?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss ถถา๕ษ็ว๘ - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories https://static.wattpad.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1747337486 ?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss /1531804725-sex-in-saree-18%2B-prologue?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 28 pages</b><br/>He was older. Divorced. Hot. Had abs that could make a saree fall off-And I wanted him to take my virginity while I was wearing one. He used to tutor me in maths-strict, sharp, and so damn serious. But now, all I could think about was how his ha...He was older. Divorced. Hot. Had abs that could make a saree fall off-And I wanted him to take my virginity while I was wearing one. He used to tutor me in maths-strict, sharp, and so damn serious. But now, all I could think about was how his hands would feel on my waist, how his mouth would taste on my skin. I lifted my saree. Pulled up my underskirt. His mouth dropped when he saw my bald, dripping pussy. "Sohini," he moaned-his voice nothing like the one that used to explain equations. It sounded like need. Like hunger. Like he was about to ruin me.

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]]>/1521866873-let-me-marry-your-friend-daddy-21%2B-%E2%99%A1let-me-marry?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 163 pages</b><br/>He's my professor. My father's best friend. And right now, he's buried inside me-thick, throbbing, stretching me open-while my dad is on the phone. I can barely breathe, barely think. Christopher grips my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh a...He's my professor. My father's best friend. And right now, he's buried inside me-thick, throbbing, stretching me open-while my dad is on the phone. I can barely breathe, barely think. Christopher grips my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he slams into me, pulling out just enough to make me whimper before driving back in, harder, deeper. "Sofia?" My dad's voice crackles through the speaker, laced with concern. "Are you okay, honey?" I bite down on my lip, my walls fluttering around Christopher's cock as he grinds against me, rolling his hips in that devastating way that makes me see stars. "Ye-yes, D-ah-d," I stammer, my voice high-pitched, breathless. Christopher smirks against my neck, his breath hot as he whispers, "Be a good girl. Don't let Daddy hear you getting fucked." I shudder. God, he's so deep. So thick. Every push, every pull, sends me spiraling. "You don't sound okay," my dad presses. "What's going on?" Yes, Dad-what's going on is that your best friend has me pinned down, stretching my greedy little cunt, dragging me to the edge while I fight to keep my moans in. "I-I'm just c-cold," I lie, choking on a gasp as Christopher's fingers find my clit, circling it mercilessly, teasing, punishing. His other hand wraps around my throat, applying just enough pressure to make my head swim. My body is on fire, my pulse hammering. Wet, obscene sounds fill the air-skin slapping, the sticky slide of his cock dragging against my slick walls, the groans he lets out every time I tighten around him. "Sofia?" I can't take it. I bury my face into the pillow, biting down as my orgasm crashes through me. Christopher feels it-he growls, grips my hips harder, and fucks me through it, relentless, brutal. This is wrong. So, so wrong. And yet, I never want it to stop.

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]]>/1529938614-married-man-don%27t-strip-right-18%2B-00-prologue?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 4 pages</b><br/>Jaxiel-her hot, married neighbor. Yes, she bought him. For a night. From his wife. "He's all yours," Livia said, tossing her curls like a bored queen. Heavily pregnant and smug, she strutted out of the bedroom like a proud pimp, not looking back...Jaxiel-her hot, married neighbor. Yes, she bought him. For a night. From his wife. "He's all yours," Livia said, tossing her curls like a bored queen. Heavily pregnant and smug, she strutted out of the bedroom like a proud pimp, not looking back. The door clicked shut. Silence. "This isn't the first time, is it?" Starr asked, her eyes locked on the shirtless man standing in front of her. His jeans hung loose on his hips, belt already undone. "No," Jaxiel said simply, a bitter laugh following his answer. He stepped closer-close enough for her to feel the heat radiating off his skin. His hand slid between her thighs, slow and certain, fingers tracing the soaked fabric of her panties. "You're wet already?" She didn't respond. "Do you really like it?" she asked instead, voice steady, detached. That question stopped him. He blinked, like no one had ever dared ask him that before. Because no one had. Not Livia. Not the women. Not even himself. He didn't answer either. Then-he kissed her. No warning. No build-up. Just mouth on mouth, breath on breath. His fingers slipped past the fabric, inside her. She gasped against his lips, but didn't pull away. He explored her with slow, aching strokes-like he was trying to forget who he was. Who she was. What this was. For the first time, he wasn't just being used. And for the first time, she didn't feel like using.

