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"This is so wrong," Enzo groaned. His voice was rough as he slid another finger into Rebecca’s tight entrance. She let out a broken moan, spreading her legs wider against the cold stone wall, begging for more. ​"Becca..." Enzo growled. He leaned in to kiss her deeply, his large body pinning her back, trapping her. "I am ten years older than you. I've seen too much blood... you're too pure for this." ​Rebecca pulled away from the kiss. A smirk played on her lips as her eyes burned with hunger. "The older the better, Enzo." ​Before he could protest, she sank to her knees before him. She looked up at him through her lashes, her hands reaching for his belt. ​The Blurb ​Rebecca has loved the pack’s Beta for as long as she can remember. ​Ten years older than her, Enzo was everything she wasn’t supposed to want—cold, brutal, respected, and completely out of reach. While the entire pack feared him, Rebecca followed him around like a lovesick shadow, shamelessly confessing her feelings every chance she got. ​But Enzo never took her seriously. To him, she was too young. Too innocent. Just the Alpha’s spoiled daughter who deserved someone better than a hardened Beta stained by years of blood and war. ​So, when Rebecca’s aging father announces that Enzo must marry one of his daughters to become the next Alpha, Rebecca finally believes fate is on her side. Until Enzo chooses her older sister instead.

Finnian knew his world was dying, so he chose to die with it. However, when he awoke, alive in a new land, he found this world too was headed toward ruin. That, however, was not what interested him. What consumed his focus now was his obsession with thighs, a remnant of his past self's ambitions. An aim so pure and absolute that abandoning it would be a crime. Where others might see a second life as a chance to save this dying world, Finnian understood something different. He had a mission. A sacred task. No matter how underhanded the tactic or nefarious the method, if it got him closer to his goal, the loss of his humanity was a small price to pay. Travelling through space and time; from the Stone Age to the age of Vikings, forging alliances, commanding fleets, and conquering nations, nothing would stand between him and the object of his desire. Finnian Thorne was, is, and will always remain one thing above all else: A man consumed by obsession.

When a forbidden pact is broken, the spirits awaken and they demand a price. But what begins as a test of loyalty spirals into a dark game of power, pleasure, and sacrifice.

"The waves are waiting to kiss the earth ... The sun is waiting to set ... The procession of lightning is waiting to confront ... and now even her destiny is scared of her" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Zhao Mei was transmigrated into a third-rated romance novel, 'Mr. CEO: PLEASE LOVE ME, HARDER. ' She became the evil adopted sister of the original female protagonist and the big fat villainess. She was excited no very excited. If she found God at that moment, she would have given him thousands of hugs for her new life. So, as an avid novel reader of villainess became good after transmigration. She did what every villainess does. #1 Change her destruction path and live the exact opposite of what she was portrayed in the novel. #2 No poker face and not to act like a spoiled brat. #3 No harm to FL. No to being bully. #4 Latch on to the big thighs of Male Lead. To become a perfect picture with a broken frame. But destiny was not in her favor. Web of conspiracies were laid for her to fall into it, without her knowledge. Her heart broke, trust lost, everything seems to against her after all her efforts. So, she showed her middle finger to God and the shitty author who wrote the novel. And became the villainess that she was destined to be . “HOWEVER, BEWARE THIS VILLAINESS IS NOT A CANNON FODDER FOR PROTAGONISTS TO PLAY BUT IT’S THE OPPOSITE. BECAUSE BEING NICE WAS HER PAST TIME.” However, after becoming a big boss, a certain someone latched on this dangerous woman's big thighs and pitifully said, "Dear why did you ran away? After eating me." "You need to compensate me. After all, you are going to be my sugar mommy and..." "Shut up daddy," a cute lil dumpling latched on her other thigh and blinked cutely, "She is my mommy not yours!" Zhao Mei: "......" ----------------------------------------------------------------- Author Note: HELLO, LOVELIES AUTHOR HERE! This is my entry to Writing Formula Practice #29 WARNING: MATURE CONTENT ALERT NOTE: The pictures in cover is not mine. Contact: Insta: Akku_Nidz Discord: Akku_Nidz#2754

“Who do you belong to?" Daddy growled in a lust-filled voice, his powerful hand clamping around my throat, pinning me to the leather couch. Pleasure travelled through my core... I was completely soaked as his engorged length ground mercilessly against my thin lace shorts. "You," I whimpered shakily, my hands clutching his tattooed arms. "Your good girl...I belong to you." A dark, satisfied pleasured grunt rumbled from his chest as he shoved it in. "That’s right. And don’t you ever forget it." Angel has spent her whole life worshipping one man. Vincenzo Hale. He was the man who adopted her after her parents died in a mysterious cold blooded murder by their enemies. To Angel, Vincenzo is perfection. His deep voice dampens her panties, his presence makes her knees go weak. She calls him Daddy, not by blood, but by obsession, desire, and the twisted bond she built around him since childhood. But Vincenzo has a dark secret, one that will turn Angel’s world upside down. Now she is stuck between two daddies, Damian who want to ruin her. Vincenzo who tells her she is his. Only his. But Angel cannot resist the desire of both men who want to claim her. Can she defy the Daddy she loved so blindly? Or will Damian pull drag her back into his darkness forever? And even more terrifying… What will Damian do when someone tries to take his doll away? Even if it’s his best friend. The war between both powerful mafia is coming—and Angel is the prize both are willing to spill blood to claim. This is an extremely dark erotical. EXPECT INTENSE RAW, HARDCORE, EXPLICIT, DIRTY, NASTY SCENES. 

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?"

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?

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!"

Wendy York took the tutoring job for the money. Her student, Eli Hayes, is a senior who's failing everything — math, English, motivation to exist in a classroom. Her job is simple: get his grades up before college entrance exams. “You don’t want to learn math, and you don’t want to learn English either. So, what exactly do you want to learn?” “What if whatever I want to learn, you will teach me?” “Nonsense, why else would I be here as your tutor?” “I want to learn how to kiss.” “……” Wendy looked seriously at Eli. “Sorry, I’ve never considered having a boyfriend younger than me.” Eli raised an eyebrow. "I'm younger by one hour." “Even a minute counts!” He leaned in with the kind of smile that made her forget she was supposed to be the responsible one. "Then maybe it's time to reconsider."