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"Por favor, Sr. Blackthorn... o senhor não deveria estar fazendo isso." A respiração de Emmeline estava ofegante. "Por que não, minha pequena travessa deliciosa? Está claro que nós dois queremos isso." Em vez de dar ouvidos ao seu protesto fraco, Zavian apenas deu uma risada sombria e se aninhou contra a pele quente dela. "Sua esposa está sob este mesmo teto!" seu corpo pareceu traí-la mais uma vez quando os lábios dele pairaram perto dos dela, tremendo de antecipação. A mão dele desceu pelo corpo dela. Encontrou suas pernas e depois sua feminilidade. "Tão molhada para mim." Zavian sussurrou. As bochechas de Emmeline coraram de vergonha e desejo. "Eu não esperava que você fosse ficar excitada tão rápido," ele disse com um tom provocador em suas palavras. "Apenas toques fugazes e beijos leves fazem você transbordar. Seu marido não a satisfaz?" "Sr. Blackthorn!" seus olhos se arregalaram. "Eu prometi a mim mesma que não cairia em tentação novamente," Emmeline confessou, olhando para ele com os olhos marejados. "Existem tantos obstáculos entre nós. Nós dois somos casados e você tem quase o dobro da minha idade," "Tudo bem ignorar as barreiras." A resposta de Zavian foi simples. *** Emmeline acha que sua vida está finalmente entrando nos eixos no dia em que se casa com Richard, um homem rico e admirado na alta sociedade. Mas por trás da fachada encantadora que ele mostra ao mundo, existe um monstro volátil e controlador que sente um prazer perverso em humilhá-la. Determinado a esconder seu comportamento violento, Richard os muda para um bairro nobre, longe de seus antigos vizinhos que já viram demais. Lá, Emmeline cruza o caminho do homem mais perigoso e temido do país, um encontro que muda sua vida para sempre.

Aviso: 18+ *** "Responda-me... quantos homens malditos já obtiveram prazer desse corpo..." Eu tremo ao sentir seus dedos deslizando pelo meu peito... Seios, Mamilo, Torso, Então... então... minha vulva. Gemo, olhando para seus olhos com luxúria... Ele mantém o olhar fixo em mim enquanto toca levemente meu clitóris. "Fale. Quantos... já tocaram este clitóris, o fizeram inchar... o deixaram excitado... fale?" Ele ordena e eu gemo... *** Desde o meu aniversário de dezoito anos, tudo o que eu sentia pelo David se transformou em luxúria. Eu quero que ele me arruíne para outros homens, mas ele continua me rejeitando. Partindo meu coração. Eu não vou parar. Vou tentá-lo até ele ceder. Até ele me foder. Porque David Truman é meu.

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No dia do meu noivado, descobri que o objeto do caso do meu pai não era ninguém menos que minha melhor amiga. Ao ver os dois se abraçando não muito longe, quase desabei. Instintivamente, alcancei a mão do meu noivo Alec, buscando conforto. Mas toquei as costas de uma mão que estava gelada e cerrada em um punho apertado. Confusa, olhei para Alec, apenas para ver seus olhos ardendo em vermelho, seu rosto contorcido com ciúme e loucura. Antes que eu pudesse reagir, ele avançou e acertou um soco direto no rosto do meu pai. "Quint, você ousa tocar na minha mulher? Eu vou te matar!"

Histórias macabras, lendas contadas há gerações, a novidade sobrenatural descoberta por estudantes desavisados, locais amaldiçoados... Tudo isso e mais está no escopo do clube. Esta investigação é sobre uma certa lenda, de uma certa cidade, sobre uma certa estação... Será que nossos investigadores trarão resultados para casa, ou...?

El terror se reflejaba en los ojos de Julia Amaya cuando retrocedió ante la amenaza del cuchillo. A tientas, buscó a su espalda el pomo de la puerta de la cocina. Estaba demasiado paralizada para gritar y, aunque lo hubiera hecho, nadie la habría escuchado… nadie salvo el hombre que avanzaba hacia ella con el arma en la mano. Estaba loco. Tenía que estarlo. Sus dedos encontraron el pomo y lo giraron. La puerta se abrió hacia la negrura de la noche alpujarreña. Julia echó a correr. Y la muerte corrió tras ella.

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?"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?

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?"

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!"