fuzzy handcuffs

At the age of seventeen, Solar had a love adventure on the island. It lasted only a few hours and ended in tragedy, but this strange redhead set her heart on fire. After twelve months, the girl receives a strange message from him, asking for her help... The eighteen-year-old is not about to let go. She begins to realize who she is dealing with, as the boy has an entirely different personality than the year before, when she met him during the holidays. Worst of all, he is hiding a dark secret...

Mil would paint pretty lines on a blank canvas, for by the time the paint drips down and faids, time would have automatically healed her. Between this time she would ask herself, "Can't a woman love a man platonically? Or a woman love a woman romantically?" Mil's second year of high school with her friend Jabira was boring yet feasible. However, when one day she meets a classmate in a wedding and finds out their parents know each other, things start to take a turn! The only thing that doesn't change is Mil's and Jabira's humor... "If we were a comedic duo, what would our name be?" "Jabira... Mil.... Ja... il...Jail!" Silence mushroomed over the two.

"Fuck, why does it get so cold," I mutter to myself as I shove my feet into a large pair of fuzzy socks. Grumbling to myself I walk towards the door to go make myself some hot chocolate. I know my brother, Nate, will make fun of the socks but for the love of chocolate and the possibility that he may invite Jason over tonight, I figure it is worth it. This is a BL if you don’t like it don’t read it.

Ethan Hayes thought fleeing Atlanta would be the hard part. Escaping relentless loan sharks and a crippling gambling addiction, he lands in Las Vegas with nothing but a bag of cash and a desperate hope for a fresh start. But Sin City has other plans. After stumbling upon so many misfortunes and getting his drink spiked, Ethan wakes up in a lavish penthouse he doesn't recognize. Surrounding him are marble floors, gold-trimmed ceilings, and a view of the city that only the elite can afford. Enter Dante Blackwood—the mysterious and dangerously charismatic billionaire who's face never fail to miss a page of the daily news articles. Dante, the prodigal son who built his own empire from his family's fortune, rules the city's underworld drug trade and production with a cunning smile and an iron fist. Second only to Victor Moretti, the notorious crime lord who controls Vegas's darkest vices, Dante is determined to take the throne and be number One. Seeing something useful in Ethan, Dante makes an offer: infiltrate Victor Moretti's inner circle and gather the intel needed to bring him down. In return, Ethan gets a roof over his head and protection from the demons chasing him. Desperate and out of options, Ethan accepts, plunging headfirst into a world of deceit, danger, and seductive power plays. As Ethan navigates the treacherous landscape of Victor's operation, where every glance is a test and every word could be his last, he finds himself drawn closer to Dante. The lines between duty and desire blur, and Ethan must decide how far he's willing to go and who he can truly trust. In a city built on illusions and ambition, Ethan discovers that the biggest gamble isn't risking his life—it's risking his heart. Warning: Story may contain sensitive themes and strong language. Readers discretion is advised.

Aria ha pasado diez años planeando su venganza contra la familia Valerius, el imperio oscuro que le robó todo. Con una nueva identidad, Elena, se infiltra en su círculo más íntimo, lista para exponer su corrupción y destruirlos. Su objetivo principal: Kael Valerius, el heredero cínico y despiadado, un hombre acostumbrado a dominar. El plan de Aria es simple: seducir a Kael para obtener información, desarmarlo con pasión y luego dar el golpe final. Pero Kael, con sus ojos grises y su arrogancia de depredador, no es tan fácil de manipular. La tensión entre ellos es un fuego incontrolable. Cuando Kael, impulsado por su propia ambición de traicionar a su padre, le ofrece a Elena un pacto para "tomar el imperio", la línea entre la venganza y el deseo se borra por completo. Ahora, Elena tiene acceso a todo. Pero mientras se acerca a los secretos que necesita para la caída de los Valerius, debe luchar contra una verdad aterradora: la pasión por su enemigo podría ser el único fuego que termine consumiéndola a ella. En este juego de poder y erotismo, ¿quién será el cazador y quién la presa?

Richardo is a 39 year old Fuzz ball loli. Everything in this story is randomized, even I don't know how this story will go. Enjoy So far: Every character's personality traits, powers, looks, race, everything. Have been randomized. Except their names.

Hai aku adalah Amelia orang sering memanggilku Amel. Aku adalah seorang santri yang sangat terkenal karna "berparas cantik" itu yang dikatakan orang lain kepadaku. Banyak pria yang hendak mendekatiku tapi dengan beberapa alasan dan berbagai cara aku menghindari mereka. Aku selalu tidak setuju dengan cara mereka mendapatkan perhatianku. Aku menolak berbagai perhatian yang mereka berikan. Fauzi atau orang sering menyebutnya Uzi seorang Photografer yang memiliki perasaan tampan dengan sikap yang cukup dingin. Dia rekan osis saudaraku Razman. Razman memiliki nenek dan aku memiliki ibu yang sama dengannya ya lebih tepatnya dia keponakanku. Anak dari kakak permepuanku. Aku mengenal Uzi lewat Razman. Dia ternyata bukan orang yang seperti orang lain fikirkan. Dia baik, perhatian dan sangat peduli kepadaku mungkin pada orang lain juga, entahlah tapi aku menyukainya. Ditengah banyaknya orang yang berusaha mendekatiku aku malah melihat sosok Uzi yang mungkin tidak bisa aku dapatkan. Ya aku jatuh cinta padanya.. Dia terlihat berbeda saat mengenalku. Entah karna aku saudara dari rekan kerjanya di Osis atau ya aku tidak bisa memastikan itu. Kami bersama karna kita sama sama punya rasa peduli. Aku yang pemalu dan Uzi yang sangat dingin sikapnya bagaimana mungkin bisa bersamanya

"Humans aren't Pigs, That is why Humans are called Humans and Pigs are called Pigs, So if you are a human, Please act like one"

sobrevive, haz lo que tengas que hacer para sobrevivir, incluso si estás en un lugar desconocido debes sobrevivir

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!