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Manager of the Other World Brothel

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When I was tossed into this world as a world traveller, it was back when I was still a kid. As a compensation, the ability I got was every kind of magic specialised in the management of hygiene, and physical condition. My power has absolutely no use in battle but, as a manager of a brothel, it's indispensable. It's already been several years since I've been entrusted with the shop by the Owner who saved my life. Tonight too, the lights are on in the brothel 「Papillon's Somnium」, raising the night's curtains smeared with money and passion. Please I urge you to stop by, dear customer. Our shop has assembled only the best beauties, we sincerely await your arrival dear customer.All Rights Reserved

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Just Desserts- GxG by AurieauxRodeo

It's Christmas Eve, and I should be celebrating it by finding a "ho ho ho" to take "ho ho home." That way, I could stay warm between her thighs. Maybe even add our names to the top of Santa's Naughty List. But of course, I have a perv for a boss. He gets his jollies on his work computer. The computer contracts viruses that he doesn't know how to get rid of. He insists he needs it working before Dec.26th, and I already have Christmas Day plans. Since I'm a contractually obligated IT, and his go to debugger, guess what? I'll be spending Christmas Eve in an empty office building. At least, I thought the office would be empty. It didn't occur to me that I would have company until I saw HER car in the lot. Ah yes, Camry. The Director's young, long legged PA with a face like an angel and a body to sell your soul for. She's hot enough stop winter in its tracks. Or keep me nice and toasty while I work. Except, Camry won't be doing a damn thing for me. She's straight. She's probably sleeping with our boss. She's stuck up. She hates me. I hate her back. I just can't figure out why. Where does all her animosity for my studly charm come from? I've never done anything to her...have I? It turns out, I have. And now my boss's gorgeous assistant is owed my atonement. She wants my submission. I'm not the type of masc lesbian that spends much time on her knees. So what happens between Camry and I tonight, well... I guess we'll call it a Christmas mistress miracle. ****This is a (bi-racial) stud/fem lesbian, erotic, short story involving revenge and elements of BDSM through masculine submission. It's not pure smut but there's a lot of it. Fair warning.*****

Expensive Love by yobaekhyunsniceskirt

„I will not lose my virginity to an overpriced whore in the most expensive brothel in town, forget it." „Too late, Chanyeol! We have booked it already and you don't want us to lose thousands of bucks for nothing right?", his best friend smirked winningly. ~ White skin, red lips and black, silky hair. Unreal beauty and cunning intelligence was what Baekhyun was blessed with. He played with men and wrapped them around his beautiful finger within seconds. He was sure he had everything he needed, was happy with what he did for a living. Until he met this underage, clumsy and too nice guy who promised him the world. And Baekhyun, for the first time, trusted someone. ~ When his best friends booked him a night in the most famous but mysterious brothel out there, he didn't think the boy everyone talked about really would be that beautiful. But when Chanyeol saw him for the first time, he knew he had to see him again, no matter how much it would cost him. ___ I originally posted this story on asianfanfics.com !

0° Celsius :To Thaw A Frozen Heart ( Sample) by suzangill98

"How dare you!!" His stare and cold voice made me step back with fear scared of what he will do "You clumsy woman!! Keep those disgusting hands of yours steady or go die somewhere!! How dare you hurt her!! Do you even know who she is!!" "Alessandro..stop..it's alright.." Andrea pleaded from behind but he continued "Lowlives like you don't even deserve to step into a place like this bit we were generous to offer you this job....but You being an ungrateful brat couldn't do one thing right.......Hell you can't even walk properly how come you were hired for this job!!" Endless tears were flowing down my cheeks as he continued to reprimand me "Alessandro..please...stop" "No Andrea I will not stop..can't you see what she did.....You are too innocent and generous... you don't know girls like her.....they envy you and when they can't compete against you they engage in these dirty tactics .....bloody disgusting people...." I looked up into his eyes ....my eyes asking him if this is what he thought of me... I was never this low... How could he even think I did this deliberately! "Oh my god...your hand..." Andrea said looking at my hand I looked down to see my entire hand turned red with blisters everywhere. I felt numb earlier but now as I saw my wound I started feeling the suppressed pain I was controlling. My tears betrayed me not just because of his words but also from the pain of my burn. Andrea rushed towards me with a worried look on her face "Maria..bring ..the coolant hurry..we need to call the doctor.." She was something else So pure and caring My eyes lifted to see Ando He had a expression I couldn't decipher His eyes were fixed on my burn but I couldn't tell if he was worried or not. But soon that expression was gone as he turned around and left. I looked at his retreating back wondering since when did he become so heartless. Everything is fair in love and war And this my friends is a war of broken hearts. Also on Amazon #19 romance 12/9/2020