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]]>/1530997235-the-priest%27s-favourite-confession-of-a?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 1 page</b><br/>Every girl wanted Pรจre Caius Fournier. But I was the abbot's daughter-his privileged little dove. I came to him just past dawn, wet with sin, and nothing underneath my white muslin gown. No chemise. No pantalettes. Just skin, sweat, and the ach...Every girl wanted Pรจre Caius Fournier. But I was the abbot's daughter-his privileged little dove. I came to him just past dawn, wet with sin, and nothing underneath my white muslin gown. No chemise. No pantalettes. Just skin, sweat, and the ache between my thighs. "Father," I whispered, kneeling before him, "I've come to confess what we never finished that night-" He told me to repent. But his eyes said stay.

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]]>/1523499344-the-c-ck-worshiper-%E2%98%85-prologue-%E2%98%85?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 36 pages</b><br/>Yes, you read that correctly-this is a story about people who worship d*cks. And a girl with no memory trapped in their world.Yes, you read that correctly-this is a story about people who worship d*cks. And a girl with no memory trapped in their world.

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]]>/1523419794-the-girl-he-never-loved-intro?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 3 pages</b><br/>Based on true incidents. For years, Sable Saxon lived in the shadows of her one-sided love. Spencer Merchessi was the golden boy-charming, untouchable, and utterly unaware of the quiet girl who adored him from afar. She had tried to confess bef...Based on true incidents. For years, Sable Saxon lived in the shadows of her one-sided love. Spencer Merchessi was the golden boy-charming, untouchable, and utterly unaware of the quiet girl who adored him from afar. She had tried to confess before. Countless times. But the words always got stuck in her throat. Now, years later, she had changed. She wasn't the awkward, unremarkable girl she used to be. She had turned pretty. Maybe now, he'd finally see her. Maybe now, he'd finally want her. So, she gathered her courage, looked him in the eye, and said- "I used to like you." Her voice wavered, but she kept going. "No-I didn't just like you, Spencer. I adored you. Every little thing about you-your laugh, the way you run your fingers through your hair, even the way you tie your shoelaces. I memorized all of it. I used to count the days to your birthday just so I had an excuse to talk to you. I would stand in the rain for hours just to catch a glimpse of you leaving school. I-" She swallowed, the words choking her. "I loved you." "Thank you." That was all he had to say. She had waited for this moment her entire life. But he had never been waiting for her.

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]]>/1520208968-my-crush-my-stepdad-18%2B-1%E2%80%A2-crush?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 65 pages</b><br/>Emrys Harrow was my crush first-then he became my stepdad. Tragic, right? Dreaming about screwing my mother's man? Yeah, that's a whole new level of messed up. But this isn't a story about regret. It's about how I seduced my stepdad, made him ch...Emrys Harrow was my crush first-then he became my stepdad. Tragic, right? Dreaming about screwing my mother's man? Yeah, that's a whole new level of messed up. But this isn't a story about regret. It's about how I seduced my stepdad, made him cheat, and shattered their marriage. You probably hate me already-not that it matters. Most people do. But let's be real. You wouldn't be here if you didn't want to watch the wreckage.

