to decide whether Baran is her greatest mistake or the one person she can no longer stay away from. The closer they become, the more their connection shifts from tension to obsession, from attraction to addiction. Every attempt to leave only pulls her deeper into a relationship neither of them can fully control. Because the most terrifying part is no longer sharing his bed. It’s realizing she might not want to leave it. In a story filled with obsession, possessiveness, temptation, and dark romance, Zeynep must decide whether she is fighting for her freedom—or running toward the one thing she should fear the most.

"Jian Ran, this is my bank card. The password is 131224. You can decide what you want to buy at home. " Several hours had already passed, and Jian Ran's ears were still ringing with the words of her newlywed husband when he passed her a bank card before they left the room in the morning. To be honest, she knew very little about the man who was her husband. Other than him personally telling her that his surname was Qin, she didn't know anything else about him. She didn't even know much about his family. Jian Ran didn't know where she got the guts to marry a man she had only met twice before. Ten days ago, with the warm help of her best friend Ling Feiyu, Jian Ran stepped onto the road of matchmaking the first time, and met this man called Qin Yue.