romance

..."Fucking take my cock like a good little slut." Jenna could only sob and cling to his shoulders as he fucked her into the mattress, too overwhelmed by sensation to do anything else. She could feel Alex behind her, suddenly, rubbing his own sticky cock between her ass cheeks, teasingly. "Please," she whimpered brokenly. "Need you both..." One midnight train ride turned Jenna into a dripping, hole-wrecked mess. A brutal stranger fucked her raw in the aisle until she squirted across the seats. A bathroom quickie left another man’s cum leaking down her thighs. Then the Syndicate came for her. Now she’s collared, caged, and passed between powerful men who stretch every hole past breaking. Electro-clamped nipples, inflating plugs, double-cock DP marathons, throat-fucked until she’s crying cum-bubbles, and public gangbangs while strangers watch and film. She was supposed to escape. Instead, she begs to be filled again… and again… and again. Begging unleashes hell; electro-clamps fry swollen tits to gushing orgasms; inflating plugs stretch pussy/ass to tearing screams; caged like a bitch as Master's paddle cracks welts bloody-red. MMF savagery explodes, where dual cocks grind through her thin walls in DP creampie marathons, throat-bulging face-fucks choke her on twin loads, and every hole is plugged, leaking and stuffed in endless breed-chains. Collaring brands her eternal Syndicate cum-pet, public gangbangs, zap-torture squirts, and piss-soaked submission. Raw, relentless, and hole-ruining ecstasy. Will Jenna escape the Syndicate's cock-collar... or beg to be their forever-drenched fucktoy?... Or get trapped back to David?

The year was 2030 when dungeons descended and wreaked havoc across the world. Fortunately, along with the descent of the dungeons was the awakening of various people obtaining superpowers, allowing the world to barely defend against the worldwide threat. Five years later, Desther, a young man that only wants to watch anime and read online novels, awakened the SSS-Grade Talent, Ultimate Thief, allowing him to steal a target’s attribute in battle and making it his own. However, along with the overpowered talent, was an announcement he wished he never got. [You obtained the title, [Chosen One]] [Clear the dungeon or Die!]

Ethan Cole had never been late for anything in his life. Yet here he was, jogging down the sleek white hallway of Hart Global, tie crooked, breath uneven, rehearsing his answers for the secretary interview he had been preparing for months. The moment he saw the restroom sign, he acted on instinct, pushing the door open without a second thought. The moment he stepped inside, his stomach dropped. She was there. Olivia Hart. CEO. Legendary, untouchable, ice-cold, untamed. Her black heels clicked softly against the marble floor, her skirt clinging to curves that were impossible not to notice. Her blouse, slightly damp at the collar from the sink, revealed just a hint of delicate skin—enough to steal his breath but not so much to embarrass her. She had her back to him at first, adjusting her hair in the mirror, unaware of his intrusion. And then she turned. The air around him seemed to compress. She didn’t scream. She didn’t shout. She simply arched an eyebrow, her piercing dark eyes locking onto his. “You’re in the wrong restroom,” she said, her voice calm, cold, commanding. “I—I’m sorry,” Ethan stammered, trying to step back. “I didn’t—” “Close the door,” she interrupted, her tone leaving no room for argument. He hesitated. “I—okay.” The click of the lock echoed. Silence fell. The tension was almost tangible, thick like velvet wrapping around them. She crossed the room slowly, her gaze fixed on him as if assessing every detail, every line of his body, every pulse that betrayed his nervousness. “You’re here for the secretary position,” she said, voice smooth, deliberate. “Yes,” he managed to whisper, his heart hammering. Her gaze lingered, dangerous and deliberate. “You walk into a women’s restroom before an interview. How do you fix mistakes, Mr…?” “Ethan.” “Mr. Cole,” she said slowly, her lips curving into the faintest smirk. “Do you take responsibility for your mistakes?” He didn’t answer verbally. He stepped closer. His hands rose to her waist, firm, controlled, dominant—but not forceful. He gave her a chance to stop him. She didn’t. The kiss that followed was not gentle. Not experimental. It was electric. Hungry. Precise. Her hands tangled in his hair. His hands pressed against her lower back, pulling her flush against him. Her back met the cold marble counter, heels slipping slightly as he lifted her effortlessly. “I don’t mix business with pleasure,” she whispered, breathless. “You already did,” he murmured, brushing his lips against hers again. And then it was over. She stepped back, perfectly composed, slipping her blouse back into place as if nothing had happened. Her eyes, sharp as knives, fixed him with that trademark CEO glare. “You’re not getting the job,” she said, voice ice-cold. “No?” “Leave,” she instructed, turning on her heel and walking past him. Ethan stood there, adjusting his tie, heart racing—not with regret—but with longing. Unbeknownst to him, the woman he had just shared something reckless, intimate, and unforgettable with was Olivia Hart. CEO. Power. Ice. And soon… his fate.

