×MATURE× > She died a jobless anime binge-watcher. She woke up a chubby, unwanted beast bride. Odette didn't ask for a second life-especially not in the body of a despised gray swan with five drop-dead-gorgeous beastmen husbands who can't even look her in the eye. Forgotten by her tribe, accused of crimes she didn't commit, and left to drown by the very men who vowed to protect her... it should've ended there. But fate-no, a shady cosmic system-had other plans. Armed with a cheat-like storage space, a secondhand body, and five cold marks on her hand proving none of her husbands ever claimed her, Odette decides it's time to rewrite this beastly romance into her own personal revenge story. Who needs loyalty when she can hoard hotter husbands? Who needs love when she can live deliciously petty? Let the ex-husbands regret. Let the new suitors line up. And let the Swan Queen rise-feathers, fat rolls, and all.

When a baby laughs for the very first time, a fairy is born. That laugh takes the shape of a single dandelion seed, lifted by the wind and carried far beyond the human world-into Fairytopia. When the seed reaches the Pixie Dust Tree, a dust-keeper anoints it with pixie dust. Over time, the seed awakens, growing wings, breath, and magic. A fairy is born. This is the story of the first human-sized fairy ever created-and her journey across the Orc Continent. With her loyal pixies, a clever rabbit, and a young dragon at her side, she must survive a world that was never meant for someone like her.

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

[COMPLETED] This story is made by my wild imagination This story is not suitable for young age 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 18+ ⚠ ⚠ 𝙒𝙍𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙉 𝘽𝙔᎓ binibining_tasha_27 Start writing: 2/17/2022 End: 8/27/2023

⚠️NSFW⚠️ "𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛." >>In which you are a demon slayer with once a very high rank. On your latest mission you made a severe mistake which nearly led to a ban for you to not being allowed to use a weapon ever again or to call yourself a part of the demon slayer corps. Luckily you get the chance to start over with a lower rank. What they didn't tell you is that you now have to serve and obey the one and only hashira Tengen Uzui who doesn't mind to make your life the hell on earth. But who says that this is a bad thing? 🍋 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 🍈= physical touch/affection 🍋=🔞 [This is obviously a fanfiction so not all characters will have the 100% same character traits as they have in the original plot.] ⚠️ **no manga spoilers** **I don't own any pictures/videos/music I use** **I don't own any demon slayer character** ⚠️ Top rankings🥳: 🥇#anime 🥇#uzuixreader 🥇#zenitsu 🥇#tengen 🥇#shinobu 🥇#tanjirou 🥇#uzui 🥇#tengenxreader 🥇#tengenuzui 🥇#hashira 🥇#nezuko 🥇#rengoku 🥇#sound

"𝐀𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧..." 𝐈 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰. "𝐌𝐡𝐦𝐦...𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐬$𝐬𝐲. "𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨.." 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦. ~ Skylar's life was simple and unassuming-until the day she crossed paths with Aiden Romano. Charismatic, wealthy, and undeniably irresistible, Aiden is the enigmatic CEO next door who quickly becomes the center of her world. What begins as a chance encounter spirals into a passionate and all-consuming love affair that shakes Skylar to her core. Aiden is her first in every way, opening her heart to pleasures and desires she never imagined. But as their intoxicating romance unfolds, the question lingers: can this fiery connection lead to a perfect ever after, or will the forces pulling them together ultimately tear them apart? Forbidden Pleasures is an electrifying tale of forbidden romance, charting the steamy, seductive journey of a young woman and her captivating billionaire neighbor. With its intense emotions and provocative twists, this story will leave you utterly hooked. Highest Ranks: #1 MATURE #1 TRENDING #1 AGE GAP #1 FORBIDDEN

Vienne Marlow, a medical student and his intern. She planned on surviving her internship peacefully and quietly-keep her head down, get the credits, and get it done without drawing anyone's attention. But that was before him. Before the late-night encounters, the smirks across lecture halls, the hands that shouldn't have touched her but did. Before she realized her professor wasn't just watching her-he was studying her. Mapping her. Obsessing over every way she could be his. Dr. Sebastian Vale, a surgeon and her professor. He wanted her bent over his desk, legs spread, skirt pushed up, panties on the floor, hair in his fist, screaming his name loud enough for the whole building to hear. 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 → 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 × 𝙎𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝘼𝙜𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙥 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 & 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙋𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 & 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 → 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠, 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 → 𝙃𝙤𝙩, 𝙒𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙝𝙮 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙣𝙨, 𝙃𝙚 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙨 → 𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙞𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩

"And if I didn't get my point across to you exactly, let me explain it this way." He said leaning on the sofa to hover over me. "You will not leave this earth without giving birth to my child." He began to slid his gloved hand to the inside of my skirt. The plastic of his glove grazed over my skin in a chilling way. Overhaul stared into the soul of my eyes as I had no choice but to look back up at him. "And I won't stop until you do." ----- Your 18 years old Working at a cafe trying to get by in your quirk less life. That's right, you're one of the 20% of quirk less people in the world. Your friend invited you to a club to have fun but that's where things go down hill from there when you meet Kai Chisaki A mafia gang leader.

People always say I have the kind of lips that make you stare, soft, full, the kind that look like they belong in a glossy ad. And with my face, I guess I could get away with a lot more than I do. But I don't. I've never been that girl. I've always been quiet, a little shy, the kind who stays in her own little world. At least, I was. Because now, there's Toni Laurent. Charming, confident, and completely off-limits. He's about to become my stepfather, but that doesn't change the way he looks at me, or the way I feel when he does. Innocence doesn't stand a chance against a man like him.

As a small entities non God, Lin Zhi could only travel multiple lifetimes and live the life to accumulate merit and reborn as a human.