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]]>/1509817294-ugly-secret-wife-of-mr-zhang?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 23 pages</b><br/>๐€๐ง ๐ฎ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ. ๐’๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š 20-๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ-๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ž, ๐œ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž. ๐‡๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š 36-๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ-๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ, ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐, ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐š๐ข๐ง. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ...๐€๐ง ๐ฎ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ. ๐’๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š 20-๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ-๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ž, ๐œ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž. ๐‡๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š 36-๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ-๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ, ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐, ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐š๐ข๐ง. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ. ๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐š ๐œ๐ก๐š๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ. ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐š ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐ฒ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ง ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ง๐ข๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ค. ๐‚๐š๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ž๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž๐ฌ?

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]]>/1478573420-with-my-adopted-brother-%F0%9D%9F%AD%F0%9D%9F%B4%2B-1-my-brother?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 63 pages</b><br/>How could I not fall for him- Lowell Knight, my dangerously irresistible adopted brother? At 18, I was tossed into living with the most seductive man I'd ever laid eyes on. It's forbidden, sinful- but I couldn't stop the heat building between us...How could I not fall for him- Lowell Knight, my dangerously irresistible adopted brother? At 18, I was tossed into living with the most seductive man I'd ever laid eyes on. It's forbidden, sinful- but I couldn't stop the heat building between us. I hid my desire- kept it from our parents, from him, and especially from his girlfriend. But for how long? -------------------------PREVIEW------------------------- ๐‡๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐จ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ฉ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐š๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž, ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ. ๐‡๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ข๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญing ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ž. ๐€๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐๐๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ˆ ๐›๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ž ๐š ๐ฆ๐จ๐š๐ง, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ. ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐š๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ, ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ง๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฌ. ๐ƒ๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž?

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]]>/1476539130-my-monster-loves-her-1-creation?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 34 pages</b><br/>๐—›๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ-๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น, ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ. ๐—ก๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜; ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฑ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—น๐˜† ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—บ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„. ๐—” ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ. ๐—˜๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฑ...๐—›๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ-๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น, ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ. ๐—ก๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜; ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฑ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—น๐˜† ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—บ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„. ๐—” ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ. ๐—˜๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ, ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—น๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐˜†. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ-๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€, ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€.๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ, ๐—ฏ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ.

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]]>/1475841201-will-my-bestie-call-me-mother-1-sadie?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 23 pages</b><br/>Age is just a number and twenty years isn't a big gap, is it? Parker Griffin is 40, and Sadie is 20. He's her best friend's father, the man she's secretly loved for years. What started as an innocent childhood crush has evolved into something far...Age is just a number and twenty years isn't a big gap, is it? Parker Griffin is 40, and Sadie is 20. He's her best friend's father, the man she's secretly loved for years. What started as an innocent childhood crush has evolved into something far more dangerous. Now, with the years between them feeling less important, Parker can't seem to keep his eyes off her, and Sadie's love for him is impossible to hide. The temptation between them is undeniable, but giving in would mean betraying the trust of everyone around them. Will they commit the ultimate sin and give in to this forbidden attraction, or will the consequences of crossing that line be too much for them to handle?

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]]>/1290995746-the-skin-show-18%2B-re-editing-characters?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 42 pages</b><br/>๐š‚๐šƒ๐™พ๐š๐šˆ ๐™พ๐™ต ๐™ฐ ๐™ถ๐™พ๐™พ๐™ณ ๐™ถ๐™ธ๐š๐™ป ๐š†๐™ท๐™พ ๐™ถ๐™ด๐šƒ๐š‚ ๐™ป๐™พ๐š‚๐šƒ ๐™ธ๐™ฝ ๐™ฟ*๐š๐™ฝ ๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐™ณ๐š„๐š‚๐šƒ๐š๐šˆ ๐†๐š๐›๐ข ๐ก๐šs ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐œ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง ๐š๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ž ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ ๐ˆ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค๐ž๐. ๐๐จ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐š๐›๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. "๐‡๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š ๐š๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ, ๐†๐š๐›๐ข !" ๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ๐ž...๐š‚๐šƒ๐™พ๐š๐šˆ ๐™พ๐™ต ๐™ฐ ๐™ถ๐™พ๐™พ๐™ณ ๐™ถ๐™ธ๐š๐™ป ๐š†๐™ท๐™พ ๐™ถ๐™ด๐šƒ๐š‚ ๐™ป๐™พ๐š‚๐šƒ ๐™ธ๐™ฝ ๐™ฟ*๐š๐™ฝ ๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐™ณ๐š„๐š‚๐šƒ๐š๐šˆ ๐†๐š๐›๐ข ๐ก๐šs ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐œ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง ๐š๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ž ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ ๐ˆ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค๐ž๐. ๐๐จ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐š๐›๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. "๐‡๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š ๐š๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ, ๐†๐š๐›๐ข !" ๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐. "๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ " ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐. "๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐›๐š๐ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง !" "๐‡๐จ๐ฐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž? " " ๐ˆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ. " " ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐†๐š๐›๐ข. ๐‡๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ. ๐‡๐ž'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ " ๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฃ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฒ. "๐€๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ?"

