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Sa mère est une sorcière, son père est un Alpha, et la conséquence de l'abandon de sa mère par son père pour une compagne est que sa mère déteste tous les loups-garous, et même si sa fille est à moitié loup-garou, elle ne lui permettra jamais de s'associer avec des loups-garous, et son odeur est cachée. Elle sait que l'Alpha, le playboy le plus populaire de l'école, est son compagnon, mais elle ne le rencontrera jamais.

War, it plagued the world. All factions, all beings, all resources were devoured to it. It consumed all of the worlds populace, everyone fought... Seniors, Children, even those who couldn't fight served some use in the war effort on Instra. Yet, nearly as fast as it began... it dissolved, nearly 600 years after the War started every being simply stopped. A new threat didn't emerge, or some crazy peace deal was put in place... no. Into existence came the Umbra, puppets of Metal and lost technologies that formed under the hand of the Crimson, an elite human school of war. Those students piloted the 7ft tall beasts remotely, and with it they cut down all their foes... They brought an era of peace with their blades, yet without any support behind them... they fell, leaving the distraught populaces of Instra to figure out what to do without them, and fighting was the only thing they knew how to do... There is hope however, that peace would be brought again... 7,000 years later... a young girl has found an occupied Umbra suit frozen in time... and she just so happened to need it the most.

Ihre Mutter ist eine Hexe, ihr Vater ist ein Alpha, und die Folge davon, dass ihr Vater ihre Mutter für eine Gefährtin verlassen hat, ist, dass ihre Mutter alle Werwölfe hasst, und selbst wenn ihre Tochter eine Halb-Werwölfin ist, wird sie ihr niemals erlauben, mit Werwölfen Umgang zu haben, und ihr Geruch ist versteckt. Sie weiß, dass Alpha, der beliebteste Playboy der Schule, ihr Gefährte ist, aber sie wird ihm nie begegnen.

(WARNING : R-18 content) --------------------- "What is this perfume on your neck? Tell me, I want to know." "No perfume. It's just the smell of my skin, combined with the adrenaline generated from the moment I saved you, the pleasure I'm feeling on this bed while I'm laying on top of your naked body." - The love told in the movies doesn't exist. Romance doesn't exist. The only thing that exists is sex, pure, violent, wild, a breathtaking combination of sensations of pleasure and new fragrances to explore. This is precisely what Kora Night does, creating new essences drawing inspiration from the smells and sensations of her lovers around the world. "Perfumes are the essence of life itself. They cannot be explained. Where words fail, perfumes release the most intense and hidden emotions of the ego, awakening the darkest and most primordial instincts of human beings." Kora's career started to take off, and everything proceeded according to plan, when during one of her business trips, she lived the most beautiful night of her life, the night that will change everything. --------------------- I sincerely hope you'll enjoy reading my original novel :) comments and reviews will always be appreciated! p.s. With this story I will try to make you live some of the emotions I experienced in my life, so in a sense, this novel is 'inspired by a true story'. Good reading!

His parents suddenly attacked one night on a private plane trip back home. The boy Renji Aihara set on finding out the truth behind his parents death and why. Follow Renji on his search for the truth.

Melanie Smith has followed football her entire life, and is a long-time fan of the California Wildcats. When they lose the world championship in the final seconds of the game, she is devastated.<br><br>But not as devastated as Derek Fox, the Wildcats' handsome and sexy quarterback.<br><br>A chance meeting brings Melanie and Derek together, and after the disappointing loss, they turn to each other for comfort in the long and steamy night ahead ...

I was visiting the market in disguise to not get caught by my father's vasals or royal guards to get the ingredients for my perfume. It sure is a hot day, and walking in a magic cloak is sure sweaty. I wish I had a beach fan here with me. Lost in my thoughts I suddenly bumped into something quite sturdy yet fleshy. "Ah, pardon me sir..", saying this I excused myself but the chest of that gentleman was really worth bumping for~ "Stop there, the lady who bumped to me just now" The voice sound ridiculously familiar to me which made my steps froze . I was processing the situation I am in, right now in my mind , within that time I hear the same voice close, ringing to my ear . "You. Isn't it the "Iris flower" smell from the Viscountess Vanessa's banquet last month?" "IT'S PERFUME MISTER!ー !" Ah shit! I just can't bear any sort of pun about my perfumery! When I turned it was DUKE ARDEN VON HALSWATHZ, smirking mischievously down at me as if he caught the prey he was hunting for. Such a handsome pervert even remember the fragrance from the tip to the roots of his lungs; Okay how should I interpret this behaviour of yours ? Being handsome and a pervert at the same time, such a loss to be rotting in the prison if I report him. His black clear eyes were shimmering even though the shadow was falling over his face while looking down at me. He looked right into my eyes as our eyes met and my heart skipped a beat quick. I swiftly covered my face with my cloak to hide my facial features; mainly my flustered expression, and with a voice sounding of a lowly origin I tried to excuse myself, "Ah!~ The Iris flower perfume is so famous~ I was looking for exactly that perfume!If you excuse meー" "200 thousand dilas " "HOW MAY I HELP YOU MY DUKE?" Seeing my immediate response after mentioning 200 thousand dilas he scoffed. I was played by him again but I mean like, WHO THE HELL WOULD REFUSE 200 THOUSAND DILAS??! 1 DILAS = 100 GOLD COINS, MAN!! For a 21st century working class korean girl who has reincarnated into this fantasy novel if someone gives me 200 thousand Dillas for just interrogating me will I refuse? HELL NAH! The Duke then furrowed his brows a little and in a serious tone he said,"Be my personal perfumer". "EXCUSE ME?!" I am surprised to hear it from the crazy tyrant that he wants me to work for him. His looks are of my type but what if he goes crazy and slices off my head like vegetables and fruits?! I am not gonna take the deal! The duke then leaned a bit lower at me and with a callous poker face he said, "Don't worry I won't bite you off. I need your skills that's it". Even if you bite me I don't really mind you see, but please don't eat me raw or slice me up. ーーーーーー Jang Jeong-Ah, a 25 years old part-timer university student died while taking a dump after an after-party in home, and woke up as Sara Galliois. Sara Galliois is a daughter of Count Galliois, a side character in a psychopath genre based romance novel ROSE GARDEN. How will her life change now? Read further to know. Stay tuned to PERFUME SCANDAL!, for more!! The cover photo is not owned by me. The credit goes to the respective owner. If they find it disturbing or uncomfortable then I might put down the cover photo as they please.

