Otome Game Bl Novels & Stories

Blade said, now dragging his hand upwards towards her belly, slowly his hands was going upwards towards the bridge of her breasts. She gasped lightly, why was she feeling dizzy, dizzy in a funny way, why wasn't she feeling disgusted by his touch.... "A...game." Bella gasped, she was getting affected by his touches. "Yes a game Mon Amour. Let's play an interesting game which you will love." Blade said, this time without giving her a time to apprehend what he would do next, she hoped this bipolar drunkard passed out before he began this strange game of his.

he uses his other hand to flimsily gesture in my direction, peeking from the gaps in between his fingers. Bell immediately shields her own eyes when spotting me, "I'm blind!" She shakes her head, refusing to look at me. "Max, what did you do to Benley?! Bring his nose back!" "Zie nose zis zasgusting!" Ramos yells and pulls a face too before suddenly fainting. I'm officially done for today.

He immediately pulled me outside the gate. He was about to lead me to his car but I did not flinch. "Wait up, what are we gonna talk about, Primo?" "Of course, the deal," he replied. "No deal for today. She's going with me." Doom appeared in a black shirt paired with cargo pants.

"We will see who wins first, Brother," He stood up and smirked at me, sparking a challenge I won’t back away from. "Either your revenge... or my extortion?" My smirk also grew wider as I replied strongly, having no intentions of failing. "We will see," He let out a quiet jeering laugh and left me all alone in my undesirable thoughts after starting a lethal game. I stared at the crack in the glass with a blaze igniting in my eyes as I threw the glass away, shattering it to pieces.

Cleo gave a casual wave of her hand, and several guards instantly seized Tom and dragged him away. I soon realized the iron cage they threw him into was rigged to be heated from underneath. As the metal grew hot, the frantic rats inside would instinctively try to dig their way through Tom's body to escape the heat... Within moments, ear-piercing, blood-curdling screams echoed violently throughout the entire dungeon. Bob completely soiled himself on the spot, a foul stench instantly filling the cell. Before he knew it, the bodyguard closest to him brought a blade down with a swift flash. Bob's prized possession hit the floor.

The sound of the hit echoed through the arcade, and people started turning, whispering, watching. Sebastian wiped his mouth, looking at the smear of blood on his thumb, then back at me with that infuriating half-smile. “Still got that temper, huh? I almost missed it.” His words came out lazy, teasing, but his eyes—his damn eyes—were daring me to swing again. “You think this is a fucking game?” I barked, shoving him back once more. The arcade machine behind him rattled with the impact. “What’s your problem, bro? What the fuck do you actually want from me, man?”

He was on stool, stupidly using pliers and co to connect and disconnect wires. He ignored her "Musa, pass the screwdrivers" Musa checked in the toolbox and found nothing "I think I left it, excuse me let me go get it" he handed Amara the lamp and left to get the screwdriver. Amara happily took the lamp from Musa, what an amazing sight to watch while holding the lamp. Just keep staring at the Greek God in front of her. His low jeans which was st slightly below his waist, the sweat that's on his body that made his body shiny, that masculine scent from him, Gosh, its driving her crazy.

Wearing circular glasses, small hair peeking out from his cheeks sitting right beside him, making the boy nodded his head in response. “Yes, and now senpai just has to mail the further department, so they can update this in-game as valentine's day is just a week apart." Kai turns his gaze back at the screen, opening his mail, attracting the 3 files with it. ‘Hello there, Imaa Yamada Kai, the illustrator of the worldwide famous game Sinner of Pleasure. Well, it’s more of an 18+ Otome game of a girl surrounded by the 10 boys who are just horny as fruit cake for an eyeless girl’

I met his gaze squarely and said coldly, “You know that she’s my girlfriend too, huh?” I took out my phone and showed him a hotel billing statement, and it was billed to the supplementary card I had set for Naomi. “You can’t even pay for your own hotel room to sleep with another woman? You should earn enough money for a vasectomy instead.”

Instead, he turned away and left. As he walked out of the parking lot, he could feel countless gazes on him. But he wasn't bothered by them. He was long used to the attention. As long as they didn't approach him, he was completely fine with it. Just then, someone bumped into him. It was none other than his only rival, Tristan Vale. “Are you blind?” Tristan questioned, rage clear in his eyes as he glared at Liam. Liam gave him a cold look, but Tristan didn't flinch.