My Hero Futa

Owen and Heramarie have been inseparable since childhood, their friendship rooted in trust and a deep connection. Their families, best friends themselves, only strengthen their bond. However, Owen's reputation as a playboy causes Heramarie to doubt his sincerity when he confesses his love for her. Witnessing his womanizing ways, she struggles to believe that she is the one he truly loves. Determined to prove himself, Owen embarks on a journey of self-discovery and growth. He distances himself from his playboy image, focusing on becoming the person Heramarie deserves. Through heartfelt conversations and genuine acts of kindness, he reveals his true self to her. Heramarie, torn between her love for Owen and her fear of getting hurt, gradually starts to see the change in him. His efforts to prove his love and commitment break down her walls. She learns to trust him and opens her heart to the possibility of a future together. As their friendship evolves into a deep and passionate love, Owen's unwavering determination and Heramarie's willingness to forgive and trust bring them closer. They learn the importance of communication, respect, and commitment in their relationship. In the end, their love triumphs over doubt and insecurity. Owen's transformation and Heramarie's acceptance of his love solidify their bond. They embrace a future filled with love, proving that sometimes, the hero's true love can be revealed through personal growth and genuine actions.

“I-I was in the shower then I got horny while thinking of you and started fingering myself until I came,” I said.  “I think I have become a nymphomaniac because of you, Donovan.” “Do you know what that is?” He chuckled, to which I nodded eagerly. “You are cute. Well, if you must know, buttercup,” He began, stroking my cheek. “I wasn't entirely pulling your legs that day. I want to fuck you, Emily. Ever since I got those pictures, I haven't stopped picturing you taking my cock in various positions.” “Really?” I croaked, arousal evident in my voice as I splayed my hands on his chest. + On their third anniversary, Emily Wright’s boyfriend coldly ends things between them. Heartbroken, she goes home, gets drunk, and takes lewd pictures of herself to feel better. By accident, she sends the pictures to the CEO of her company, Donovan Coleman. On discovering her mistake, she’s appalled but decides to put on a brave face. However, she’s further horrified to discover that Donovan is her ex’s brother, who unknown to her, was intrigued by her at first sight. An heated encounter with Donovan stirs up illicit desire within Emily that both confuses and excites her. A week later at a charity gala, they end up spending the night together. Throwing caution to the wind, Emily continues fooling around with Donovan. What happens when she falls in love with him? Will she end things before they spiral out of control, or will she choose pleasure over letting go?

Failing my audition, I gave up on the dream of singing and was at the lowest point of my whole existence. At that time an angel came to me, giving me confidence... After three months, returning to normality, I started getting ahead in my life, leaving everything of my past behind. Never in my senses did I expect that my job will be to assist the person who saved me. Wow… Seems like an angelic romance book right? No, nothing is like the way you see it. The angel I had expected to be good was a lion in a sheep's form. He was the worst person I could see in my entire life. ************* The first time I met him, he was the light to my darkness. But the second time, he was the darkness himself? What the hell?

"Harder..." I gasped, my nails was digging into his rock hard shoulders. "You like your stepbrother fucking you like this?" "Y-yes ... don't s-stop..." "Fuck baby, you feel good..." I was so wet that I could even hear Christian fucking my juices back into me. ******** He’s my stepbrother. The one man I’m not supposed to want. But I’ve felt his hands on my hips, his mouth on my neck, his voice in my ear telling me exactly how he’s going to ruin me. It started one night as a mistake, one sex and I never saw him again. Now he’s in my room after midnight, pressing me against the wall, making me beg for more. We’re breaking every rule, crossing every line… And the filthy truth is... I love it. Because once my stepbrother tasted me, he swore he’d never stop.

