A Perverts World Mga Nobela at Kwento

Whatever you say pervert. I'm not a pervert... " I'm still here alien " he said waving his hand in front of my face. I tear my face from his chest quickly and look at his face.. He had a smirk on his lips.. " hey " I said and looked else where... " oh hi. Are you done fantasizing about my body yet? " he asked and my eyes shot wide opened as I blushed " no.. I...I...wasn't...am...not...oh... " I said and frowned before drinking the water again..

The King Star has been one of the greatest achievements of the underworld after the Great Lycan, it was the most terrifying and insanely great thing to ever happen to a person and it came as a blessing or a curse to whoever possessed it. The King Star held great powers, powers that could match up to what the Great Lycan could do, it started as a thought, an imagination after the appearance of the First Great Lycan and after its death and futile efforts to bring forth another Great Lycan, it became a reality. A few of the Underworld rulers broke out to form an allyand experimented on their first male children with the fur and stolen blood they had gotten from the Lycan before its death. This

We were in front of a grunge-style pub. Its facade was red and it flashed the words "S.D.R." on it, which I assumed stood for "Sex, Drugs and Rock'n'Roll. Vicenzo got off the bike and held out his hand for me to get off, which I did. He put away the helmets and put his arms around my shoulders uninhibitedly, smiling at me in that joker way. I was going to follow protocol, so I just smiled back and walked him inside. And seriously, what was this amazing place?

The villains didn’t just attack randomly. They came with a message. —END OF CHAPTER 4— A single shadowy symbol burned itself into the ground where the villains vanished, and it spelt one word: “AWAKEN.”

He already knew the obvious culprit behind this, "she is always thwarting my plans! A young goddess who stole my world, and now she dares interfere again in my designs to create a new one!" He then laughed, a sound like shattering glass and said to Charlotte, "but it doesn't matter, he is only a mere insect from anothet world. We will simply just have to kill him." "Another world?" Charlotte questioned, her mind racing. She understood only fragments of his divine rant, but she was a master at extracting information and turning it into leverage. It was how she survived.

Third Person's POV The Astral Planet is a world where monsters roam freely. A place where they throw the worst of the worse. A complete opposite of the Celestial Planet, which can be described as an ethereal or sacred world. Within its dangerous and toxic territory, there stands its only Kingdom. Where even the meanest monster strays away from this place, making it a safe zone to live. They aren't avoiding it because of the strong energy emitting from the land but rather they are afraid of its ruler, the Dark Queen.

Why the hell did they prefer to continue with chaos and misery rather than return to the utopia we had once known? "People are nuts," Mirele told me as we compared notes one afternoon. "Literally... this whole experience has created a bunch of certifiable nutjobs, and we'll be rooting them out for years!" "I just wish we could stop them from causing more problems, but something tells me that's going to be a hell of a tall order." "it will, but if you think about it, this world has never been free of criminals. It's just one of those things about humans... give them enough rope, they'll either try macrame, or they'll hang themselves."

I never felt so cheated like this before, "How am I suppose to collect that much?!" Before I can even protest, the blank space starts distorting around me. What the heck? "Well, Goodluck Host St412c120883D! Look how lucky we are, there's already an available world for you! It's even a high-rank world! Maybe a Class-B or Class-C. Let's grab it before anyone can even find it!" "Hell no, wait!" "Transmigration starting 10% ... 27% ... 54% ... 89% ... 100%! Your soul will transfer in 3, 2, and 1."

If he wasn’t killed or has gotten sick to death, there’s still a possibility for him to be alive since we are capable of living for a maximum of five thousand years. This world where I belong is called Audravaria. It is divided into two kingdoms—the Oqazia that composes of white magicians called Oqans, and Crarene, the kingdom of dark magicians called as Cranes. All of us, in general, are called Audravarians. The other creatures in the three remaining worlds are considered as ‘lower beings’. Audravarians are the highest ones, for we have the longest lives and the strongest powers.

The sight of him at this angle is breathtaking, he looks amazing in a suit and social, but in khaki pants and a polo shirt he looks unparalleled, there is something divine in his appearance, something that is making my panties wet again like a hormonally challenged teenager, I am taking everything he is giving me. I control the trembling of my hands as I undo the button of his pants and unzip, maybe I'm doing everything slowly just for the torture, like he did to me upstairs, I run my hand over his erection covered by his boxer briefs, he lets out a tortured sound, I like this moment of power, even though it seems quite painful by the way he is hard.