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[Conteúdo Adulto] Khalifa Fei, uma renomada maga da água, de repente acordou dentro de um livro estupidamente agradável sobre os mortos-vivos. Embora ela tenha transmigrado para uma personagem secundária que nem mesmo tinha nome no livro... ela realmente não se importava. Afinal, como ela poderia perder a chance de assistir ao livro que gostava em carne e osso?? O que ela não esperava era que haveria tantas... distrações pelo caminho. Será que ela conseguiria se preparar adequadamente com todos esses homens a arrastando para a cama? #Espaço #Magia #HarémInverso #Poligamia #zumbis #apocalipse #Transmigração #R18 #Picante CONFIRA IMAGENS na minha página do KoFi www.ko-fi.com/heatherreader

[Mature Content] Khalifa Fei, a famed water mage, suddenly woke up into a stupidly enjoyable book about the undead. Although she transmigrated into a cannon fodder who didn't even have a name in the book... she really didn't mind. After all, how could she possibly miss watching the book she liked in the flesh?? What she didn't expect was that there would be so many... distractions along the way. Would she even be able to prepare properly with all these men pulling her to bed? #Space #Magic #ReverseHarem #Polyandry #zombies #apocalypse #Transmigration #R18 #Smut CHECK OUT IMAGES on my KoFi page www.ko-fi.com/heatherreader

``` Khalifa Fei, una célebre maga del agua, de repente despertó dentro de un libro estúpidamente placentero sobre los no muertos. Aunque transmigró a un personaje de relleno que ni siquiera tenía nombre en el libro... realmente no le importaba. Después de todo, ¿cómo podría perderse ver el libro que le gustaba en carne y hueso? Lo que no esperaba era que habría tantas... distracciones en el camino. ¿Sería siquiera capaz de prepararse adecuadamente con todos estos hombres llevándola a la cama? #Espacio #Magia #HarénInverso #Poligamia #zombis #apocalipsis #Transmigración #18+ #Lascivia CHEQUEA IMÁGENES en mi página de KoFi www.ko-fi.com/heatherreader ```

"—No creo que te des cuenta, pero no soy ese tipo de chica. Se creía mi dueño, pero de ninguna manera iba a dejar que me viera quebrarme. —Te compré... ¿recuerdas? —respondió, con una mueca en la comisura de los labios. —No, tú compraste mi virginidad. La risa estalló cuando su siniestra mirada recorrió mi cuerpo. —¿No es lo mismo? *** Lyla, una estudiante universitaria, cae en apuros económicos al volver a estudiar. En un arrebato de desesperación -y borrachera- se inscribe en un sitio de Sugar babies con la esperanza de vender su virginidad al mejor postor. El único problema es que cuando Lyla vuelve en sí, se da cuenta de que no sólo se vendió a un hombre cualquiera, sino al Príncipe de Dubai. Un príncipe con secretos y sed de cosas oscuras y peligrosas. ¿Será capaz de resistirse a sus oscuras insinuaciones? ""Vendida al príncipe de Dubai"" es una obra de Scarlett Rossi, autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing."

“I don’t think you realize it, but I’m not that kind of girl.” He thought he owned me, but there was no way I would let him see me break. “I bought you… remember?” He replied, the corners of his lips turning up into a smirk. “No, you bought my virginity.” Laughter erupted as his sinister gaze swept over my body. “Isn’t that the same thing?” *** Lyla, a university student, falls into financial troubles when returning back to school. In a rush of desperation–and a drunken haze– she signs up to a Sugar babies site in hopes to sell her virginity to the highest bidder. The only problem is when Lyla returns to her senses, she realizes not only was she sold to just any man, she was sold to the Prince of Dubai. A prince with secrets and a hunger for all things dark and dangerous. Will she be able to resist his dark advances? Sold to the Prince of Dubai is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"Acho que você não percebe, mas não sou esse tipo de garota." Ele pensava que me possuía, mas eu não deixaria que ele me visse fraquejar. "Eu comprei você... lembra?" Ele respondeu, os cantos de seus lábios se curvando em um sorriso irônico. "Não, você comprou minha virgindade." Risadas eclodiram enquanto seu olhar sinistro percorria meu corpo. "Não é a mesma coisa?" *** Lyla, uma estudante universitária, enfrenta dificuldades financeiras ao retornar à escola. Em um momento de desespero – e em meio a uma névoa de embriaguez – ela se inscreve em um site de Sugar babies na esperança de vender sua virgindade ao maior licitante. O único problema é que quando Lyla recupera a consciência, ela percebe que não foi vendida apenas para qualquer homem, ela foi vendida para o Príncipe de Dubai. Um príncipe com segredos e um apetite por coisas obscuras e perigosas. Será que ela conseguirá resistir aos seus avanços sombrios?

"Ich glaube nicht, dass du es verstehst, aber ich bin nicht diese Art von Mädchen." Er dachte, er würde mich besitzen, aber ich würde ihn niemals meine Schwäche sehen lassen. "Ich habe dich gekauft... erinnerst du dich?" Antwortete er, während sich seine Mundwinkel zu einem Grinsen verzogen. "Nein, du hast meine Jungfräulichkeit gekauft." Gelächter brach aus, als sein finsterer Blick über meinen Körper wanderte. "Ist das nicht dasselbe?" *** Lyla, eine Studentin, gerät in finanzielle Schwierigkeiten, als sie an die Universität zurückkehrt. In einem Anfall von Verzweiflung – und in einem betrunkenen Zustand – meldet sie sich bei einer Sugar-Babies-Webseite an, in der Hoffnung, ihre Jungfräulichkeit an den Höchstbietenden zu verkaufen. Das einzige Problem ist, dass Lyla, als sie wieder zu Sinnen kommt, erkennt, dass sie nicht an irgendeinen Mann verkauft wurde, sondern an den Prinzen von Dubai. Ein Prinz mit Geheimnissen und einem Hunger nach allem Dunklen und Gefährlichen. Wird sie seinen dunklen Avancen widerstehen können?

He ruled the mango world. Then he died. Now he’s stuck in a desert with no mangoes and a system that won’t shut up. Hari Varma was once the proud (and exhausted) heir to India’s largest mango plantation empire. But after spending his entire life managing exports, balancing budgets, and never once enjoying the fruit of his labor, fate decided to hit the brakes—literally. After a tragic (and oddly mango-themed) car accident, Hari wakes up in a strange new world that looks like Dubai… but with one outrageous twist: There are no mangoes. Not even one. Not in markets. Not in smoothies. They're banned. But things get even juicier when Hari discovers he’s been gifted a mysterious Mango System, a voice in his head that offers him mango-themed powers in exchange for completing certain ridiculous tasks. [System Alert]: Teach someone the joy of mangoes – Reward: Mango Sense Lv. 1 [System Alert]: Bribe a government official with a mango pie – Reward: Pit of Power (Throwable Weapon) [System Alert]: Say “I love mangoes” 100 times – Reward: Mango Armor (Smells like summer) Now, armed with nothing but sarcastic wit, fruity skills, and a deep-seated passion for forbidden fruit, Hari must create his own mango empire yet again. A comedically dramatic isekai about mangoes, missed chances, and making life a little sweeter—one juicy task at a time. Perfect for fans of absurd systems, heartfelt humor, and fruit-fueled rebellion.

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?"

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?"