momonosuke and hiyori

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Todo era una venganza al principio pero ahora disfrutaba tanto estar dentro de aquella inocente chica. Bryan nunca pensó que una simple venganza contra un policía lo haría caer tan profundo.

In the world where Tantra is everything, the aspect that dominates and plays an important role in human life, there are people who are special and rare. Those who are able to make Mantras from Tantric extraction, these people are referred to as "Propheto". Unfortunately, the world also begins to be threatened with the appearance of Mutanro, a mutated living being who is contaminated with black Tantra. In order to eradicate Mutanro, who threatens the lives of all mankind, a squad called Taboot is formed, centered in the city of Babylomania. Meanwhile, Jomon Urameki is a homeless boy living on the outskirts of the Babylomania polis. He lives with hundreds of stray cats. Jomon's encounter with a man from the Yayoi royal family named Akali Seiya, gives him a reason to go to the city of Babylomania and in the end makes Jomon join the Taboot Squad to eradicate Mutanros. Can Jomon get his own Mantra? Is Jomon also a Propheto? Does he have the talent to be a Mutanro slayer? The story of Jomon's adventures in a world full of Tantra!

After a war with traditional witches, four kingdoms find themselves at peace until they learn that one of these witch doctors, Mutapa, is alive. He possesses a magical Kudu horn which gives him the power to summon animals in his adventures of revenge on the four kingdoms. It's a war between four kingdoms and a man with an army of animals.

Selene Brooks made one rule for herself: No love. No promises. Just heat. For two years, her secret arrangement with Alexander Knight, ruthless billionaire heir to a powerful mafia dynasty, was nothing but physical. No strings. No emotions. No future. Until the night she walked away. She thought leaving would give her freedom. She didn’t expect to take a piece of him with her. Now she’s carrying his child. Alexander Knight doesn’t chase women. He owns, commands, and controls, and no one walks away from him. Especially not the only woman who ever dared to leave his bed without looking back. When he discovers her secret, his rules change. He wants her back. In his home. In his bed. Under his name. But Selene swore she would never belong to anyone. And Alexander? He doesn’t believe in letting go of what’s his. What happens when a MOMO relationship turns into a war of possession, secrets, desire, and a baby that could bind them forever?

At first glance, Shiina Momoko is just a normal high school girl, but she's actually a erotica novelist. She can't tell anyone the embarassing secret! And yet, the envy of all the girls in the school super model Seto Kioje found out, and now she's his s-slave!?  

Siapkah aku menjadi Ibu?

There are two options when you find a broken doll: either you leave it there, or try to fix it. "Why are you called Omocha?" He was curious. He didn't know her enough to fix her, or if she wanted to be fixed; however, he was too concerned to completely leave her.

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?"

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—"