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Vampires and wolf shifters don't mix--or do they? Emory I was born to be the Alpha of my pack, my father's first born daughter. But now... I am here, in the castle of our greatest enemy, the Vampire King. I should hate Kane Alexander, but the more time I spend with him, the more I long for him in ways I cannot understand. I am not here to be his lover, though. I am here to be his feeder, to satisfy his hunger, his thirst for blood. But even before his lips graze my skin the first time, I know I would give myself to him in every way imaginable if only he should ask. Kane I long to taste the wolf shifter, but not her blood, her body... her essence. I want her in every way imaginable. But I'm already betrothed to marry another blood-born vampire, and if I call that off, I will have resigned my kingdom to yet another war. There has to be a way to keep Emory Moonraker as my feeder but not claim her in my bed. I just haven't figured it out yet, and every time I look into her jade green eyes, I forget everything and everyone but her. But I have enemies, and every moment she spends here in my home, Castle Graystone, she's in danger. I can protect her, but at what cost? Am I willing to risk everything to make her mine? Or should I put my duty to my kingdom first? The Vampire King's Feeder is a romance with vampires and wolf shifters from the writer of The Alpha King's Breeder series. It is for mature readers only

When mages came into being, when the first swordswinger built the first abode, when the abodes of humanity stood in line with the heaven of the divine beings of various races, when mages kept making worlds into bricks and built the wall for humanity, when gods built personal heaven for worlds under them, when void rulers stood above all, humanity rose to a new height. Humanity had their own gods as many humans rose from mages and became gods and many gods either became god kings walking along the theocratic path or became void rulers forging their Leela by using their own rules. but sometimes, bricks of the wall get lost and such bricks fall down into the void sea made by the void rulers in the void to protect the independent worlds where humanity could reside. When bricks fell apart, when worlds in bricks had humans who were descendants of humanity, when they still practiced the same power system, the worlds will sometimes give help to beings to help them awaken their origin power as even the weakest world will develop their core rule which only a void ruler could control over time. These records are about such lost bricks, how the world among the bricks which were supposed to be protected by the mages who are protected by the gods who were protected by the god kings or void rulers fell down to the void sea. This record is more important as the 30% of the void rulers rose from the lost bricks and independent world and most of the powerful people from such worlds are stronger and have the will of the lord and the will of the king as they were not suppressed by someone above them even though those above them protected them. Although only one among thousands of such lost worlds will have a successful person who rise above such worlds and have a possibility of rising from a warrior to a mage, possessing talent enough to become a god, only one among thousand successful people are from freely free worlds that has nothing to do with the first abode or any abode made by human void rulers having a pure practice systems that are unique to that worlds. So these records shall be named 'Lost Bricks' shall be mainly about worlds in lost bricks and the lords among all lost worlds as ever since the rise of the first primitive king, lords always remained respected whether the lords are simply skilled lords, lords raised by people, warrior lords, intent lords, mage lords, or gods or void rulers. Hence concludes the prologue of records of lost brick.

Thrown into a new world filled with things to be learned, you must find a way to survive when you aren't meant to.

My name is Adam, and I was very normal. I was a little taller for my age, but that’s just because I had my growth spurt earlier. However, I started masturbating late compared to most. It wasn’t that I was against it, I honestly had just never heard of it. A friend made a joke about “jacking off” and I had to ask him what that was, he told me, and of course that night in bed I tried it, and like most teenage boys, I was hooked. At this point in my life I hadn’t done anything more than kiss a girl, so masturbating was a great hobby for me. Since I didn’t have a girlfriend, and no real prospects, I knew I wasn’t going to be getting any with a girl any time soon.

COMPLETED!! “ Tonight is the night.. you will feel something.. you will move on .. you will forget about him and have fun. ” Of course in the back of your head you didn’t believe a word you were telling yourself but anything could help at this point. -FLASH FORWARD- “ Actually I’m beginning to think you bumping into me.. is the beginning to the best night of my life my lady.” You froze at his words. He spoke elegantly to you. His voice alone was enough to make you flush red. It felt almost toxic to your ears.. - Hi Author here! ( ́ ◕◞ε◟◕`) While i am working on my actual novel, I have decided to upload some smutty things i have written in the past couple years! Please be nice. Some of these were written up to 2 years ago!. I'm not good with spelling or grammar so bare with me!. I still hope you enjoy these short stories!. THAT BEING SAID, This is full of smut and R-18+ SCENES because I'm a pervert. So please read at your own risk! (¬‿¬)

life is a game. can you play that game fair and square? can you play by the rules even when the game is obviously rigged. you're with the controller yet it feels like you have no power over your player. what do you do when you can't dodge the obstacles and you keep falling into the same damned hole?!! This is a story about three girls from different homes but the same tragic and mysterious past. Their meeting with each other commences the unravelling and connecting of their oh-so tumbled pasts. In this story they represent three intense emotions of man; anger, sadness and happiness (others including). Watch how these intense emotions revolve in a world of teens, drama, comedy, tragedy, suspense and romance, and how these girls deal with the rapid obstacles coming their way, in order to complete their inner mission.

Seorang gadis yang selalu mengharapkan kebahagiaan akan muncul dalam percintaan bersama tunangnya seperti yang diimpikan selama ini dapat menjadi makmum kepada tunangnya tetapi semuanya berubah apabila tunangnya terpaksa membatalkan pernikahan disaat semua persiapan telah dilakukan. Dalam masa kesakitan belum diubati sepenuhnya muncul pula seorang lelaki mengungkap kata cinta kepadanya. Tambahan lagi lelaki itu merupakan adik kepada bekas tunangnya sendiri dan juga merupakan artis terkenal. Ikutilah kisah gadis mencari pemilik hatinya dan dapatkah lelaki memaut hatinya setelah dilukakan sekali lagi?

Mature content warning Vanessa goes through the worst at an early age seeking to find what better days could be ahead

A story of two girls.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!