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Post-apocalyptic wasteland, the Star Domain falls. Giant beasts ravage the earth, and humans undergo intense evolution. Su Qi awakens the Apocalypse path when no one had high hopes for Support Element Transcendents, "Slow Healing." "Blessing of Courage." "Guardian’s Blessing." "Pure White Blade." "Holy Light Guardian." With BUFFs fully activated, a massive cross shadow rises to the endless sky, and the Divine Light instantly covers the globe!

"You will cum when you earn it, slut," He spat, slapping my cunt again. "You absolute, depraved BASTARD, I was so close!" "That filthy mouth." He watched me writhe with cold burning satisfaction in those eyes and leaned closer to whisper. "It keeps mouthing off. Let's give that dirty, filthy mouth something to do." His hand fisted in my hair, letting go of my legs and dragged me off the bench to my knees. He was about to fuck me! ** ** ** ** ** ** Have you ever fucked a stranger in an airplane bathroom on Valentine's Day after having the worst day of your life? Yeah. Me neither. Until my boyfriend decided to give me the plot twist of the century on the most romantic day of the year—cheating on me with half of New York in our bed. So I threw caution to the wind and let a masked stranger bend me over in a cramped airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw the stars. No faces. No names. Just the best orgasm of my life and a silent agreement we'd never see each other again. Except four weeks later, I'm starting fresh as Executive Assistant to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and the most infuriatingly gorgeous man I've ever had the misfortune of working for. And my new boss is the stranger who wrecked me. He just doesn't know it yet. Now I'm navigating a job I desperately need, a past I'm desperately hiding, and a man who makes me forget every reason I'm supposed to stay professional. The only question is — what happens when he finally remembers? This is a steamy office romance with secrets, lies, and enough sexual tension to melt your Kindle. EXPECT PROMISING ORGASMS AND INTENSE, RAW, HARDCORE, SMUTTY, DIRTY, NASTY SCENES. Rated 19. Here, your fantasies will come alive. PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026 — I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT!

He made women beg for it. He never gave it twice. Seraphine Voss didn't mean to moan his name in a crowded elevator, She didn't mean to press her thighs together when his hand accidentally brushed her hip at a shareholders' dinner, And she certainly didn't mean to end up pinned against his penthouse window at midnight, silk torn, breath gone, body trembling with something she'd never felt before and would never fully recover from. Dorian Ashveil is not a good man, He is a vampire built on cruelty, charm, and the kind of hands that knows exactly how deep to go before a woman snaps. He doesn't do relationships, He does ownership. But Seraphine is the one woman he cannot buy, cannot scare, and cannot get out of his blood, no matter how many times he fills her to the edge of reason and leaves before dawn. She's his enemy's daughter, His secret obsession, And the one orgasm he cannot stop chasing. UNTIL ONE DESIRE BECAME HIS UNDOING

What would you do if you died as a con man, only to wake up in a land ruled by gorgeous, extravagantly curvy beastwomen? Stefan thought he had escaped hell when a mysterious Lust System offers him a second chance at life. He was wrong. He has only sixty days to complete enough missions to pay for his borrowed life. Fail, and his soul will be dragged straight to hell. The missions sound simple; Build a harem, spread the influence of the Lust God, Make powerful beastwomen submit to his charm. Easy, right? Wrong. These beastwomen have never cared about romance or sex. They spend their lives hunting monsters, fighting wars, and dancing around bonfires after victory. And in their land, the few men around are slaves who they captured from war. Stefan will have to work very hard to complete his missions. Maybe going to hell would have been the easier option...

They held each other's gaze. Neither of them spoke. Yet somehow, they both rose at the same time, as though silence itself had made the decision for them. "Follow me," he said with a quiet certain command. Emilia should have refused. She knew she should. She was done with men. However when she made that decision earlier today, she never included the name before her. Just one orgasm wouldn't hurt. Her feet carried her after him before reason could catch up. They crossed the hushed corridor without another word. The carpet softened every footstep until the entire hotel seemed to disappear around them. He stopped before a suite at the end of the hall. Reaching into his pocket, he withdrew a keycard and slid it through the reader. A soft green light flashed, and the lock clicked. He opened the door and stepped aside rather than entering first. "You don't have to come in," he said, meeting her eyes. "If you walk away now, I'll never stop you." ............. .... He was supposed to be a stranger. One unforgettable night with no names, no promises, and no tomorrow. After catching her boyfriend in bed with another woman on the same day she received a full scholarship to Blackwood University, twenty-year-old Emilia Hayes swore she'd never let another man close enough to break her. Then she met him. Older. Mysterious. Dangerously self-assured. A man whose touch lingered long after sunrise, and whose quiet eyes saw straight through the pieces of her she'd tried so desperately to hide. She walked away believing she'd never see him again, until the first day of class. The stranger who stole a single night from her past is standing at the front of the lecture hall. Professor Adrian Ashford. Cold, untouchable, and pretending they have never met. However, Adrian isn't just a professor. Behind the tailored suits and controlled smiles lies a billionaire CEO working undercover to expose the corruption poisoning Blackwood University from within. Falling for one of his own students was never part of the plan. Now every stolen glance is dangerous. Every lingering touch is forbidden. Every secret threatens to destroy them both. Someone knows why Adrian is really at Blackwood, and they'll do anything to keep the truth buried. In a university built on lies, one reckless night may become the greatest mistake, or the only thing worth fighting for. Some strangers are meant to be forgotten while others change your life with just one night. .......... Not a fan of graphic sex scenes? please scroll. If you're a fan, come and bring your fantasies to life. Rated: R20.

1979, a convoy of trucks headed East runs into trouble with an infamous cop. He chases them far and wide, murdering three of them. Pussycat, a kid who'd grown up on the streets -- Pitbull, a Vietnam war veteran -- and Dreamer, a talented writer with a wild imagination -- fight to protect their friends in the convoy. It's not until they hit Chicago will things really get testy.

Is destiny written in stone? or is it versatile. We follow Yaqoob as he tries to save his village and family, only to be caught up in a greater scheme. Power, greed, abuse and sorrow are some milestones Yaqoob will encounter on his path. Belonging, origins, and bloodline are of the order; as Yaqoob discovers a dark truth surrounding his origins. Purpose, ambition, imprint are what Yaqoob will nurture as he strives to fight against the laws that govern the fabric of his world

In a world where 44 percent of the population has some sort of supernatural ability, abilities that could let people fly, pick up buildings, control the element. in a would where the possibility for an ability is endless, the power to gain a spontaneous burst of super strength and energy through an orgasm shouldn't feel so out of place, but it does. for hanna choa, a 22 year old pro hero, this embarrassing super power is her reality. she's known as 'passion heart' to some, the rated R hero to others, and the whore hero to detractors. hazels power requires her to have mid or pre battle sex with allies or villains to gain strength. it's not a power she'd prefer, but she only has one life and being a true hero is all she's ever wanted to be. but is it possible with a super power so lewd?

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!"