Takashi is unaffected by Hiro and his attempts at impressing him, but one day, when he sees the girls in class tying Hiro up - the rope - his desperate face - slowly, something begins to change...A reluctant romance between the obnoxious hero and his classmate.Also web-comic: http://hero-kun.smackjeeves.com/

    Now, she uses her powerful gift to defend the defenseless at any cost – even if it means teaming up with a deadly assassin to fight evil in a world gone mad.

    From torture chambers in Iraq to race riots in the United States, the Whargoul was there - killing and raping. It is a beast born in bullets and shrapnel, feeding off of pain, misery, and hard drugs. Cursed to wander the Earth without the hope of death, it is reborn again and again to spread the gospel of hate, abuse, and genocide. But what if it's not the only monster out there? What if there's something worse? From Dave Brockie, the twisted genius behind GWAR, comes a novel about the darkest days of the twentieth century. The modern world is dying and Brockie is here to put a bullet between its eyes and violate the corpse. This is all-out fucking war!

    He has a flourishing bar in the heart of Soho and in six months he will be marrying Ashley. There's just one problem. Phil has been married before, 20 years ago. To a woman. In fact, technically Phil and Hazel are still married. And what Phil doesn't know yet is that Hazel has a son - a 19-year-old son.

    Their schools are adjacent to each other, so Sun Jing starts to find ways to approach Qiu Tong, like trying to speak to her at the bus station, etc. As the story progresses, the pair grows closer, and their feelings for each other grow ever clearer... Would you like to take a peek at their comedic and adorable love story?Note: Tamen di Gushi / Their Story (Chinese name: SQ) is a still ongoing yuri series by Chinese artist 壇九. English scanlations can be found online.

    His main goal? Escape poverty by graduating high school with the best rank and entering a top university.To achieve this, he decides to focus on his studies but it's not an easy path when he meets: Joo Seung Eon, youngest son of Korea's largest conglomerate JS Group, who wounds Ji Wook's pride at any given chance. And Kwon Hyung Seo, eldest son of Ilkang Group, who treats Ji Wook with a kind facade but occasionally shows a vague mysteriousness.Ji Wook who's thrown into chaos by when both show their interest in him... will he be able to live the life he wants?

    

    

    But, one fateful day would change the course of her her life, when faced with a deadly challenge against dangerous royal assassins. Now, with the eyes of the dreaded Blood King upon her, her life of simplicity would now become a tangled web of secrecy, deceit, and desire.

    It would have meant a term of peace yet unheard of. Sadly, he was betrayed by one of his most trusted advisors. With his once friend's sword piercing his chest, he cast his last spell. Unintended by even him, his spell incorporates a legendary item that results in the world being cursed. Now over a thousand years later, a certain sorcerer once again wakes... and he is not happy. Alessa has been on the run for years. Never stopping in one place for long. When she arrives at a place where the secret that has haunted her the span of her short life, it might just be the one thing that lets her survive. Will she be able to handle the consequences that result from this meeting?

    Although content with her unsocial, boring, loveless existence, her lifestyle is challenged after she ruins an unsuspecting stranger's clothes.

    He hasn’t had much luck lately, though, since a handsome face doesn’t always match what’s in a guy’s pants. This might be why he finds himself wondering about his dreamboat boss, Director Park Jiwoon. But there’s no way he can mix business with pleasure… That is, until Jiwoon and Suha run into each other in the gay bar bathroom.

    But for Avery, the blossoming romance​ around her only emphasizes her own string... with no one attached to the other end. Is Avery destined to live a loveless life, or can she tailor her own romance?

    I took nothing but the clothes that I wore, the wooden sword that I had carved myself, and a sharpened piece of flint. I didn’t have a cloak to sleep in until later, when I had worked enough to have a few coins buy one. In fact, I didn’t even have a name. I was an Adventurer Monk, a novice, trained by my father and grandfather, but now on my own. My name and my fortune would come as I made them for myself. And that would start in the next thirty heartbeats. My profession was to kill monsters, rescue damsels in distress, and protect the innocent from those who would oppress them. To be the hero. Right now, I was about to embark on rescuing my first damsel. She was in dire distress. She might not survive. But neither would the man about to murder her. He would never get the chance to take her life, but from the look of it, she had suffered life-threatening injuries already. I would revive and restore her if I could. The man would die before he knew that I was there. The woman would survive if I could make it happen. If I myself was going to survive for longer than a month or so, I needed better weapons, better armor, and some companions to watch my back. My father had both of my mothers on his Adventures. My grandfather had my three grandmothers with him. In many places, an Adventurer would band together with other men or women of the same profession and travel for a time, forming and dissolving partnerships as the situation seemed right to them. In the tradition of my clan, as Monks, I hoped for more lasting relationships with my companions. It would be rare to find both a mate and an Adventurer in the same woman, but if I did, I would be very happy. This damsel wasn’t going to be like that. I would rescue her, heal her if I could, and then return her to her people. If they had a reward for me, it would be welcome, but if they did not, I would still be glad to have been of service to her. My name would be Ronin. Over the years ahead I would probably face ruffians, rats, kobolds, orcs, and worse. My Adventures would be several volumes long, unless I died before they were written. But right now, I would deal with this murderer and his intended victim. He would be dead in five heartbeats. I hoped that the girl had more than that still left in her body. I didn’t even know what she looked like. I hadn’t given it much thought over the past few days, but now that I was considering her situation, I started to wonder about the pleasantries of mating and whether I would find at least one mate for myself before too long. I would never force myself upon any maiden, but if she found me attractive and offered herself as my lover, that might be nice. That could wait. The man had two heartbeats left. It was time to strike. Warning…or perhaps enticements: The story of Ronin’s Adventures are filled with monsters, killing, bandits, martial arts, philosophy, magic, elves, mating rituals, emotional turmoil and baggage and past wounding…and a lot of sex and casual nudity. Ronin’s clan has a tradition of having more than one mate, so that’s where the sex comes into it. His story doesn’t shy away from the graphic details of any of it. It’s an adventure story for mature adults. A vicarious romp with heroes, nymphs, and pixies. Maybe you will enjoy it. Writing it was certainly a lot of fun.