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An Luxia did not have any plans on marrying soon. However, Mo Han’s appearance disrupted her original plan but also saved her from an unwanted marriage. Unknowingly, An Luxia got herself entangled in a relationship with the King of the Underworld, the leader of the biggest and scariest underworld complex. She thought it was her own luck to be able to find herself a handsome, young, rich, and powerful man. However, little did she know that their fate had been sealed 19 years ago. Their marriage was nothing more than her fulfilling the promise she had made to him 19 years ago. 19 years ago may be the beginning, but this is a beginning with no end. Eternity is never-ending. . . --- An Luxia opened her eyes. It took a few seconds for her vision to focus on the man’s face a few inches above her. She sucked in a breath of cold air when their eyes met. They stared at each other for several long seconds before An Luxia’s lips curled up into a small smile. “What’s your name?” She asked sweetly. The man furrowed his eyebrows in thought for a few seconds before he replied coldly, “Mo Han.” “Mo Han. . .” An Luxia repeated, “Age? Height? Occupation?” Mo Han licked his lips and tilted his head slightly, leaning down a little more so the distance between them decreased, “27, 192 cm. . . businessman.” There were a few seconds of silence before An Luxia pushed her head back further into the pillow and grinned, “Are you going to do something to me?” Mo Han raised one eyebrow amusedly and blinked a few times, “. . . That is the plan.” The next second, An Luxia had her arms wrapped around his neck, and with a quick press, Mo Han’s body was pulled down and their lips sealed together. The temperature in the room rose as the two bodies on the bed entangled together. --- Note ~ No rape and no major misunderstandings Update: 1 to 2 chapters daily This is an original story by me and not a translation. The picture in the cover is not mine. Credits to the owner :) Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/FVwPydp Follow me on Instagram: helemon_author

I was an average person in my life. My grades, my friends and family, everything was average. I read manga and watched anime, but there was one genre in manga and anime that I didn't like, NTR. For as long as I can remember, I have hated NTR with all my heart. One day I died a cliché death to Truck-kun while crossing the road. When I opened my eyes, something beyond my expectations happened. --------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------- Don't expect regular updates. English is my second language so be ready for some grammar mistakes. --------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: I do not own any characters I used in this fanfic except my OC. All the source materials I will use in this belong to their respective owner.

She winced and cried out, “You’re hurting me. What’s wrong? Leave me!” His fingers dug deep into her flesh. She wanted to get free from his grip but was unable. The tension between them was so high that neither one of them could focus on what was really happening. -------- She couldn’t help accepting this sincere, generous offer from him. She took the cup and started sipping the tea with a comforting pleasure. ‘This doesn’t mean I have forgiven you,’ she said to him in her mind and then looked up angrily at Rohan. “I know.” She was shocked to hear those two words coming from him. She hadn’t asked her question out loud so how did he know what she was thinking? ‘Did she accidently say it out loud?’ Her confusion was obvious and Rohan enjoyed every moment of it. He gazed fondly at her and smiled. 'I won't let you go.' --- I need those power stones! Please vote for me! And please please let those reviews keep coming in!

A Collection Of Various M-Fiction’s, Hentai-Fics, Smut-Fics. Chapters in this story will have its own contained story, and I will endeavour to post a new one up for everyone to read.

Everyone wants to be me.  Who wouldn't? I've got the looks, sexy body, money and Andrew Maru Ottave, my husband. But if they will only knew who I really am and what's happening in my life, I doubt that they want to be in my place.  Since I was a child, I don't have a right to choose the person I want to be with, because my parents already arranged it for me. Its not actually a new thing with the elite. Because even my parents is a product of an arrange marriage. They marry for business and have a child for business.  And just like my mom I will just also be a business wife.

Various short sex stories taken from different sources, most don't belong to me but to their respective authors

A wealth of varied sexual histories. The stories are unrelated. Support me in Patreon

None of these are edited because I focus on content more than anything and I’m usually rushing. Read them or don’t, idgaf. I love to find new muses so just comment if you’d like to be featured in a story