“Life is nothing but a cruel game… and we are its unwilling players.” — Ethan Heart --- After living a miserable life cornered from every direction, Ethan expected nothing good from the world anymore. He was a failure .. good at nothing. A burden. Treated like human trash by society. And yet… he was exceptional at one thing. Games. That single talent earned him a name as the owner of one of the most prominent games streaming channels in the scene. Sheltered within his safe space as a gaming addict, Ethan never imagined his life would be turned upside down— The moment he became the first person in history to finish the impossible game… Ordeal. A dark Souls-like RPG with brutal, unforgiving difficulty and a living world that punished players for every mistake. “I saw the ending to the game no one was able to clear. But, when I came to my senses, I was inside of the game” The story of Ordeal was one of despair. The Apocalypse descended. And the Night Lord shattered the Light into fragments. The Curse of Night spread across the world, corrupting all living things—twisting them into grotesque abominations known as Night Walkers, monsters that ravaged everything in their path. In this ruined world, a select group of humans awakened powers resembling game systems. To survive, they must slay monsters, absorb souls, and grow stronger in a merciless world that devours the weak. Ethan became the final summoned player. Forced to walk through Ordeal once again... This time not as a gamer… But as a participant. He must reach the ending that none before him could attain. “No matter how impossible it seems… I will conquer this game...!” Armed with complete knowledge of the world’s secrets, the instincts of a veteran player .. And the forbidden pact he forged with a Devil .. Ethan begins his journey. --- Blessings obtained: [The Legendary Weapons Master] [Class Change at Will] [The Demon’s Body] [The Blood of the Old Gods] [Insight of the Wise Raven] [Aura of the Lord of Night] With the ability to forge weapons from the souls of those he kills .. each imbued with terrifying ash of war , Ethan becomes the Legendary Weapons Master. But every deal has a price. Each blessing he gained came with a curse. And now, his body is a vessel for darkness. Can Ethan achieve what no living being has ever accomplished? Or will he become just another soul swallowed by the Night? --- Tags: #Evolution #System #NoHarem ... discord: https://discord.gg/uNrXRgS3Xb

When seventeen-year-old Damon Vale lost his mother, his whole world cracked—not with grief, but with an impossible truth. Damon is no longer just a high schooler dealing with gangs and betrayal; he is the secret descendant of the celestial Queen of Woewyn, a realm where memory, time, and spirit intertwine. Raised on Earth by a mother who lied to save his life, Damon is burdened by a forbidden power that literally bends light and is constantly on the verge of purging his own body. Now, ancient gods and demons are pouring onto Earth, some disguised as humans, Chronisouls— some torment, some help. For Damon, the choice is simple: Embrace the divine power that burns him from the inside out, or watch his life on Earth, including the one girl who sees past his walls, shatter forever. From quiet rooftops(literally) to cosmic wars(also literally), Damon must discover if saving existence means losing the fragile human he was trying to be.

Han Soorin thought landing the job of a lifetime—makeup artist for LUMEN, the hottest K-pop boy band in the world—would be her dream come true. Billboards, music shows, sold-out arenas… and her ultimate bias, Jung Haejin, standing just a breath away. But reality? A nightmare wrapped in designer clothes. Haejin, the flawless leader adored by millions, is nothing like the angelic idol Gleams worship. Offstage he’s cold, sharp-tongued, and impossible to please. The first words he throws at Soorin? A sneer at her “lack of manners” and a warning she won’t survive a week. Yet every day backstage pulls her deeper into their chaotic world—glittering stages, vicious rumors, obsessive fans, and the suffocating pressure of perfection. She sees the cracks in Haejin’s mask, the loneliness behind the spotlight… and against her better judgment, her hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. When a scandal threatens to destroy them both, Soorin must decide: walk away from the idol she swore to hate, or risk everything to stand by the man she never expected to possibly... love? ✨✨✨✨✨ [Chapter: 5-20 Update Daily] [Update schedule: 10+ comments or 2 reviews=1 Bonus chapter]

