Douluo Novels & Stories

"Oh my God! Dhruv!" *******************

I'd say that they were suggestions that came in during testing. LimberJack: you want to dp? LonelyGirl: dp? LimberJack: are you serious? 😂 LonelyGirl: I'm not not serious. what's dp? LimberJack: go google it and get back to me ;) DP means double penetration. I gulped down my class of wine while fanning myself. LonelyGirl: Hold on. I need a refill 🍷 LimberJack: so you looked it up. is that what you want? 🤔

Being his second day at the Duan base Dylan had no idea where he was. He shouldn't have listened to Su Chen when he knew that guy didn't like him. Dylan sighed to himself. Now he was sure he was walking around in circles. "Who's there?" Dylan heard a soft voice call out, he wasn't sure who it was but he was elated to find out that someone was here in the darkness with him. "M...My name is Zhang Dylan and I think I'm lost" Dylan stared at the area where the voice was coming from, it looked like a young girl not older than 15.

"If you do it correctly, it doesn't hurt." "And before you ask,” Louis cut them off, getting up, "We do it as often as we can, it's incredibly pleasant, Abbie, you should talk about it with your husband. Olivia, if you're curious, let Mark know. Helena, there are plugs, which can open you up and prepare you for the mammoth of your husband, and Elizabeth, don't romanticize the act. If you like it, do it as often as you want, if not, it loses its appeal.” And before anyone could ask another question, he pulled me with him.

Except one. Dawn.

She didn’t know whether it’s because she’s always in the hospital or because her ability was to heal. As for Dior, he doesn’t smell much, only when he’s using his ability excessively, that he usually emits smell similar to burned papers. It wasn’t pleasant, but also wasn’t that disgusting. Dior didn’t emit that smell much anyway, just for special occasions. The second door they entered was a woman’s. It was a woman around 183cm, with a boxing glove on both of her hand mercilessly punching the punching bag in front of her. She’s the source of the gasping sound, followed by a slam. As she stretches her hands to the punching bag, you can see her blood vessels showing.

The file says: Luo Jingli, male, 20 years old, Birthday: July 14th, single-parent family. His father left after he was born, and his mother raised him up single handedly. This year she was blind because of overworking. Luo Jingli had to take up numerous part time jobs to pay for his tuition fees and to maintain the family's daily expenses... On the day he left, which was July 14, he met Fu Yandong at 2pm in the Rising Mall Dimensions cafe...

Dulcie smiled sinisterly and said, “It’s already too late. You heard everything! Besides, I heard from Miss Ruth that your specialty is gossip, right? Gathering and spreading news...” “Uh, that’s not my only specialty. I’m quite good at keeping secrets—” “I won’t believe you unless you take this.” Dulcie took out a small porcelain bottle and poured out a round black pill. “This is my family’s secret recipe. It’s called Calamity of the Mouth. If you say something you shouldn’t, you’ll feel itchy all over, especially that pretty face of yours. The more you scratch it, the itchier it gets, and it’ll keep growing itchier until you’ve disfigured yourself.”

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

“Miss Xiao, I have a question regarding the potion you gave last night.” “Hmm… Let's go, what's the question?” Zhou Fu seemed to be a bit confused to start his sentence, after a moment of silence, he then whispered to Xiao Lang. “Miss Xiao, is the side effect of your herbal liquid makes the drinker can hallucinate and have beautiful dreams? Ah… How do I should say it?” Zhou Fu scratched his own cheek in difficulty for words.