Femboy Foot Worship

Blessed with the powers of an African God, Tamsyn is the only Orisha to be born in the last century. Or so she believes. Desperate to protect the rest of her family, she swore to never step foot back on African soil. All of that changed when she heard that her baby brother was all grown up and set to be married. One week. A forgotten family. And all of the stolen kisses an Orisha can salvage. Tamsyn realises quite quickly that coming home was the worst thing she could have ever done for the family she wants to protect.

The Don of the Falcieri family was assassinated by a rival family, leaving behind his widowed wife, Livia. His younger brother, my husband Caius, took his place as Don. With the title came a duty: to secure the Falcieri bloodline by putting a child in his brother's widow. "Alessia's been barren for years. It falls to Livia to do what she couldn't. The Falcieri family cannot be without an heir." The Madre's voice dripped with scorn. Caius held me close, whispering promises. "As soon as Livia is pregnant, I swear I'll never touch her again." "Alessia, you're the only one I love." Three months, and he hasn't set foot in our bedroom. After he ignored me in front of everyone, choosing Livia time and time again, I finally left. I took what was mine and left one thing behind: a DNA test. It was my final gift to Caius.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT INSIDE | RATED 18+ | SPG For Matthew, the secret, spoiled and badass unico hijo de Aristizabal, nothing mattered more than clubs, alcohol, cigarettes, and sex - be it with a woman or with women. He only wants to taste the delicious creations of God. He only wants to explore heaven. He only wants to savor his youthful life. Iyon ang laging rason niya sa kaniyang ina sa kung anong kabulastugan ang ginagawa niya sa buhay araw-araw lalo't kailangang mapanatiling pribado ang kanilang buhay. But Matthew's not-so-private life is destined to be changed when his dad is found one day bathed in his own blood inside his office. He is aware of the complex negotiation and the good family Aristizabal. Dahilan kung bakit kailangang itago silang mag ina sa simula't sapol na ikinasal ang mga mga magulang niya at hanggang sa maisilang siya. Fueled by anger and pain, Matthew will seek revenge on the unknown killer of his beloved dad as the only heir of the Aristizabal family. Luckily, he met Chase Herrera at his favorite club and invited him to become one of the members of Foedus to seek protection for his mom while he's searching for justice for the death of his dad and ask for help. Love. Lies. Secret. Betrayal. Matthew little had no idea that as soon as he stepped foot into Agrianthropos City, he would meet the woman who would unravel the truth that would break his wounded heart. Will he use the gold card to save the woman who fixed him and leave the hell island without him inside the body bag? Or let her die with her own lies?

My husband's childhood sweetheart is gravely ill. She says her only wish is to die in his arms. So, she boldly moves into our marital home. I demand an explanation for this, but my husband only snaps at me. "Why are you holding this against her when she already has one foot in the grave? Can't you be more magnanimous?" I sneer at that. Half a month later, the paparazzi catch me coming and going from Novak Group's heir's villa. My husband demands an explanation with bloodshot eyes. I imitate his previous response. "Why are you holding this against him? Can't you be more magnanimous?"

I jump off the seventh floor on my wedding day. Why? Because everyone has abandoned me to pick up a fake heiress from the airport, my fiancé included. I expect to see them riddled with heartbreak and regret after my death. However, my father merely shakes his head stoically and looks at my body while saying I was too willful. My mother bites her lip and sighs in relief. My fiancé, Magnus Gilmore, shields the fake heiress. He's afraid she'll see the horrible state of my body. The fake heiress is scared to tears at this, and everyone crowds around her to console her. No one cares whether I'm still breathing while lying in a pool of blood. I'm stunned when I see this, but I soon laugh self-deprecatingly. When I open my eyes again, I've been brought back seven years in the past. It's the day I've just stepped foot at home.

