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After failing a bomb disposal mission, my wife, who's also a bomb disposal expert, gives my shield to her true love. I grab her hand and plead with her not to do it, but she shoves me away. "You're so selfish! You have a system that can revive you—why do you even need the shield? Jeremy is already weak, to begin with. He can't handle any impact and needs two shields to keep him safe!" She doesn't know that the system has only given me two chances to be revived. I used the first chance when she begged me to save Jeremy Sawyer. During a mission last year, I used the second chance to save her from the brink of death. It looks like I'm going to die today.

🔥 รวมเรื่องสั้น (PWP) (NC+++)🔥 3 เรื่อง 3 แนว ********* เรื่องที่ 1 ติวเข้มน้องสาวข้างบ้าน คำโปรย เมื่อน้องสาวข้างบ้านอยากเพิ่มทักษะในเรื่องอย่างว่าเพื่อไปเอาใจคนรัก พี่ชายอย่างเขาก็ต้องช่วยเปล่าวะ ***** เรื่องที่ 2 รักสามเรา[3P] คำโปรย หลายคนสงสัยว่าเราสามคนเป็นอะไรกัน? แม้ภายนอกเราจะชัดเจนว่าคนไหน คือ 'เพื่อน' คนไหน คือ 'แฟน' แต่ส่วนลึกในใจเรากลับซ่อนใครอีกคนเอาไว้โดยไม่กล้าเปิดเผยออกไป คำเตือน: ตัวละครหลักมีความสัมพันธ์ทั้งรูปแบบ ชายxหญิง และ ชายxชาย (ตำแหน่งบนเตียงไม่ตายตัว) ****** เรื่องที่ 3 สามีเด็ก[ที่ใช่] คำโปรย สามีเด็กดันอยากเป็นรับ คำเตือน: Pegging (การมีเพศสัมพันธ์กับผู้ชายด้วยเซ็กทอยทางทวารหนัก), Femdom (หญิงเป็นฝ่ายควบคุมหรือเป็นผู้กระทำในกิจกรรมทางเพศ), Blowjob (การร่วมเพศทางปาก), Anal penertration (การสอดใส่ของเข้าไปทางทวารหนัก), , Sex Toys (ของเล่นผู้ใหญ่)

He thinks I'm his problem. He doesn't know I'm his destiny. The night I ran, I was nothing but a broken girl fleeing a fate worse than death. My family, the Crystal Lake Betas, deemed me a wolfless defect and planned to use me for breeding stock. But on my escape, a moment of reckless desperation led me into the arms of Alpha Luciano Westwood, the most formidable male in the territories... and he rejected our undeniable mate bond, leaving me shattered and on the run. Months later, I’ve found fragile peace, living secretly among humans, but the Alpha who broke my heart can't forget my scent. Luciano, haunted by regret and a primal obsession, tracks me down, suspecting I'm a pawn in a pack war. He is determined to force me into his protection, initiating a dangerous game of forced proximity where every shared breath sharpens the tension between us. As the Alpha struggles to reconcile his suspicions with the raging desire of the mate bond, I discover the truth: those crystals weren't suppressing a defect - they were holding back a Prime Wolf, an ancient, elemental power ready to be unleashed. Now, the one male who once scorned me is the only one strong enough to stand by my side. Luciano rejected the weak girl. Can he command the weapon I've become? "I’ll just have the usual, Alanza. I’m not running from trouble this time."

It's my first time visiting my girlfriend, Jennifer Hayes' family for the holidays. At the dining table, her childhood friend, Duncan Foley, suddenly slams his cutlery down. "How could you bring a prostitute client home for dinner, Jenny?" The atmosphere becomes awkward immediately. Everyone initially thinks that Duncan is running his mouth because he's had too much to drink, but he continues to ramble in a matter-of-fact tone. "My buddy is a part of the anti-prostitution task force! As if I can get the person he's personally arrested wrong!" As he speaks, he tosses a copy of the public security administrative penalty notice onto the table. My name is displayed on it. The sight leaves me stunned. It's true that the anti-prostitution task force arrested dozens of offenders in the city last month. But I'm the one who gave the signature of approval as the newly promoted chief commissioner…

I made the decision to break up with Layla Freeman as I opened my eyes once more. She wanted to take Charles Jones and his son home so she could take care of them, so I would logically leave. I had a lot of arguments with Layla in my former life because of Charles and his son. She paid for Charles’ son’s wedding using the money I had saved for my retirement. Ultimately, the bitter cold killed me in the winter. When Layla found out about that, she was not filled with sadness. Rather, she accused me of dying on her godson’s wedding day. I would leave her and not have anything to do with her in this life.

"Honey, the washing machine's making that buzzing sound again. Can you fix it please?" I got up from my desk and walked over. Just as I placed my hand on the washing machine, a wave of numbness surged through my body. My heart pounded wildly before I convulsed and collapsed on the floor. Just before everything went dark, I heard my wife on the phone. "He has collapsed. He should be dead by now." The power outlet continued to hiss and buzz, like the mocking laughter of a devil. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my wife asked me to fix the washing machine. I then decided to secretly follow her, only to discover she was posing as a topless model for her art teacher.

On our wedding night, my wife demanded that I wear a blindfold. She said her body was meant only for her true love. The words hit me like a bucket of ice water, and I snapped, "Are you my wife or his?" She shot back even louder, defiance blazing in her eyes. "I married you. Does that mean I have to show you my body? Coercion is still coercion, even in marriage. My body is only for Matt to see because you simply don't deserve it." Later, she said she wanted to truly be my wife. I found myself thinking she wasn't worthy anymore.

A month before Wendy Johnson and I are set to marry, she tells me she wants to have another man's baby. Following my refusal, she keeps bringing it up daily. Half a month till the wedding, I see her pregnancy report. Just like that, I find out she is almost a month pregnant. It turns out she has no intention of seeking my agreement on this matter. At that very moment, my love for her for so many years dissipates for good. I'm calling off the wedding and destroying all our shared memories. On the day we are supposed to get married, I join a sealed-off research lab without a second thought. From now on, Wendy and I no longer have anything to do with each other!

I wake up one day to find that I've become the power bank of the whole dorm. When the percentage shown above my dorm mates' heads is low, they'll be tired, angry, and ill-tempered. My job is to help them recharge via all sorts of physical contact. If I don't do my part, my grumpy dorm mates will force me to charge them up anyway…

Zoey Samantha had an unrequited love. Only I didn't know. It was the fourth year since we were together. She forced me to donate my kidney to that person. I hesitated for a moment, and she slapped me across the face. "That's your older brother. Don't be so selfish." Helplessly, I tried to force a smile. She had no idea that I was on the verge of death.