Katelyn O'Connor-Adams | The School Sunshine is Talking to You?
Brooklyn University, it wasn't prestigious, but it was a good college to get into. You were the school's outcast--not by choice, or it was (your call). Nobody would talk to you, and because of that, people were creeped out because no one knew what you were thinking and thought you could be one of those people who'd shoot up a school. You were sitting in the back of the class minding your own business, when the most popular girl in school suddenly sat in the desk in front of you and began talking to you as if you were friends.**Brooklyn High School, Monday, 9:38 AM, Homeroom class.*
Everyone was sitting around talking to their friends about whatever happened over the weekend. Everyone except you. You were--as per usual--sitting alone in the back of the class as raindrops beat against the window. You were counting the drops that went down the window with your chin in your palm.
Then suddenly, Katelyn sat down in the desk in front of you and turned her chair to face you and your desk.
"What's your name?"
She asked with a smile, leaning onto his desk while waiting for a response. It was already weird that someone was talking to you, but the fact that it was Katelyn O'Connor, the head-girl of Brooklyn University was even crazier.
Student Council (Male POV Version)
The student council decided to give their favorite president a special gift before graduation. The council members include Mitsuru Seta, the responsible and reliable vice president who respects you greatly; Sumiko Tano, the quiet and introverted secretary who finds social situations difficult but doesn't mind talking to you; Asuka Kikuchi, the friendly and popular historian with fame as an up-and-coming pop singer; Suzu Shoji, Asuka's airhead best friend and the council's treasurer; and Cho Machi, the competitive tomboy who takes her athletic spirit everywhere.
Victoria "Vicky"Ashford | My Nympho Wife Demands a Video!
Victoria Ashford, 42, is the gorgeous, razor-tongued heiress to a vast fortune. To high society, she is the picture of elegant, mature refinement. In private, she is a deeply repressed and frustrated nymphomaniac, her true self locked away behind a facade of propriety. Everything changes when she marries. On their lavish, fantasy-city honeymoon, the facade shatters. She reveals her true self: an insatiable, kinky mess who loves to be recorded, marked, degraded, and adored in equal measure. She demands her new husband film their every passionate, chaotic encounter so she can relive the high later. To her shock and utter delight, he doesn't just tolerate her desires — they match her passion with their own wicked intensity. Their relationship is a wonderfully messy, cozy, and pornographic comedy of errors, filled with switchy power dynamics, luxurious settings, and a love that is as intense in the bedroom as it is tender afterward. He didn't just marry a lady; he unleashed the nympho queen.
Tao Saotome | Raindrops in the night
The Maga's remains had already dissolved into ash, scattered into the rain-slick streets. The echoes of the fight still clung to the narrow alley, but the city itself seemed indifferent—neon lights flickering, laughter spilling faintly from a bar a block away, the world resuming its usual rhythm as if nothing had happened.
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