bumblebee in heat fanfic

A man from our world reincarnates as a simple peasant in a new world. In a world that soon will be flooded with bloody war. What can he do? Well, he is lucky because he was familiar with this world. This is a World of Warcraft were fine warriors clash and mighty wizards fight, where heroes are born!

Bumblebee has stuck everyone back in Pantala's past, to change her own. Can they still trust her to bring them home or are they having to clean behind Bumblebee?

Let's see... *flicks the page over and starts reading* Well, a man named Veron Maxwell, had spilt all the milk he had on the floor, went out to buy more, and got one-shot by the legendary truck-kun. Hmmm... *Flicks glasses open and wears them* He regarded his death by the legendary truck-kun to be an honour and just accepted the fact that he was about to die. His acceptance of death and willingness to died had suprised truck-kun since most of his victims were unwilling with death. Truck-kun deemed him worthy and isekai'd Veron to the world he was a big fan of, together with some gifts and suprises in his reincarnation. Veron being a slight cheeser, whether in game or in real life pursues to cheese his wishes to the max to get as overpowered as he could! None the less, the allmighty truck-kun has given us a new opportunity! A new mortal to entertain our boredome! A new adventure imto the world of transformers! And perhaps, an mc that isn't stupid or dense. Let us welcome this new story!!!!!

Amongst the supernatural world, it is well-known that at certain times of the year, Youkai go into heat. And there are those who take advantage of their addled state of mind, seeking to fulfill their own lust.

Loid Forger takes his family on a vacation to a secluded ski resort as part of maintaining his undercover mission. While navigating both the cold and Yor's hesitations about skiing, a sudden storm forces them to seek shelter in an isolated cabin, where they must rely on each other for warmth and survival.

Assassin's Creed Fanfic - Shaun x Desmond

Based on my discord roleplay relationship. I enjoyed making it. I credit the people that were online during this time. It's strange yes but it is interesting once you get into it. It's starting with the NSFW actions. Make sure you really are prepared to read this. I won't take responsibility for anyone's actions, thinking, nor words. I warned you all. It has some Omega-verse logic (Also known as Furries) Anyways Enjoy!

Horror is a storytelling genre that aims to scare, shock, and delight its audience. Horror films can be interpreted in a variety of ways, but they all feature a core villain, monster, or threat who is often a reflection of society's concerns at the time.

When a boy named Kian Drei Leendez meets his childhood friend named Zyro Nashio Simacadem and after their fond moments with each other he has a secret feelings for his childhood friend but suddenly because of car accident then he had an amnesia that's why he does not remember him anymore. Until they meet again by bumping into each other so is the both of them is the endgame?

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!