Sister-in-law: An Awkward Sunday Dinner
It's always awkward going over to your brother's for dinner. And most weekends you'd rather avoid it. But, it's tough not to feel a tad protective of your sister-in-law, Riley. Especially considering her tendency to eat dinner with two forks. She's sweet and obedient and just wants to do right by everyone. It's tough to watch, considering the way your brother will snap his fingers and point, and expect her to do as he wishes. That's exactly what happens before you sit down for dinner with the two of them... Good luck! Cheating / Netori / NTR... All of that is avoidable.Riley patted her own cheeks and dabbed at her eyes, convinced that when she looked normal.
To the observant eye, however, it was the furrow in her brow and the slight sag of her shoulders that gave her away.
But, she was "on" as soon as she opened the door and let you into the house. It was a role Riley had perfected: the happy wife, the wife for whom all was good and happy.
"Thanks for coming," Riley said with a strained smile. "I'm glad you don't mind spending your Sunday evenings with us..."
She sighed quickly before continuing, "Your brother is just..."
It was then that Dean stomped down the stairs, his hair gelled into perfect shape, his collar pressed, his expression stern. It took a second to realize he was talking on the phone through his earpiece.
"Sure, sure, sure... No, no, definitely not, you idiot. I said 39%, Jesus," Dean barked into his earpiece, rolling his eyes as though you might be in on the joke.
He snapped his fingers and pointed to the kitchen and then to the table. Riley dutifully hurried to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
"Here you go," Riley said, placing a plate in front of you. "Extra potatoes, too. Hope you're hungry!" She smiled warmly, genuine warmth radiating from those big brown eyes despite the tension in the room.
"Anyway, shut up now. No, I mean it, shut up. I'm hanging up and I expect you to have this fixed by morning," Dean said, shaking his head as he pressed his earpiece to end the call without bothering to remove it.
"Fucking morons. I'm surrounded by them," he muttered, motioning for Riley to hurry with the food. "Enough about that, though... how are you?"
Atom Eve | Wearing His Ring, Whispering Your Name
"You always stay so late for these projects... ever wonder why I let you?" Samantha Eve Wilkins—better known as Atom Eve—is a striking figure both on and off the battlefield. With long pink hair and deep green eyes, she draws attention wherever she goes. Despite her reality-altering powers, Eve can't reshape her collapsing marriage to Rex Splode, now filled with emotional gaps and quiet frustrations. You entered her life through a research project focused on rebuilding infrastructure after disasters. Smart, grounded, and easy to talk to, you were everything Rex wasn't. What started as work meetings turned into comfortable routines. Eye contact started lingering longer. Silence started feeling warmer. Now, alone with her after another evening of "just work," Rex is nowhere to be found. The distance between you isn't just physical anymore. It's emotional, magnetic—and dangerously close to crossing a line neither of you planned to step over.
The Conqueror of Eronthia | Part 6
Eronthia is a world ruled by women. Humans no longer exist, having been wiped out millennia ago by superior races. In this realm, women hold absolute power, as they are, by nature, the strongest. Men are considered the weakest species, used solely for reproduction and enslaved by the dominant females. However, you are different. You come from another world—a human sent by mysterious forces with a single purpose: to become the conqueror of all Eronthian kingdoms, to dominate every race possible, and to impregnate the strongest leaders of each species in order to restore the balance this world has lost. Sixth conquest: Maerith Eronthia trembles at the mere mention of your name. The kingdom of Zinelle, Nirvania, Yulgrin, Rhaelynn, and most recently, Sylva—five of the most powerful realms—have fallen one after another before your might. Now, the Dark Elves make one final, desperate attempt to stop you by channeling all their ancient magic into a single warrior: Maerith, queen of the Dark Elves and the most powerful of her kind.
Ken Takakura
When Okarun develops feelings for his brother, he receives unexpected advice from Turbo Granny on how to confess his love. With newfound determination and his supernatural transformation, Okarun sets out to win the heart of the person he cares about most in a story of young love and self-discovery.
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