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Campfire Cooking in Another World With My Pokemon

Saving the world three times in her world was something that truly scarred her and something she will never forget. But being summoned into another world accidentally with only twelve of her Pokémon was not on the list. Alice Greenflower, only 17 years old but has the maturity of an 18 year old, was summoned accidentally with three others to "Protect and Save" the Kingdom of Reijseger. Suspicious of why the kingdom needs protecting and how luxurious the king, queen and princess are, Alice decided to not choose to become a hero due to her gut feeling she was getting that the kingdom was just gonna use her with the three others and flee the country but the question is how. With Iron Will as her escorts to reach the Kingdom of Veenan, she and her escorts have encountered a legendary monster called Fenrir who was attracted by the smell of her cooking and decided that Alice would be his master and forces her to accept a Familiar Contract with him. She eventually named him Fel soon after too but she won't take too kindly about him being smug and being needy all the time but she grew fond of him immediately like any of her Pokemon but that fondness soon grows into something much more between them during their journey. Could it be love? Join Alice with her Pokémon as she along with Fel journeys through the country to get to the next one while Alice gets new Familiars she grew close too along with grabbing the attentions of the Divine Deities of the world, befriending them as well along with tolerating their demands of offerings. Pokemon belongs to Nintendo Campfire Cooking in Another Word belongs to MAPPA (This is my new hyperfixation. Don't judge me TwT) Create: 11-27-2025 Completion: 12/30/2025
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Ruin me brother in law

His cock slams into me against the mansion's cold marble wall, hand clamped over my mouth to swallow my screams. Victor fucks me raw—deep, punishing, relentless—while Elena sleeps upstairs. I arch, nails digging into his back, begging through muffled moans. "More," I gasp when he lets me breathe. He growls, thrusts harder, spilling inside me with a possessive snarl. We collapse, sweaty, guilty. Tell ourselves it's the last time. It's never the last. I was never meant to crave my sister's husband. Victor Ravenscroft—ice-cold billionaire, empire forged in ruthless control. To the world, Elena's perfect match: devoted, unbreakable. To me, he's the drug I can't quit. Stolen glances ignited into filthy obsession—desperate sex in every dark corner: bent over counters, his fingers bruising my hips, my moans silenced by his palm while Elena dreams above us. Guilt scorched. But the need devoured me whole. I lost my job daydreaming about him. Risked everything for one more hit of his cock. Lied, manipulated, spiraled—paranoia eating me alive. Notes in shadows. Bells in the night. Poison in my veins. Every day, I break a little more—shameless, willing to burn the world for him. Elena knows. She doesn't rage. She watches. Smiles—that soft, loving sister smile—and savors my destruction. Tiny joys in my unraveling: a hug while I shake, tea while I weaken, texts timed to twist the knife. She's patient. Delighted. As my obsession hollows me out—turning me into someone who could kill, lie, steal a child’s love just for his touch—Elena waits. Quiet. Joyful. For the moment I shatter completely. Because this isn't just betrayal. It's my self-destruction. And she's enjoying every crack. When the obsession finally consumes me… will anything be left?
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