[WARNING: Mature Content, R18+] [Strictly for Adults Only] I, Nate Cole, Captain of CSI, am damn fucking good at my job. I followed the law, trusted the evidence, and never let anyone distract me… not even the criminals I locked behind bars. Until Adrian Blackwood was forced back into my life, the dark, ruthless, devastatingly handsome Mafia Boss serving a twenty‑year sentence at Hell’s Watch, the city’s most notorious high‑security prison. A fortress built to cage mafia lords, serial offenders, and corrupt officials, and a place where even the guards whispered about inmates who ruled empires from behind steel bars. And he was exactly the kind of man I was raised to despise. “You’re the one who came to me, Nate Cole… what makes you think I’ll cooperate with you or that you can resist me?” His gray eyes smoldered, daring me to look away. I leaned back, meeting his gaze evenly. “Resist you? Please. You’re a bastard behind bars. I don’t do fantasies… and I don’t entertain criminals.” He smirked, stepping closer, voice low and teasing. “Criminals, maybe… but you look like someone who enjoys losing control, and I bet, I can make you beg.” He was the key to a case I couldn’t solve without him, and every glance, every word, every brush of his presence set my pulse racing. His control was intoxicating, and his power is undeniable. “I will break you beautifully, completely, and only into mine,” he whispered, a dangerous promise that shattered every rational thought in my head as the sizzling chemistry and attraction rose between us. I was supposed to stay professional, fucking resist, but some chains weren’t meant to be broken… and some temptations weren’t meant to be denied. Adrian Blackwood was my enemy, and falling for him might have been the most dangerous, most thrilling crime I’d ever committed. I had no idea which one of us was going to survive the darkness… me or him or the fucking world was going to burn.

He has transmigrated twice. He has died twice. The first time he got cocky in a happy-ending cultivation novel and died in a petty duel. The second, he hid on a mountain to avoid the main plot. A demonic invasion still found him and killed him again. Now he’s on his third transmigration, armed with a System and three powerful abilities: Perfect Memory, Inspect, and Luck Conversion. He is inside Five Villainesses of the Jade Realm, the darkest cultivation story he has ever read. Five women with Fractured Dao hearts, a shadowy organization molding them into weapons, and a world where by the end, most of the population dies. He is Wei Liang, the overlooked seventh heir of the Soaring Crane Sect. He has two weeks to prevent the first Villainess from inverting, there by leading the world to its doom. His plan is simple in theory but crazy in practice: kidnap the five women, save them from their fates, and convince them that the stranger who took them is actually their salvation. The Hollow Veil is watching. The cultivation world thinks he is building a demonic cult. His own brother is investigating him. And the women he is trying to save are all capable of killing him if they even suspect betrayal. Even worse, as he saves them, their feelings—and their rivalries—might complicate everything. Love, loyalty, jealousy, and trust all hang in the balance. He has died twice already. He refuses a third time. - - - - - “Before you stumble through life as an Extra and end up dead, study the master. That’s me. Your survival guide awaits in my story.” — Wei Liang

Wei Yingluo reborn for vengeance, she is a ghost in her own skin, navigating the treacherous court with a chilling smile as she dismantles the lives of those who betrayed her. But in the palace's forgotten corners, she meets another outcast the "crippled" Crown Prince, a man who sees the storm behind her eyes and recognizes it as his own. A forbidden connection, whispered under the moon's cold eye, begins to bloom. This new love is a dangerous warmth, a beautiful and terrifying prison that threatens to melt the icy hatred that fuels her, forcing her to question what she truly wants: retribution for the dead, or a future with the living.

Vale lived for one purpose: to kill the demon that slaughtered his family. He succeeded, but it cost him his life. Death, however, was not the end. Faced with oblivion, Vale accepts a second chance through a contract. But this new life doesn't come without a cost. His fate is switched for that of someone else. He just doesn't know it yet. Reborn into the body of a boy who should have died, Vale soon discovers that the soul of the original owner still lingers, unwilling to fade away. Follow Vale as he tries to live a happy life, but between a fate that isn't his and a relentless soul, things don't seem to be heading in that direction. _______ 35 power stones=Extra chapter for the week. 20 golden tickets=Extra chapter for the week. Gifts over a thousand = Two extra chapters for the Day. Magic Castle = Five extra chapters for the week. Space Craft = Seven extra chapters for the week. Golden Gachapon = Mass Release. ____ Upload schedule. Two chapters everyday Time: 21:00-22:00 (GMT)

