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Therefore the majority of my stories at present are completed and I have no plans in creating sequels at present. Also as a warning there is mature content in my books, read at your own discretion. Any and all media is not my own, which are the rights of those who have let me use it. The story content is fully my own, please do not copy. Copy right is reserved. Mature content. Here is a list of my current books: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Hint of Misunderstanding (Werewolf Romance) Thank you again.

I would appreciate it I can receive some encouraging comments or just any kind of comments for this story. Stay safe and healthy. Have a great day. … PS: If you can drop by a website/app called Webnovel, please check out my other stories there Quick Transmigration: Saving The Crazy Villainess The Sinners’ Queen Oh My Ghost Lover (this one is also available here)

The Story of Russell and Samantha: NOTE, THIS EPISODE IS TAKEN FROM 'NOT YOUR AVERAGE GEEK', A STORY BY THE SAME AUTHOR CURRENTLY LEFT ON-HOLD. ***** I woke up drenched in sweat. It's almost November, yet California weather is as always; unpredictable.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

Suit pouted childishly at Anderson, and continued, “Do we have a deal, Mr. Anderson?” Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive ten stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation.

He said, "Wait, what? Why would she do that?" I asked, astonished. "She told me she felt overwhelmed by my constant demand for s*x and that she couldn't continue anymore." Eugene said, the withheld tears finally trickling down his face. My face turned sympathetic as I drew closer to him. I wiped off his tears and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't cry Eugene, you can always find someone else to satisfy your s*xual urge," Eugene turned to me, "someone else? You have no idea how hard it'll be to find someone so curvy, yet good in bed as Scarlet." He said,

This story is intended for adults aged 18 and older and contains explicit sexual content and mature themes. Readers should be aware that it includes depictions of gay sexual activity, oral sex, anal sex, rimming, cruising, public sexual encounters, power-exchange and submissive/dominant dynamics, explicit sexual language, and descriptions of consensual sexual acts between adults. All characters depicted in sexual situations are adults. This work is presented as fiction and is intended solely for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

His stories made her so aroused she'd begun masturbating nightly, imagining herself in half of what she'd read. On an impulse, she'd sent him an email, confessing how much she enjoyed his stories about younger girls and mature men, asking what provided the stimulus - if he'd really had those kinds of experiences. He'd answered back two days later, thanking her for her compliments, and saying how nice it was to get positive feedback from readers.

In his apartment, Rick runs to his computer, dragging the chair quickly. He sits down and, looking at the blank page that haunted him, quickly begins to write. ‘As a critic of eroges, I have played dozens, hundreds, and I could even say that counting the small freelance jobs, I would easily reach a thousand. And in all of them, I have seen and done everything. I have seen good stories with poorly drawn characters and mediocre stories whose characters have great designs. I’ve seen nothing flashy projects that end up becoming little hidden gems for fans of this genre called for perverts.’