Greetings, Ninth Uncle - Chapter 129.3: Gnu H 129 Part 3 Ruthless (Iii)

*Celeb: short for celebrity.A dull body, a timid and kind personality.The fat princess who was ostracized, Rubetria Diollus.“Oh my, the princess is at the dessert shop every time I see her. She eats so many sweets, enough to make one’s cheeks burst, no wonder she gets fat.”Princess Lillia, the ‘swan princess’ of the family, was always surrounded by friends, and Rubetria, the ‘ugly duckling’ who was bullied by them, was a loner.“Hey, you idiot. Our princess is angry. Eat it, quickly.”“Puhaha…!”“Oh my god! She really ate that!”Rubetria was tired of the bullying.Then one day, she said,‘I want to live a wonderful life like that woman for just one day.’180 degrees change.

CAUTION: (TABOO)Contains material that may not be for normal readers to consume.Zhang Fei was a degenerate looser back on Earth. He was crowned the Coomer King after jerking his way to victory in a twisted online test, only to get sucked into a void and thrown into a xianxia world of qi, sects, and hmm.....pussies.Reborn as a crippled heir, his body’s fucked—useless limbs, cock barely twitching—he’s stuck drooling over jade beauties he can’t touch, until........a window lights up in his life.“Welcome to the Crippled Heir MILF System.Host! Ready to fuck your way to the top?” Hell yeah, he is.Task one? Get a hand job.His first conquest? A thick-ass MILF who calls herself “Mother,” her massive tits spilling qi-nourished milk into his mouth while she strokes his cock till he cums hard, fixing his broken ass with every sticky spurt.Now, Fully healed, Zhang Fei’s out to steal every jade beauty, fuck rival sect bitches senseless and claim the fat legacy that he is supposed to have.The system dings with every thrust: “Mission: Bang your way to the top. Rewards: Qi Potion, badass moves, and more pussy.”Will he ascend to fuck the heavens or just fuck everything in his path? Spoiler: he’s doing both.Tags:R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Feet | Thick | Thicc | Loli | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Out doors | Humiliation | Nymph | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action| Handsome MC | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Taboo|

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.

Keeley, a simple plain Jane, hits the jackpot. [No, she did not win the lottery!] At least that's what she thinks when she marries the most eligible bachelor in New York City: Aaron, a wealthy cold-hearted heartthrob and Tycoon.