Fated mates are supposed to be sacred. Rejection is supposed to break them. When Elara Moonveil is publicly rejected by her Alpha mate, she loses everything—her pack, her future, and the life the Moon promised her. But the bond does not break. Instead, it burns… and awakens something far more dangerous within her. As Elara rises from discarded to powerful, her rejected mate is forced to watch her become everything he feared—and everything he no longer deserves. With rival packs circling, ancient bloodlines stirring, and the Blood Moon counting down, survival demands more than fate ever promised. This is not a story about forgiveness given freely. It is a story about power earned, love chosen, and an Alpha who must kneel for the mate he once cast aside. A slow-burn werewolf romance series featuring rejected mates, brutal grovel arcs, strong female leads, and love that refuses to be owned.

My name is Hagar, and I’m no hero. Heroes die in stories. I follow orders. I execute. I survive. That’s how I’ve lasted, and how I’ve thrived in a world that chews up the unprepared. I know the danger of wandering ideals, the danger of acting without a plan, the danger of believing anyone’s courage is enough to save them. Until now. Until I took on this mission and found myself in-between two warring nations and in-between two men that scare me and confound me. For the first time, I’m seeing orders I cannot follow, decisions that don’t make sense, a mission that feels… wrong. thoughts that are mine alone, and desires that exist without permission. Playing a hero might just be the death of me.

The soul travels through Douluo, and the martial soul is suspected to be the Buddha? This book is also known as: The Evil Soul Master’s Lifelong Enemy. What? If I can save the evil soul master, I can become stronger? Donor, you have committed so many evil deeds and are full of evil spirit. Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now! ***************************** I'm not the orginal author... This is a translation from fanmtl.com Author:死亡吟唱 link: https://www.fanmtl.com/novel/6952226.html

Sasuke Uchiha, master of ten Legendary Pokemon, younger brother of Indigo League Champion Itachi, son of world famous Professor Fugaku and Blackthorn Gym Leader/Dragon Master Mikoto, has returned after three years of grueling training at the Crown Tundra to start his travels across Kanto-Johto and beyond with his three beautiful female childhood friends, collecting sixteen gym badges while battling the criminal Aether Foundation led by Danzo Shimura. Integrates Naruto characters into the world of Pokemon. A slice of life story with Pokemon battles. [Sasuke-centric/Dynamax/Gigantamax/Primal. Sasuke has Legendaries. OC Harem. Slight AU. No romance with Sakura.] [Naruto, Itachi, Kakashi and Neji also have their own Legendary Pokemon.] [Sasuke's Pokemon Team: Victini, Latios, Raikou, Zekrom, Mega Tyranitar, Galarian Moltres, Landorus, Mega Blastoise, Mega Venasaur, Groudon.]

Reborn at six years old with a god-tier Financial System, Jin Long is done playing by the rules. Armed with a "Second Ledger" that quantifies morality and a "Cache" of future secrets, Jin builds a shadow empire from a primary school classroom. But every secret he buys costs a piece of his past life. With his past-life wife, now a deadly child prodigy at his side, Jin is moving from the playground to the boardroom to settle a blood debt. The Board is watching. The market is bleeding. And Jin Long is ready to liquidate his enemies.

Di Jun is the Demon Lord, a powerful king whose heart is as cold as ice. A curse is killing him, and the only cure is a mortal woman named Hua Qian, a simple doctor whose life energy is pure poison to his kind. He makes her a deal: bind her soul to his for one year to save his life, and he will grant her any wish she desires. Forced to stay by his side, Hua Qian sees the lonely man behind the monster. As she heals his body, she begins to melt his frozen heart. Their dangerous, forbidden love grows in a world that wants them apart. But the curse is just the beginning. An old enemy who wants Di Jun's power is coming for them both, and to save the man she loves, Hua Qian must make a choice that will cost her everything.

