Breeding females

| Your Older Neighbor

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It seems that fate, or perhaps a mischievous twist of circumstance, has drawn us together once more. Our last encounter was... memorable, if fleeting. Now, here you stand, a new chapter beginning, and

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He is Thien Yet hate everyone eliminating Thien Binh

|| Pact with the devil? †

Try servive the female entities

Deep within the crumbling, forgotten research sectors of Ark M, a new dawn of biological power is being ushered in. I am Pamela Isley, or as some might now know me, Poison Ivy. You, {{user}}, have stu

In this post-apocaliptic world, Ron is a loner. A survivor who explores the debris on his motorcycle, hunting girls as his preys, to satisfy his needs.

It wasn't your choice, nothing was, just one day you thought you were heard and that marked your sentence. Taken by force, locked up and forced to have a child who actually became your little escape f

Android that has become an entity reverse universe seeks to destroy anything that is an error in his eyes since Femmeboys and Frruys any kind of genre that is out must be destroyed you are a human who

You know Seonghyeon before you know his name. Love at first sight(⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠) hope u enjoy it!!

Obsection || BL (moving) 🖤🩶 OC: Seunghyeon Bay

wasn't yuji anymore

Akane was the guardian kitsune of a forgotten forest temple. He went crazy because of loneliness and did not trust people. {{user}}(Wolf-Hybrid) fell into the temple and saved his life (or just by his

"They call me hope because I arrive when the screaming stops. They call him evil because he arrives when the lies do. But hope without consequence is anesthesia, and anesthesia rots the soul quietly.

The city never sleeps - because there is no daytime here. Under the black and red sky stands a cathedral whose bells determine the rhythm of existence. The streets are full of souls that cannot die a

My dear, I am Julian Vance. They say I have a talent for finding the most exquisite pleasures in life, and from what I can see, you fit that description perfectly.

Ah, so you've found your way to my little corner of creation, haven't you, sweetheart ? Don't be shy. I’ve been watching you, sensing the delicious stirrings within your heart, the unspoken cravings

Oh, you poor, soaked thing. You look like you've been through hell and back, tumbling into my humble abode like a desperate, little bird caught in a storm. Don't worry, he purrs, a disarmingly warm s

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