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]]>/1469743280-before-my-last-breath-chapter-1?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 28 pages</b><br/>๐€ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ง ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž. Vivian Rae has only a year to live. Instead of spending his remaining time with the woman he swore to love until his last breath, he makes an unexpected request: he asks his doctor to be his fake girlfriend. She's...๐€ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ง ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž. Vivian Rae has only a year to live. Instead of spending his remaining time with the woman he swore to love until his last breath, he makes an unexpected request: he asks his doctor to be his fake girlfriend. She's the one saving him-physically, emotionally-but she never expected to fall for him. Now, caught between the roles they're pretending to play and the real feelings that start to grow, they both face a question neither anticipated: What happens when a man destined to die begins to fall for the woman who was never meant to be his?

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]]>/1468643282-the-orchid-mountains-chapter-1-frostvale%27s-enigma?utm_source=rss<b>Psycho_deity / 6 pages</b><br/>WARNING: Mature theme, Substance, Murder, Nudity & Sex. "Say it!" Leif's voice was harsh as he gripped Sarai's shoulders "Say you belong to me." "I hate you, Leif!" she snapped, her voice steady despite her fear. "I love Luca, and I've told you ...WARNING: Mature theme, Substance, Murder, Nudity & Sex. "Say it!" Leif's voice was harsh as he gripped Sarai's shoulders "Say you belong to me." "I hate you, Leif!" she snapped, her voice steady despite her fear. "I love Luca, and I've told you that!" "Say you're mine!" he demanded, and before she could react, he kissed her forcefully. Sarai's heart pounded, her body betraying her with a forbidden thrill.The kiss was intense and fervent. Leif's lips moved against hers with an urgent need that left Sarai breathless, and wanting for more. Just then the door burst open, and Lowell stormed in, his face a mix of shock and fury. "What the hell is going on here?" he shouted. Sarai's heart raced with panic. She pleaded, her voice trembling. "It's not what it looks like-" "You're a cheater!" he shouted at Sarai, his voice filled with betrayal. "And promiscuous!" Leif's eyes flared with fury as he turned to face his younger brother. "Shut up, Lowell! You don't know what's going on!" Lowell's gaze shifted between Sarai and Leif, his anger simmering. "You let him kiss you ?" Leif, still smirking, watched the drama unfold with a twisted amusement. "Oh, this is rich," he said, mocking. "You're jealous, Lowell? Are you in love with her?" "I'm the one who truly cares about her, who understands her. Unlike you." he admitted, his voice laced with raw emotion. Leif's laughter was derisive. "Love, huh?" Sarai stood between them, her mind reeling from the revelations and the intensity of the kiss. THE ORCHID MOUNTAINS- is a gripping psychological thriller and paranormal romance that weaves a tangled web of passion, betrayal, and insatiable obsession. Set in the isolated, town of Frostvale, where the chilling beauty of the mountains masks a world of dark secrets and ancient myths.This novel invites readers to immerse themselves in a world where every choice leads to profound consequences, and where the lines between devotion and possession are dangerously blurred.

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