"A werewolf?"The king said with hatred. Alessandra looked at Ace with creased eyebrows because she didn't understand what was going on. Why did the king hate her that much when they were all werewolves? Ace let go of her hand as if he was burned with something hot. He looked surprised and confused by his father's words.Ales's hands became cold all of a sudden as she craved for his warmth. "A werewolf is not allowed to step foot in this kingdom."The king said in distaste. "LYCAN don't mate to weak werewolves."His jaw twitched. "You must reject her."He said with a cold voice which made Ales's head spin upon hearing his heart wrecking words. ----- Will Alessandra and Ace fight for their love or will they obey the rule that has been followed for centuries? Follow the story to find more. Don't forget to leave a review,vote and comment. It will motivate me to write even more.

In order to save her brother and his human mate, 18 year old Sally takes the blame for a murder. She is cast out as a Rogue, a werewolf without a pack. Since she is considered a criminal, she ends up being registered on the blacklist. A Rogue on the blacklist can get killed on sight if they ever set foot on any pack territory ever again. When Sally gets captured by the feared Midnight Pack she meets Elijah, a disowned Gamma that turns out to be her mate. With Sally trapped in a cell, facing execution as a blacklisted Rogue, Elijah have to figure out a way for both of them to escape. Will he succeed when his Alpha had taken such an interest in Sally? And will they ever find a place to call home? Warning: this story contains triggering content such as domestic violence, SA and torture!

The novel, "Legend Of The Jungle". Is ani magination story full of love, hope, lost, battleand war. The story started with slavery and clash between two states but end with unity and love. Sir Mallow, Lord of the castle, led his citizens to gather inside the castle to worship their Gods at night. Not knowing that their enemy was already with them. Suddenly,the sound of "Boom" was heard and everything began to clash. All the houses were burnt and everywhere was scattered. Finally,the Lord of the castle,Sir Mallow was Captured and everyone surrender which Mark's the beginning of slavery. Thanks to the legend of the jungle who deliver us from slavery, the novel is dedicated to all story lover's.

Today was like the day I met him: Me, riding a bicycle and him, walking down the pavement. I grab the handle of the bicycle and watch him as he make his way towards me. I do not know why I feel nervous. A trickle of sweat drip on the side of my face, my heart beat fast and I could hardly breathe. He was meters away, until it grow shorter to a foot and then bam, he bumped into me and we fall down, him on top of me. This felt like a deja vù, like it was our very first encounter. We scurried to get up but ended up bumping our heads together. I glared at him as he got up, He didn't even offer me a hand. He didn’t even give me a second glance. He just passed by me. Not noticing me. Not even looking at me. I let go of the bicycle and turn to face him. I remove the helmet that I was wearing and grip it tightly before screaming, “YAH! My hands curled into a fist and before I know it, the helmet I was holding was already flying towards him.I raise my hand as if to save him but it collided on his head right before I could even react. It sounded a hollow thump and a pronounced groan. His hands made his way to the back of his head as he turn and face me. With those eyes that seem like it was murdering me, he chase me off and I hastily took my bicycle and ran. I couldn’t help but feel happy instead of guilty as he ran after me. This was like before. This was like that summer, that summer I met him.

For the ninety-ninth time, Thomas Wells brought a strange woman home. Following his instructions, I was washing Chloe Brooks's feet. Without warning, she kicked the basin violently, sending hot water splashing onto my face. "Thomas, Ms. Harris just pinched my foot! My feet are for ballet—I'm in so much pain. What am I supposed to do for tomorrow's competition?" Thomas flew into a rage. To punish me, he had someone bring a brazier, and I was forced to press my foot into the burning coals. The smell of burning flesh filled the entire living room in an instant. Thomas paid no attention as I collapsed to the floor, curling up and breaking out in a cold sweat. He turned away, carrying Chloe off to the bedroom. Shortly afterward, I called Thomas's sister, Tracy. "Tracy, I'm sorry. I don't intend to be with Thomas anymore." After that, I left and vanished from his life. Later, I heard that Mr. Wells of the Wells family had gone mad.