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[300 Golden tickets= 5 Bonus chapters] [100 Golden tickets= 2 Bonus chapters] [400 Power stones= 5 Bonus chapters] [200 Power stones= 2 Bonus chapters] I'll try to do the total bonus chapters before the end of week... but I can't make any promises ______ Yohan wakes up ten years in the past, back when he still lived with his uncle and hadn’t yet lost his parents’ massage parlour. With a strange book filled with wellness techniques in his hands, he decides to live differently this time—more aware, more purposeful, and maybe even more fulfilled. “Missed opportunity is tomorrow’s regret.”

[300 tickets d'or = 5 chapitres bonus] [100 tickets d'or = 2 chapitres bonus] [400 Power stones = 5 chapitres bonus] [200 Power stones = 2 chapitres bonus] Je vais essayer de faire tous les chapitres bonus avant la fin de la semaine... mais je ne peux rien promettre ______ Yohan se réveille dix ans dans le passé, à l'époque où il vivait encore avec son oncle et n'avait pas encore perdu le salon de massage de ses parents. Avec un étrange livre rempli de techniques de bien-être entre les mains, il décide de vivre différemment cette fois—plus conscient, plus déterminé, et peut-être même plus épanoui. "Une opportunité manquée est le regret de demain."

All credit goes to the author and the editors , i am merely a fan and just want to share this awesome story . Su Shi was once a platinum-level host with the highest survival rate. One day, his misdeeds of constantly shifting his blame onto others was found out and reported. Convicted of violating the rules, he was bound to an Automatic Blame Shouldering System and exiled to lower-level worlds. Now, not only does he have to take the blame from others and shoulder it himself, he must also carry that blame and rush to his death in order to earn enough points to quickly unbind from the system. Su Shi only wants to get rid of the system by shouldering the blame until death. However, he finds that trying to hold onto the blame is even harder then passing it on, and rushing to his death is even harder than running for his life. As Su Shi lies dying in the protagonist’s arms with red-rimmed eyes and a weak and helpless countenance, an uninvited third guest suddenly rushes out to explain the misunderstanding for him. Su Shi: “I beg you, just let me shoulder this blame, otherwise, it will all be a waste of effort…” NOT MY STORY ! NOT MY TRANSLATION ! JUST UPLOADED FOR FUN ! Support the original Translator - Vanilla Muse

If the world has millions of virgins, I am one of them. If the world has ten virgins, I am one of them. If the world has only one virgin, then that’s me. And if the world has no virgins left, it must mean I’m no longer on Earth. That pretty much sums me up. My luck with women was so pathetic that even on my 25th, I hadn’t held a woman’s hand. Well, except my mom’s. And even that ended when my parents died in an accident and left me alone. But by some twist of fate, I ended up meeting a goddess and was chosen to be her Saint. And not just any Saint, but a Saint whose mission was to spread my seeds- ahem, to spread a teaching of the concept of freedom to love and lust. “Yes, my time has finally come!” That was my first thought. Until I realized I had been sent to a kingdom with strict laws, a conservative society, and a population devoted to the orthodox Church. If I weren’t careful, I likely would end up burned at the stake before I could enjoy any fruits of my labor. Now I had to worry about getting found out by husbands whose wives I bedded, boyfriends whose girlfriends I stole, clergymen whose priestesses I seduced.

I was reincarnated... I didn't expect it. When I died, I really was reincarnated. Happy? No, not at all. It was just nonsense I didn't want to get involved in, and I really just wanted to end this nonsense right away. But, surprisingly, my wife also reincarnated with me. That changes everything: I must live and, more importantly, keep her alive. I won't make the same mistake twice. No matter what I have to do... I'll do it. I never imagined that would involve running a massage parlor that, for some reason, keeps attracting dissatisfied wives, women with marital problems. I don't know what kind of bizarre luck hangs over us, but that doesn't change what I have to do. No matter who or what I have to use to achieve it: my wife and I will survive. We will survive whatever this world, or the unknown beings that inhabit it, has in store for us. That is absolute. #Harem #Romance #Comedy #Yandere#MILFs #Doppelganger#Incest #GroupActio#Oyakodon#Elves #MonsterGirls #Kemonomimi#Demons #Dragons, Priestesses,#and much more..

He disappeared to escape the noise. Then a message brought him back to the silence. When David walks away from everything — his city, his friends, even Mavia, the boy who once made life feel bearable — he believes he's saving them all from his slow collapse. But weeks after cutting all ties, he receives a message in the dead of night: > “He said, ‘I will die.’ And then he did.” Mavia is gone. The cause? Suicide. The last words? > “Tell David he was right.” David returns to a past he tried to bury and finds only pieces — a grieving sister, a final letter, and a notebook filled with things Mavia never said aloud. But as David starts uncovering what Mavia truly felt — and what he was really running from — he realizes this story isn't just about death. It’s about what we leave unsaid. It’s about what it means to be seen. And sometimes, the most powerful confessions… are the ones we never send. A quiet, devastatingly emotional journey of grief, guilt, and healing — where love exists in memory, silence holds the deepest truths, and one message can rewrite everything.

What is Himeros Massage? Brett Jackson knows Himeros was the Greek god of sexual desire, but how does that translate into a massage, and is he ready for whatever it might be?<br><br>After throwing his cheating and drug-addicted boyfriend out of his life, Brett spent a year believing celibacy was his best option. But his close friend Leo says Brett has checked out of life, and it’s time to return. He gives Brett a gift certificate for a massage. The only problem is, he won’t -- or can’t -- describe what a Himeros Massage is. He just assures Brett it isn’t a “rub and tug” kind of thing.<br><br>Meeting handsome massage therapist Aaron James, Brett decides to open his mind and see what happens. But can a massage really help him reclaim his life?

how about a very long soothing massage? imagine coming back from your long shift, shoulders as heavy as carrying the whole world, your focus at zero because you are tired and have a terrible headache, your heels burning from the up and down, running down the corridors of the hospital from ward to ward. how about a very long full body massage? haven't you had enough of the ringing sound in your ears created by the forever ringing bells in the wards, the intercom, lay down, relax and be taken care of, this could turn out to be the one and only thing you have been missing your while life. it's just a massage, an innocent massage, you will just have to close your eyes and trust the masseur, don't worry the ointment is warm, if not drift to sleep then it's something else you might drift in, just don't fall in love with the poor masseur, he needs to be sane for the next customer. this is a porn short story, if you are not afraid to get naked and explore your body, then this is for you, as you will learn about fisting, double vaginal penetration, dildos, ass fucking, gang bang and public fucking. if the language is unbearable then the content will be a horror.

He wanders through the forest not knowing where the voices are calling him from. Nowhere, perhaps? He decides to take matters into his own hands. Find out what happens by reading The Demons On My Shoulder.

An ASMR Script about a mysterious young man and a very cheery archivist. Set in a sci-fi setting with minor lore and emphasis on emotional interaction.