X Rated Reading Mga Nobela at Kwento

So before you continue reading, you should be prepared to come across matured content, torture and killings. I'm not a fan of violence or rape. Violence would be to the minimum, only to give meaning to the story. **There shall be no rape of any sort.** Happy Reading!!!

He chuckled at a funny scene while I looked at him as he chewed the popcorn. “It’s so funny,” he said, nudging me, and not once did he remove his eyes from the TV. I wish I didn’t have to do this, and he would want me just as much as I want him. I looked at the TV, and we were still watching for like 5 minutes when a sex scene popped up. This movie is strictly rated for adults, and I won’t support any pup watching it.

I said waving the book at his face. "Can I see? he inquired smiling. I nodded and stretched the book to him. "Slave to the Ruthless Master" he read aloud raising his brows. "This is an 18+ rated story" he said and eyed me. "What? I'm almost 18. It's just two months remaining" I defended. And it's not as if I haven't seen worse. What could be worse than what I caught Jayden doing today in the washroom? It's a human story that talked about a girl whom was sold by her father to a ruthless master who killed people without a second thought.

***** Warning: This book is rated 18 guys, there are words that some of you might find offensive so be warned. Also, the male protagonists of this book aren't all lovey-dovey at first, he's cold and aloof since it's his personality as a Mafia Boss. If you are not comfortable reading the book, I'll advise you should drop it. Don't forget to comment as it encourages me to write more, thank you!

CHAPTER 1 LICENTIOUS RAKE WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LIGHT (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

｡༶・° D I S C L A I M E R °・༶ ｡. Creature is rated mature and the plot is not intended for a young audience. It contains mature themes, swearing, sexual content and drug abuse. Furthermore, I implore you, if you struggle with any body dysmorphic or eating disorder and feel literature could be triggering or damaging, please read with caution.

The strange film title frightened both Genevieve and Fiona. Fiona, in particular, asked reflexively, “It’s an X-rated film?!” Herschel chuckled. “How could we make an X-rated one right away? We’ll start with an R-rated one!” The answer scared both Genevieve and Fiona. They were not naïve girls, so they knew the difference between an X-rated and an R-rated film. However, they could not accept making even an R-rated film. It was not like they were so broke that they could not afford to eat. Who would want to star in something like that?

#angryrant I am never one to complain about a reader’s criticism, but when it’s done with malicious intent, I can’t stand it. The reader Jane rated my book 1½ over 5 stars because the chapter is short (every short chapter is followed by a long chapter to maintain balance) my editor when I started on GN advised me to write shorter chapters so readers can easily afford it and not complain about too much coin. That advice had stuck for over two years. 5 days ago, Jane, who didn’t know why I do what I do, rated my hard work 1½ over 5, bringing my book from a 10 rating to 9.1. If you have an issue with a book or writer, ask questions or, better still, do not read the book. Rating it poorly becaus

I advice not to read if you are sensitive to avoid negative feedbacks. I assure you, this scenes are needed for the plot progression. Happy reading.

I didn't think about how long he was as long as he entered inside me I felt pain. "Ouch!" I couldn't stop moaning. But instead of stopping, he accelerated his riding on me even more. I'm like a sack that was thrown out because of the speed of his coat. The pain I felt earlier disappeared completely and was replaced by tickling and happiness. "Uhm! Uhm! F*ck!" Jacob said. "Oohhh!" I growled. He continued riding me until we both moaned loudly together. My body was tired when we finished. He got up and lit a cigarette. He didn't care about the blanket that fell on the floor so I saw face to face his masculinity still in a standing position even though the war was over.