Pada zaman kerajaan Joseon, gumiho sangat terkenal. Gumiho menjadi makhluk yang di puja dan di hargai. Namun, tiba-tiba keberadaan gumiho menghilang. Sampai saat ini, gumiho tak pernah muncul. Gumiho adalah silumam rubah ekor sembilan. Dia mempunyai mutiara di dalam tubuhnya. Mutiara itu adalah sumber kekuatan gumiho. Kang Joon adalah seorang mahasisiwa semester akhir. Untuk tugas akhirnya, dia ingin meneliti benda kuno milik Kerajaan Joseon. Maka dari itu, Kang Joon mencari benda kuno tersebut di Hutan Keramat. Go Nana adalah adalah gumiho yang tinggal di Hutan Keramat. Karena kesombongannya, dia di kutuk oleh seorang nenek. Kutukan itu akan menghilng ketika ada seseoramg yang tulus mencintainya.

Dans un royaume dévasté par la guerre, le prince Quatro fuit son héritage après la mort tragique de son père et la révélation des sombres machinations de son oncle. Poussé par la quête de retrouver sa sœur disparue, il entreprend un voyage périlleux vers la Cité Parfumée, où l’immortalité et la trahison se mélangent dans un piège mortel. Pour pénétrer cette cité maudite, il accepte de devenir esclave, déterminé à affronter la vérité et à défier les illusions.

I open my eyes to the sun shining brightly through my cream colored curtains. I inhale deeply and stretch my body relishing the warmth of my king sized bed. "My empty bed." I think to myself chuckling as I throw my blankets off of me. Today is Sunday, family dinner. Regardless of what plans we have on Sundays, we cancel for dinner. Or bring the plans with us. Mama doesn't care too much for my flings coming to dinner with me so I've made it a point to never make plans on these Sundays. I do have a two hour drive to get to my parents home so I jump up to shower and get things ready to go. As I step into my warm shower letting the water flow over me I try to relax. It's been a tough few weeks and I missed the last family dinner. I'm ready to see my mom and dad. Today will be a day to refill my heart with love and joy. I start washing my hair and move onto shaving my legs as I let my deep conditioner sit for a few minutes. Humming to myself I stop as I hear a click. I live alone. There shouldn't be anyone here. No one else has a key. Was that the door? Suddenly I feel a whoosh of cold air and realize the air conditioner kicked on. I chuckle nervously as I realize I'm being jumpy still. Shaking my head I push the thought away. I had a few small things come up missing around the house. So small I could have easily misplaced them but a niggly feeling in the back of my mind tells me I'm not crazy. I've been extra careful about locking the windows and doors when I'm not home and even installed an extra dead bolt on my front and back doors so I've been feeling much better and more confident. I rinse the conditioner from my hair and lather up my loofah with my coconut & pear scented body wash. I scrub and exfoliate my whole body but linger between my legs. Biting my lip, I wonder if I have time for a quick orgasm while unconsciously my other hand finds my soapy breasts and tweaks my own nipple. Yup. I'll make time. I can't go on a date tonight anyways as I validate my own thoughts. I look down at my flat stomach as I drop my loofah and reach up to grab the shower head and bring it down to my body and adjusted the setting. Whoever made these has to know that no one showers with this setting. It's obviously meant for this. It's a long hard, powerful stream that would be very difficult to actually shower with. I shrug to myself as I feel the power of the stream hitting my stomach. I gently lower it to the aching part of me with one hand, and with the other I continue teasing my nipple. It's been a long time since I've had a release, so this one finds me quickly. In no time a moan escapes from my mouth and I gasp out. My legs feel wobbly and shakily I return the shower head to where it was. Completely unaware of the man who silently slipped out of the bathroom when he found his release as well.