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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

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!”

there was a urban legend going around the town about a demon Mistress on the beach to everyone else that was scary but to Bing Ting it was fascinating that is what led to this Tale.

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.”

I hurt him, I left him with a marriage proposal ring in his hand. And i regret it. Now I am willing to do everything to get him back. including being his sex slave

"Little Girl, Big Teeth" Rosella Virelli - Age 16 The storm sounded like fists on glass. Rosella stood barefoot on cold marble, her nightgown clinging to her thighs, wet from the rain. Her lip was split, trembling, but her eyes were sharp as blades. The door slammed behind her. > "You'll never be anything without me," her father spat. "You're nothing, Rosella." She stared at the wooden door like it was a man she'd one day bury. The same night, her boyfriend sent her naked photo to his friends. The same night, her mother Over dose 'drugs in the bathtub with a rosary between her fingers. That was the night the last soft piece of her soul crumbled. She didn't cry. She smiled. > "They want something soft to break," she whispered to her reflection. "I'll become the thing that breaks them first." ---

I was leaning on my hoe in the field, chatting with Mrs. Nolan, waiting for my husband to bring me lunch at noon. I never expected that the whole afternoon would creep by without a sign of him. It wasn’t until the neighbor aunt came running over that I heard the news: my husband, Dane, and my mother‑in‑law, Doris, were both dead. I stumbled all the way home, my body shaking, tears and cries spilling out— while the corners of my mouth were harder to hold down than a damn AK.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!