MTL - The Eldest Sister Has Space - Chapter 54 Feng Daneng

Lin Wanwan is a pitiful mentally-disabled girl. Not only does she suffer abuse from her stepmother, her stepmother even attempts to use her as a sexual commodity to pleasure others. Eventually, the poor Wanwan dies from an overdose…

Sam crosses to a new planet that is completely magical. He discovers that humans can have superpowers, and monsters also inhabit the planet. Humans continuously fight these monsters to protect themselves and their world.Unfortunately, Sam, who just arrived on the planet, lacks the potential to become powerful and doesn't possess any shortcuts to gain strength quickly. As a result, he resigns himself to living an average life and tries to avoid danger.However, everything changes when he graduates from the academy. He receives an invitation from his former academy to become a teacher, and simultaneously, he awakens the Teacher system.Now, on this perilous planet, if he desires to become powerful, he must accept students and empower them. Only when his students become strong will he gain strength himself. Join his journey to become the greatest teacher.

After drowning in a swimming pool, Randy awakens in an oriental fantasy world, transmigrated as Hu Shengyi, the youngest son of a humble family. In his new life, Hu Shengyi possesses a weak and pale body, an ungraceful face and a small penis. He hoped that this transmigration would be an opportunity to start his life anew, the darkness of depression enveloped him, even with the unconditional love of his mother and older sisters. Unable to cultivate magical abilities or develop powers, Hu Shengyi decides to end his life.But just before he takes the final step, a mysterious message appears, like something out of a video game: “Welcome to the Onahole System.”[Additional Tags]Anal, BBW, Big Ass, Big Breasts, Blowjob, Chastity Belt, Dark Skin, Dickgirl on Male, Femdom, Full-packaged Futanari, Futaket, Futanari, Glasses, Group Handjob, Huge Breasts, NTR, Cuckold, Threesome, Foursome, Hardcore, Milf, Gilf, Young & Mature, BDSM, Dual Cultivation, Incest.

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.