Jeiara Kyrie Mendez, an 18 years old student whom arrange marriage with Lance Hiro Del Castillo, a 31 years old great soldier. at age of 10 they encountered, he has been her hero. Iniligtas sya ni Lance sa kamay nang mga kumidnap sa kanya para Sana sya pasabugin, naging tulala sya sandali dahil sa trauma na dinanas pero mabuti nalang at nandyan si Lance palagi, she once told him na gusto nya syang maging Asawa when she grow up. pero matapos Ang confession nya ay di na nagpakita Ang lalaki, tinanong nya Ang parents nya tungkol dito but they only said that his on a big mission. nagpagaling sya at naging mabuting anak at estudyante gaya nang payo nito at Ang sinabi nitong kahit saang man sya mag punta ay lagi itong nariyan para sa kanya. Dumating Ang araw nang kanyang ika 18th birthday, Masaya Ang lahat except her bukod kasi sa hiniwalayan nya Ang kanyang mahal na nobyo ay di nya pa alam Kong kanino sya ikakasal pero nagulantang sya nang Makita at malamang Kong sino Ang pakakasalan nya. Si Lance, Ang sundalong naging una nyang hinangaan sa pinaka murang Edad pa lamang. matapos iannounce Ang kanilang Engagement ay Hindi paman nagsisimula Ang kanilang love story ay may gusto nang sumira nito, si Brenda Ang ex ni Lance na first love nito. will they both fall inlove in each other despite sa gap nang kanilang mga Edad? Pano Kung mahulog ulit si Lance sa pagpapapansin ni Brenda? will, Sabi nga nila mahirap kalaban Ang First Love.

My husband, Joaquin Landon, is a renowned wax sculptor. He hangs up on me when I call him to save my life so he can focus on the wax sculpture his cousin wants. Amphetamine is injected into my system, so my mind is clear as I watch my nails get removed one by one. Every inch of my skin is covered in burning hot wax. My hair and lashes are plucked off, and my organs are ground. Steel pipes are inserted into my legs, and I'm turned into a wax sculpture. Joaquin sees me during an exhibition. His colleague tells him that the wax sculpture he sees looks eerily like me, but he merely looks disgusted. "All she does is cause trouble and act unreasonably. She's better off dead." What he doesn't know is that I already am. Joaquin doesn't recognize that I'm the wax sculpture before him.

[MATURE CONTENT] Warning: Skip of you are not a fan of mature romance. Faced with a choice between blaming my stepfather Jason or stepbrother Ethan for the life growing inside me, I felt the weight of Jason's ominous threats—stay silent or risk my mom's life. “Chelsea,who is responsible for this pregnancy?” my Mom asked. I stood there, tears welling in my eyes, torn between the truth and the suffocating weight of shame. "Mom, I'm really sorry," I whispered, my voice cracking, as tears streamed down my cheeks. Unable to endure the guilt, I ran away from home, leaving my mother to search for me, only to tragically meet with an accident in her pursuit. HAPPY READING

The old days are long gone. The modern generation has come to the fore. The once-forgotten story will be rewritten in history. I will be a sign in my resurrection. My lips were dripping with a red liquid. My quiet self has awakened After spending a long time in a dark bedroom, I'm going to rekindle our love. I will be her guide through the disaster caused by my daring love. "You are mine," after all. -Ambrogio Collins

All my life, I've been thinking about the same thing...That because of who I was, I was destined to be alone forever... But who would've thought, that I was actually destined to be bound to Death himself... "His fingers went under my chin, coaxing me to look back up at him and as soon as I did, my heart started racing again, noticing the way his haunting eyes were now trained on my lips as he huskily said those two words again, "Forgive me." And before I could utter a single word, his soft, plump lips crashed against mine in a chaste, yet passionate kiss, sending warm tingles all over my body, making my heart almost jump out of my chest as we stayed like that for a few moments, before he suddenly pulled back, staring at me a little shocked, only now realizing what he had just done, then turned around and quickly walked away, leaving me standing there, speechless."

I'm lying here, my body burning from within as the wolfsbane spreads through my veins. Meanwhile, my Alpha mate, Ryan, is giving the antidote I discovered to his childhood sweetheart, Vivian. With what little strength remains, I beg him to spare just a portion of the cure—enough to keep me alive for a few more days while I search for another remedy. Ryan doesn't even glance my way. He snarls, "I can't believe you're faking illness when Vivian is fighting for her life! Control your jealousy before I lose all respect for you!" Under his command, I'm confined to my quarters to "contemplate my sins." In the end, the wolfsbane consumes me completely. When Ryan discovers what he's done, he digs my grave with his own hands, howling with regret that comes too late.