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"I can't do that," he says softly, staring absentmindedly in the whiskey glass, "I'm the Alpha." "So?" "So, I'm not supposed to be this.... submissive," he spits, eyebrow creasing as if the whiskey glass is a rotten tomato. "Come here." Kamil instructs gently, watching the turmoil in the way he grinds his teeth, bites his lips but when he raised his head and their eyes meet, the hesitation fades. Dropping into his arms, Kamil strokes his hair slowly at first, curls as wispy as flowers. Suddenly, he grabs onto them roughly tilting his head towards him, trailing a finger down his throat to a nipple. And when a whimper falls from the Alpha's lips, Kamil growls and bites his ear, leaving a mark so red fire pales in comparison. "Out there, you're the Alpha. But in here with me, you're mine. You are my good boy." ********** Full description titled Making the Alpha Submit blurb ******** WARNING: mature scenes between two men involving light kink & submission . If a chapter labelled M isn't your kind of thing, do pass on to the next (or scroll rapidly to the end of the M chapter) ***************** Contact me: Instagram @ameliacovet Twitter: @ameliacovet

Shuvam got an software that is an amazing piece of tech. See how he uses it to make his career as an anonymous game developer who is known for for making the most complexed games of uncrackable nature. Watch him make his dreams come true, help his family, get admired by gamers and be the best indie game developer.

Ravi Singh is going through a phase. Between her brother's death and the sudden move to another house to create space for her father's family you can say she's going through a lot. But that only worsens when she finds out the boys in her new school have made a bet about her and things get even more confusing when Luca McQueen–one of the boys–offer to be her fake boyfriend just so the boys don't hurt her. Ravi is hesitant because fake relationships are bound to end badly but will this be different?

After being reborn as the Saintess in the world of the R-18 game, The Holy Maiden’s Brutal End, a silver-haired, red-eyed girl raises the flag of rebellion to escape her tragic fate and achieve a happy ending that never existed “I, Luo Li, will never surrender!”

“You want me to study, Tutor? Simple. Score a goal on me. If you miss, you leave and keep your mouth shut.” Roxy Brooks is the smartest student at Kingston Academy, a school for the ultra-rich. She isn’t there to make friends or find love. She is on a strict scholarship, working hard to save her family from heavy debt. Jaxon Montgomery is the school’s golden boy—the rich, wild captain of the hockey team who is about to ruin his own future. He is failing his classes, and his coach gives him a final warning: get a tutor, or get kicked off the team. Roxy needs the high-paying tutoring job, but Jaxon doesn’t want her help. To scare her off, he locks her on the cold, empty ice rink. He tells her she has to score a goal against him to make him study. She fails completely. But instead of letting her quit, Jaxon is excited by how she refuses to back down. So, he offers her a new, dangerous deal. Every time she fails to score a goal, she has to pretend to be his girlfriend to trick the school board and keep his strict family off his back. In return, he will let her tutor him so she can keep her paycheck. But as their fake public kisses start to feel very real, the game changes. They are supposed to be acting, but behind closed doors, things are getting fast, intense, and deeply personal. Roxy wanted to save her future—but she might just lose her heart to a rich jock who plays dirty on and off the ice.

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He was too old to want her. “But she was too young to stop him.” “Submit to Lust” is a provocative collection of erotic short stories that explore the irresistible thrill of falling for older, more powerful men—men who should know better, and girls who can’t help but want them. Each tale is a glimpse into age-gap seduction, where the rules don’t matter, experience dominates innocence, and every kiss is a warning like fire. These men don’t ask for permission—they take what they want. And the girls? They want to be taken like slaves. “Get ready to surrender to passion, control, and the dark allure of older men who know exactly how to ruin you.”

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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—"

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?"