xxxholic

In a world brutally split down the middle—men locked in steel and shadow on one side, women blooming in silk and sin on the other—no one has ever touched, kissed, or fucked the opposite sex. Desire is a dead myth. Sex doesn’t even have a name. Until Kael Voss, the deadliest male spy alive, slips across the poisoned crystal Divide on a suicide mission. Captured deep in the glowing female capital, he’s stripped naked and chained before Captain Lira—a breathtaking, untouched goddess with emerald eyes and a body built for sin—plus her two equally ravishing lieutenants, Syl and Mira. What was supposed to be cold interrogation becomes the filthiest awakening in history. One look at Kael’s thick, veiny cock—already rock-hard and leaking for them—shatters centuries of ignorance. These virgin warriors have never felt a real man stretch them open. Never tasted raw, throbbing heat. Never screamed while getting fucked senseless. Lira mounts him first, riding every brutal inch until she squirts all over his abs. Syl takes him reverse, ass bouncing as she creams down his shaft. Mira begs to be railed from behind like a bitch in heat while the others hold her down and lick where they join. Moans, wet slaps, and dripping orgasms echo through the crystal spire as three proud female warriors become cock-drunk sluts for the enemy. They suck, swallow, and beg for his thick, hot load—painting their faces, tits, and tongues in the first cum their world has ever seen. One forbidden night of savage, sweaty, no-limits sex doesn’t just break the rules. It ignites a war of pure, insatiable lust… and no wall on Earth will ever contain it again.

DO NOT READ!!!

At nineteen, Kael Aetheris is an ordinary young man—until a mysterious system attaches itself to him, granting unimaginable power… at a cost. To grow stronger and survive, he must follow the system’s commands: every encounter with another man fuels his strength, pushing him closer to mastery. Desperate to ascend, Kael plunges into this world of desire and temptation, learning that each connection comes with both risk and reward. With every level gained through passion, he walks a fine line between power and obsession, discovering that the path to strength is paved with intimacy, and nothing comes without a price.

In the silent, sterile limbo of long-term care, a brain-dead woman becomes the secret obsession of a night-shift orderly. Their forbidden, one-sided encounters evolve into a shocking biological impossibility when she becomes pregnant. The ensuing hospital scandal yields no answers, allowing their hidden nocturnal ritual to resume—a twisted symbiosis of pleasure and emptiness that thrives in the dark.

I’ve known him since I was twelve. Back then he was just “Mr. Kane,” the tall guy who always smelled like cedar and coffee, who ruffled my hair and called me “kiddo” while he grilled burgers at summer barbecues. Now I’m twenty-two. And the way he looks at me when my best friend isn’t watching? That’s not how you look at “kiddo” anymore. His name is still Kane. But the things I call him in my head when I’m alone in my room, fingers between my legs, imagining his voice low against my ear? Daddy. Just Daddy. He’s forty-five. Divorced. Built like he still lifts heavy things for fun. Silver threading through the dark hair at his temples. Hands that look like they could break something or hold it so tight it forgets how to leave. I never meant for it to happen. One late-night text. One “you okay?” that turned into three hours of messages that got darker, dirtier, more honest than anything I’ve ever said out loud. One night I showed up at his house when my best friend, his daughter, was out of town. The door wasn’t even closed before his mouth was on mine and his hand was under my skirt and he growled, “You’ve been teasing me for years, baby girl. Time to pay up.” Now I’m sneaking into his bed when she’s asleep down the hall. I’m on my knees in his office while he’s on a Zoom call, trying not to moan while he feeds me his cock and whispers, “Quiet for Daddy.” I’m cuming so hard I see stars, and then he’s holding me after, stroking my hair, telling me I’m his good girl, his perfect little secret. But secrets like this don’t stay secret forever. And when the truth comes out, it’s going to burn everything down. Me. Him. Her. I just don’t know if I care anymore.

Rose White, A Seductive yet Innocent Vampire Lucas Silverwood, A Dominating Yet Soft Dragon And A marriage that had nothing to do with love Can A 5 yrs old Child be their magnet or A force that will keep them away forever

Basically me explaining characters from shows/animes/mangas I watched or read and how their life is like so imagine being them

A person faces two sets of dilemmas - one that has to be accepted despite the desire to avoid it, and the other that is easy but wrong. Dark surroundings, dim light, and a confused, uncomfortable expression on the face. A vague crisis looms in the background, which cannot be avoided.

