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The Charming Little Beauty is Being Targeted Again [Infinite]

Synopsis [Delicate and beautiful bottom (Shou) x malicious dog and soul-fragmented top (Gong)] Yu Deng has a beautiful face, he is slow, timid, a delicate fool of a beauty. One day, he was suddenly pulled into the terrifying infinite flow world and became a special task player. He needs to restrain those players with astonishing destructive power and suppress the hidden vengeful ghost bosses in the instance. Yu Deng is dumbfounded: Is there a mistake! Can he even fight?? Instance One: [The Widow in the Republican Mansion] Yu Deng is the small widow in the mansion, beauty, delicate, her husband passed away early. He diligently completes tasks, but he is unaware of how many people and ghosts are spying on him. Yu Deng wants to restrain the player big shots, but the other party confines him in his embrace, devoutly kissing that soft snow-white skin, trying to leave marks on it. "If ‘Little Mom’ takes the initiative to kiss me, I’ll cooperate with you in anything. How about that?" Yu Deng is prepared to seal the Ghost King, but the stern ghost smiles affectionately, obsessively licking Yu Deng's earlobes, the cold aura is like tentacles, entwining him tightly. "My wife is really cute, you surely haven't forgotten who your husband is, right?" Yu Deng is caught in a dilemma, tearfully complaining about meeting only bad dogs who love to bite, not obedient pet dogs. The big player and the ghost king have already clashed, only to possess the one new bride. Instance Two: [The Vampire in the Castle] Yu Deng is a novice little vampire. He is picky, a clean freak, with small pointed teeth, and wings so tender they tremble at a touch, a very useless little vampire. Yu Deng plans to find sweets at night, but the sweets hold his delicate wings, rubbing the base of his wings until they warm up, his eye corners crimson and moist. “Baby, are you the sweet little treat who came to reward me?” Yu Deng wants to dethrone the Blood Prince, but His Royal Highness reaches his hand into his mouth, caressing his small sharp teeth. The large bat wings envelop Yu Deng, teasing him with lust. "Perhaps, baby, you should first call me 'Father'?" As Yu Deng struggles with his failure as a vampire, the sweets willingly present themselves, wanting to be his only sacrifice. [The Cowardly School Belle of Monster High] [The ‘Princess’ in the Distorted Fairy Tale World] [The Omega Bought by a Pair of Non-Human Twins ... After several worlds, Yu Deng looked at a row of S ratings and fell into contemplation. Being bullied (crossed out) Training a dog (done) A Slow and Timid, Ghost-Fearing, Delicate and Pretty Shou × A Violent and Fierce but Wife-Puppy-Crazy, Psychotic Fragmented Boss Gong [Reading Guide] 1. The shou (bottom) is a delicate and beloved beauty — the most beautiful in the entire story — surrounded by a strong, Mary Sue–like halo. Not only does the top like him, but NPCs and players may also fall for him. 2. The top (gong) has fragmented souls, split into multiple slices — with more than one soul slice appearing in each instance. Those who have intimate interactions with the shou are all versions of the top (gong). 3. There are various descriptions highlighting the shou’s beauty and charm — the kind that easily captivates men. He’s a slow, timid, and beautiful fool, a crybaby who easily sheds tears and sometimes loses control etc. If you can’t handle it, run away quickly. 4. The pacing of each instance starts slow and gradually heats up, focusing more on XP (intimacy/relationship progress) than plot. Elements such as cross-dressing, tentacles, or clay modeling may appear, and the top tends to be possessive. If cornered, run fast. 5. Includes live-streaming elements and viewer commentary. Credits to the author: 双言寺 or Shuangyantemple T/N: I own the cover photo. The image on the cover is inspired by the second instance/arc in the story. Where the mc becomes
SleepDeprifish · 12.3k Views

The CEO's Secret Wife (Secretary by day, Wife by night)

By day, I'm his flawless secretary. By night, I'm his secret wife in a cold, contract marriage. And after two years of invisible love, I've finally decided to walk away. CEO Liam Black is a demon in a tailored suit—ruthless, emotionally frozen, and my boss. For four years, I’ve been his most loyal secretary. For two of those, I’ve been his secret wife, bound by a contract to save my family and secure his inheritance. He sleeps in his bed; I sleep in mine. He parades models on his arm; I schedule their dates. I promised to leave after one year, with no strings attached. But when the contract ended, he tore up the papers. "You're not going anywhere," he growled, his eyes dark with a possession he'd never shown before. I thought his refusal was the ultimate power play. I was wrong. The car crash that nearly took his life changed everything. Rushing to the hospital, I declared myself his wife, only to be met with the scorn of his powerful family and his gorgeous, arranged fiancée. They called me a delusional, pathetic secretary. But then they saw his phone. The locked screen wasn't a business chart or a supermodel. It was a candid, tender photo of me, asleep in our penthouse—a secret he kept from the world, and from me. That's when I discovered my cold, contract husband had one hidden weakness: his obsession with the wife he pretended didn't exist. Now, he's woken up with amnesia. He remembers his company, his family, even his fiancée. But he has forgotten our two years of marriage, our secret nights, and the love I so foolishly gave him. To him, I'm just his secretary again. And he's making me pay for the "sin" of loving him. He thinks he can erase us. He thinks I'll break. But the meek secretary he married is gone. In her place is a woman who knows his deepest secret: that his heart, for all its coldness, beats only for her. And I will make him remember—even if it destroys us both.
Bella_Beren · 10.4k Views