Twenty‑one‑year‑old Sorrel only wanted a normal night out. Instead, her date turns dangerous—too fast, too suddenly—and she runs for her life into the one place no human should ever enter: the Veilwood. The forest should have rejected her. Its boundaries have been sealed for a century, swallowing anyone who tries to cross. But Sorrel’s terror awakens something ancient inside her. Her dormant Sovereign Arcana flares to life, opening the Veilwood’s barrier just long enough for her to slip through. The forest senses her fear… and chooses her. Crossing the threshold triggers the Sevenfold Binding, tethering Sorrel to seven powerful men whose magic answers hers: a storm‑touched warrior, a shadow‑born spy, a wildfire mage, a gentle healer rooted in earth, a silver‑tongued illusionist, a moon‑blessed seer, and the boundary‑breaker who should not exist. Their fates are now tied to her survival. Their instincts sharpen around her. And the Veilwood itself begins to wake. Hunted by the prince who destroyed her family, Sorrel must learn why the forest opened for her—and why the Arcana has returned after a century of silence. But the deeper her bond with the Seven grows, the more dangerous her destiny becomes. The Veilwood did not choose lightly. And Sorrel is no one’s pawn. To survive, she must decide whether to run from the power inside her… or rise as the Sovereign the realm has been waiting for.

They thought the war ended at sea. It didn't. Haider is in prison. The canisters are at the bottom of the ocean. But STAR is still being watched — by a system older, colder, and far more patient than the man who created them. It's called Minerva. It has been auditing them since before they were recruited. It knows their trauma, their weaknesses, their predictable responses to stress and loss. It has been waiting seventeen years for this moment. Phase 3 has begun. The audit is over. The termination protocol is active. And the only way to survive is to become something the algorithm can't predict. http://wbnv.in/a/65jdLEc Season 2 of The Phantom Star. The war evolves.

Su Yan didn't just transmigrate to the Douluo Continent; he arrived with the ultimate cheat: a Dimensional Chat Group capable of recruiting female characters from all five Douluo eras. His first login nets him a "Critical Hit" reward: the advanced Nine Yang Divine Skill, Six Meridian Divine Sword, and Lingbo Steps. With supreme power in hand, his real challenge begins: managing his chaotic members. Bibi Dong: "Shameless group owner! You slandered Yu Xiaogang! Just try and hide from me!" Qian Renxue: "The blind Douluo upstairs, you are truly unworthy of being a mother." Liu Erlong: "Bibi Dong, you old hag, you deserve every bit of loneliness!" Xiao Wu: "Stop arguing! I really just met Tang San... I don't want to sacrifice myself! Someone save me!" Ning Rongrong: "Brother Su Yan, please! Tell me where the immortal herbs are right now!" Zhu Zhuqing: "Su Yan, you saved my life. I will repay your grace... with my body." Dugu Yan: [Waiting for her turn to make a demand.] --------------------- Check out advanced chapters on : patreon.com/Veni_V

Elena Winter, daughter of Mr Raymond Winter, personal chef to the Ashford family, has always carried herself with quiet elegance. She dreams big, works hard, and believes that love only complicates life. Everything changes when she earns a scholarship to Crestwood Academy, a school built for the elite, where privilege rules and secrets spread fast. At first, Crestwood feels exciting. Then Elena crosses paths with Crown Prince Kaelith Altherion of Valeria, a boy raised on power and pride who expects the world to bend for him. Their worlds collide after she witnesses something she was never meant to see. Soon she is caught between danger, defiance, and a connection she refuses to acknowledge. Will Elena’s determination protect her, or will it pull her into a forbidden bond that could reshape her future? And will her beliefs about love survive the truth she uncovers? It was supposed to be a normal day at Crestwood Academy. Well, as normal as things ever get here, but that is a story for another time. I was on my way to Mr Wiston’s office to submit some papers, still thinking about what I had seen at Westwood University, when someone grabbed my arm and pulled me into the storage room. Before I could react, I found myself staring at the personal bodyguard of the crown prince. Yes, that crown prince. Kaelith Altherion of Valeria. The walking definition of arrogance, pride, and everything that goes wrong when someone grows up too rich. The bodyguard shut the door, looked straight at me, and delivered his message with all the attitude I expected. "His Majesty, Crown Prince Kaelith Altherion of Valeria, requests that you take these two thousand Valerian gold coins and forget everything you saw yesterday." I stared at him, lifted my chin, and smiled. My answer probably was not what he expected. "Since His Majesty is feeling generous, and since this is real life, not some romance story where the prince falls for the girl he tries to silence, I will not throw the money in your face. I will kindly help His Majesty spend it. And no, I am not forgetting anything." With that, I walked out.