Bakudeku 18+ Novels & Stories

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

He studied his mates profile out of the corner of his eye, he would have placed him at around twenty-five, maybe a little older if he didn't know that Allen was a Fairy. "We are here to see an old friend of mine, you know Adom Cole?" he asked as he pulled Sebestian into the club, noting it wasn't as busy as the previous night, a more relaxed ambience in the club before he realised it was probably a little early for the club scene being five hours behind Nigaland. "you showed me the consequences of mating a B-Class, now you're going to see the consequences to us of not mating a A-Class" he said, squeezing his mates hand before pulling him to the seating at the back of the club, where he had s

A pretty girl with mid-back length golden-brown hair and a gentle smile appeared before Monica and Chihiro, however, on the waist of this girl, there was a katana. 'Is this restaurant going to be alright?'

ARC 4 : WHITE PICKET SIN WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, heavy BDSM themes, public humiliation, degradation, wax play, free-use,spitting, collaring, objectification, taboo cheating fantasies, and intense psychological domination. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores desire without restraint. -----BLUE----- Rebecca's POV My hands wouldn’t stop shaking on the steering wheel. I had driven this route twice already - the first to scout the building from across the street like some pathetic detective, and once more just to make sure the address was real.

Sehrize returns the contents of her head that went too far. TBC.

“Take off your shoes and get comfortable. We’re starting your discipline tonight.” My voice came out shaky. “What… what kind of discipline?” He leaned down slightly, his deep voice right next to my ear. “The kind that bad girls like you secretly crave.”

′ Kartika explained calmly. “I”m not a weirdo! Anyway, why”s Wibu (AKA WEEABOO, the one who is interested in Japanese stuff like anime, figurine, hentai, and such. It”s called Otaku in Japan and considered trash. If Otaku is trash, so WEEABOO is the lowest class in society.)? Doki-Doki is weird enough and now”s Wibu. The ancestors are weirdos in every way! ′ Alfi said irritated.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

“Oh, it’s true. Ask my mother. She’ll tell you I cried during that animated movie about the fish that gets lost.” “That’s not terrible taste.” I grinned. I scrolled through the options on the screen, trying to focus on titles instead of the fact that I was alone with a man who was not Zane, in a dim room while wearing his hoodie and still slightly high from the brownie. My thumb landed on a title that made my breath catch. The preview image showed two people pressed close, their faces inches apart. The summary promised a story of forbidden desire. It was rated 18+. I should have kept scrolling.

mature audiences only 18+! contains an age gap, dark romance, explicit sexual content/ scenes, crime, light BDSM, gunplay, murder/violence, etc. Some situations will not be suitable for all readers. Read at your own discretion* Deacon Another week has flown by in the blink of a fücking eye, since my last date with Myla. It feels like I haven't seen her in months, though.