sign it why should I sign it I ask angryly you want someone that can satisfy you and am addict to sex we are even Alexander McQueen the CEO of McQueen,s industry was said to be ruthless and merciless will dealing with clients ...... he was said to be the youngest billionaire and the most wanted bachalor in the hole of Asian was called the devil by his enemies what will be Abigail,s faith after she sign an agreement with the devil himself

this is a story of a sex addicted werecat/succubus hybrid. she loves it, craves it, has to have it. she will do whatever it takes to get it. her father is a werecat king that loves to sleep around with many unmated females and sometimes when he would capture mated rouge couples he would use a special drug he created to make them want him to have sex with them together. meanwhile her mother a succubus queen has sex all day everyday and sometimes she would join her father when he has sex with another. she even turns herself into a she male and has sex with men and women. every now and then they would have sex parties and such. the hybrids name Segseu Yeosin which is Korean for sex Goddess. when she turns 16 her parents teach her how to have sex personally. from then on she is hooked and when she finds her mate she finds out that he is not only a rare hybrid of wolf/lycan/vampire but he is just as addicted to sex as she is. NOTICE: THIS IS AN EROTIC NOVEL. IT CONTAINS TRIGGERS SUCH AS INNCEST EXTREME SEX SCENES AND SEXUAL VIOLENCE. IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THIS DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.

Tales of Midnight A j-novel series blending gothic surrealism with karmic horror. “What you want and what you deserve are rarely the same.” Hidden among the alleyways of forgotten cities, down streets that shouldn’t exist, stands a bodega that only reveals itself to those on the edge—of despair, obsession, or consequence. The shop’s name is never spoken. The only constant is its enigmatic keeper: Mistress Ina, a pale, elegant woman who offers not goods, but bargains. Need to erase a mistake? Want time back? Crave silence, attention, love, revenge? She’ll give you what you ask for… but the cost is always what you never considered. Each episode in Tales of Midnight is a self-contained descent into the eerie, the ironic, and the unseen—where karmic laws override natural ones, and even wishes cast shadows. Featuring twisted fables of lost identities, time devoured, shadows betrayed, and memories rewritten, this series will haunt readers long after the last chime rings. Perfect for fans of: xxxHOLiC The Twilight Zone Petshop of Horrors Psychological horror and magical realism

At the prestigious Horizon University, ordinary sophomore Ethan Hale—mediocre grades, plain looks, average build, and zero standout qualities—somehow landed the unattainable: campus idol and student council president, Lila Voss.By day, Lila is the flawless black-haired beauty with emerald-green eyes, the girl every guy dreams of and every girl envies. Graceful, brilliant, untouchable. By night, she becomes someone else entirely—long golden-blonde hair cascading down her back, sapphire-blue eyes burning with raw hunger, and an insatiable nymphomaniac who craves cock like oxygen. The double persona isn’t a game. It’s survival. The innocent daytime Lila keeps her perfect reputation intact; the blonde nighttime Lila is the broken, lust-drunk slut forged in trauma.It started when she was sixteen. Her worthless, gambling-addicted father—freshly fired by his young, rich, handsome boss who had been secretly fucking his wife (his own personal assistant)—came home drunk and furious. Seeing his daughter’s face, the spitting image of the wife who had betrayed him, he snapped. That night he pinned her down and fucked her raw, claiming her body as the only thing left that was “his.” From then on, she became his nightly cum dump.

“You taste like summer,” Beau whispers, then kisses me hard. His hunger unravels as I receive him. His other hand finds my shoulder first, nonchalantly exploring that bit of bare skin before it goes wandering over my breasts. He holds one firmly, squeezing and massaging until he hears me moan.

**** Only 17+ are allowed, more steamy scenesare included in this novel. Read on your own risk . Please Enjoy. **** Cassie Claudel, the despised of the Duchy of Deorc. The employees of the mansion gave her the cold shoulder. While the Duke’s adopted son, Ace Deorc, have sex with her continuously. Then, one day, the Duke’s successor, Jack Deorc, returns from the battlefield— The man Olivia had a terrible crush on. The joy of reuniting with her crush lasted for a moment. That is until Leonard finds out about Olivia’s relationship with Ace “Is it true that you said you couldn’t live without a man?” Jack’s words left her in a deeper abyss. It was because no one can prove it even if it is not true… Will this man believe in her even if she says she’s innocent? She already knew that would never be the case. “What are you going to do?” “….” “Why? Are you going to replace Ace?” As Olivia’s eyes were about to tear up, Jack’s voice could be heard again. “I’m willing to.” “What…?” “I mean, I’ll satisfy you instead of him. So, don’t do that with my brother anymore.” His face was as serious as it could be. Although her face was filled with confusion, he went out of the room as if he had killed. “I’ll come back when the moon tilts west.”