All The Queen's Monsters (The Queen's Slave, Book 3) by herlittlenightmare

Everything was gone. I sobbed, my clothes ripped and I was bleeding, but it didn't matter. I had to get to her, to them. Had to find- Struggling to stand, I grasped my side, biting back the scream that wanted to escape. I looked down at my hands and red coated them, blurring together until I couldn't see anything anymore. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my panicked breathing to slow, until I felt in control of myself again. It had been so long, I thought as I turned my peeling and dry face to the sun, my fingers shaking as I struggled to make sense of them. For so long, I'd been a wolf, cursed. All that I was, or could've been had been reduced to nothing but an animal driven by instinct, bloodlust, thousands of lives met their ends at the edges of my razor sharp claws. I had no idea where I was, how much time had passed. My fingers touched something hard in the sand, and a jolt of information went through me as Queen Azalea's sword, gleamed as I pulled it free. My heart started to pound as sun glinted off of the blade, reflecting back at me. I nearly dropped the metal when I saw myself. I took a second look and saw white hair, caked with dirt, and yellow eyes, blue veins sparking in their depths. All at once, I remembered who I was. I remembered why I was here, how much time had passed. I am Azalea Marie Albescu, The Queen Alpha. A false queen sits on my throne, controls what's mine. I would have to make my way back to my pack, my family, and my home, if still there. I would rise again, as I had before, and reclaim what belongs to me. DISCLAIMER: AS WITH MANY OF MY STORIES, I DO IMPLICATE SITUATIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT/ABUSE. Not in any way do I intend to glamorize this behavior, I write about these delicate and painful situations because I myself relate to them and will always fight for survivors, including myself. Thank you for your understanding and if you are in any way uncomfortable reading these stories, I encourage you to look elsewhere.

The Cat and the Cursed Duke by Twilight_Starlight

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The H.P.S. (Hentai Protagonist System) [Old Version] by Zakirael

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Supreme Ethereal Atomarch by Infinity0_1

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In Shadows of Night by dstry0515

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beast [my rendition of beauty and the beast] by SaraOwensBenton

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Just Desserts- GxG

It's Christmas Eve, and I should be celebrating it by finding a "ho ho ho" to take "ho ho home." That way, I could stay warm between her thighs. Maybe even add our names to the top of Santa's Naughty List. But of course, I have a perv for a boss. He gets his jollies on his work computer. The computer contracts viruses that he doesn't know how to get rid of. He insists he needs it working before Dec.26th, and I already have Christmas Day plans. Since I'm a contractually obligated IT, and his go to debugger, guess what? I'll be spending Christmas Eve in an empty office building. At least, I thought the office would be empty. It didn't occur to me that I would have company until I saw HER car in the lot. Ah yes, Camry. The Director's young, long legged PA with a face like an angel and a body to sell your soul for. She's hot enough stop winter in its tracks. Or keep me nice and toasty while I work. Except, Camry won't be doing a damn thing for me. She's straight. She's probably sleeping with our boss. She's stuck up. She hates me. I hate her back. I just can't figure out why. Where does all her animosity for my studly charm come from? I've never done anything to her...have I? It turns out, I have. And now my boss's gorgeous assistant is owed my atonement. She wants my submission. I'm not the type of masc lesbian that spends much time on her knees. So what happens between Camry and I tonight, well... I guess we'll call it a Christmas mistress miracle. This is a (bi-racial) stud/fem lesbian, erotic, short story involving revenge and elements of BDSM through masculine submission. It's not pure smut but there's a lot of it. Fair warning.*