Unexpected Love: The Billionaire's Feisty Sweetheart

Ruby Angelo felt her world shatter the day she found her fiancé, Derek Bishop, tangled in bed with her cousin, Bailey, five weeks before their wedding. Broken, enraged and humiliated, she storms out of the house, unnoticed by the cheating couple. In a reckless act of defiance, she boldly walked into a gentleman’s club, determined to drown her pain in alcohol. But that night, one forbidden encounter with a mysterious billionaire changes her fate forever. Weeks later, on the morning of her wedding, Ruby discovers she’s pregnant and the father isn’t Derek. Now torn between vengeance, loyalty, shame and an impossible attraction, Ruby must navigate a storm of secrets, sabotage, and unexpected love that could either save her or destroy her completely. ***** Excerpt "How would you like to get married tonight?" Kai asked out of the blue and immediately got the reaction he was waiting for. "Are you out of your freaking mind?" Ruby whipped her head sideways to face him, anger rising in her raspy voice. "No..." Kai smiled, his deep husky voice wrapping around her like an octopus tentacle caressing its mate. "We are both dressed for the occasion." Kai gestured at their outfit. "We might as well tie the knot. Marry me, Ruby Angelo." "You are crazy." Ruby spat out. "I know." Kai's smile deepened. - - - "So let me get this straight....you hopped into bed with some random drunk girl, didn't bother using protection, got her pregnant, then had the brilliant idea to crash her wedding day and run off to marry her? Tell me, son, did I leave out anything in this genius adventure of yours?” Kai lowered his head, his clenched fist resting on his thigh and his eyes burning with anger. "I'm very sorry, Dad." "You sorry? Hmm...." Leon's voice was calm and at the same time chilly, causing the temperature in the room to drop to a dangerously freezing level. ****** Disclaimer; The names, places and characters in this novel is not related to anyone dead or alive. It is purely fiction. Enjoy.
Tres_Aguila · 32.9k Views

Sold to the Dark Wing

"Who is it this time?” His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share." **** Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate?
mata0eve · 11.6k Views

[BL] CRAVING HIM: Addicted to His Voice

They say the body has memory. I didn’t believe that until I started waking up soaked in sweat and c*m, my heart racing, my fingers trembling, my lips parted as if I’d been whispering his name in sleep. But I never even knew his real name. I remember his voice though, how it curled around me like smoke, soft and deep, commanding yet kind, dark and dangerous. He never touched me. Never laid a hand on me. But I came so hard, I cried. Now, every night, I crave it. That voice. That whisper that made my knees weak. That sin I never thought I’d want. I thought I was straight. Now, I’m not even sure I’m sane. And I think I’d ruin myself just to hear it again. For 25 years, Zayn lived in a world of straight expectations, dating girls, chasing pleasure that always ended in silence and frustration. Sex was a routine, not release. Until one bored night, chasing a thrill, he said yes to something different. A man in a club offered him more than money, he offered a secret, a night of satisfaction like he’d never known. But when Zayn entered that hotel room, he didn’t expect him, the rich, cold, dangerously alluring heir of a conservative empire, whose father publicly condemns everything he hides in the dark. What started as a one-night experiment turned into a dangerous addiction. Without a single touch, Zayn was broken open, undone, and made to scream, cry, and beg, only through sound. Now, even back home, Zayn trembles when he hears his voice in dreams, in memory, in madness. His sheets are always wet. His nights are restless. His body wants more. And the worst part? He's starting to want him, too. 18+ WARNING This story contains explicit male-male content, intense erotic scenes, and psychological seduction. If you're not ready for a world where a voice can break you, proceed cautiously. Read at your discretion.
GoldWinwar · 584.3k Views

To His Hell and Back

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."
mata0eve · 444.1k Views

Rebirth: The New Bride Wants A Divorce

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.
akshaya_vanne · 494.4k Views