WoodenPaw

[Warning: Mature content, R-18, Sexually explicit content.]

LISTEN UP, YOU THIRSTY DEGENERATES! YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THIS SH*T?

Forget all that watered-down, fairy-tale bullsht you’ve been spoon-fed. 

You still here? Well, guess what—you’re about to step into a world where the only rule is to fck sht up and survive. You got demons crawling out of hell and humans so degenerates, they’d trade their own mother for a shot at power. This ain’t no noble quest, it’s a f*cking bloodbath—and you better be ready to get drenched in it.

Here’s what you’re about to dive into:

• Demons so fine seductive they’ll make you forget what’s right or wrong—who cares when evil looks this damn sexy?
• Humans? Hah! They’re more fcked up than the demons! You think they’re the good guys? Guess again, dipsh*t. They’re here to carve out their own slice of hell, and they don’t care whose throat they gotta slit to do it.
• Battles so savage, you’ll be choking on blood—if you’re lucky. If you ain’t? You’ll be crawling through the mud, beggin’ for someone to finish you off. Spoiler: They won’t.
• Lust? This ain’t romance, you dumb fck. This is raw, filthy, boner-breaking need. Warriors in the heat of battle, ready to fck or kill, sometimes both. And trust me, they don’t care if you watch.

"Holy sh*t, I don’t know who’s worse—the demons or the humans!" — Some pervert who thought he was ready for this trash fire.

THINK THAT’S IT? HELL NO, YOU DIRTY BASTARD!

• Twists so fcking brutal they’ll rip your soul out and use it for target practice.
• Choices so fcked up you’ll wish you never had to make ‘em—but guess what? Nobody cares what you wish for, bitch.
• A world so black, so hopeless, even the demons are lookin’ for an exit—and there ain’t one, motherf*cker.

FINAL WARNING: This ain’t a story for the weak, the clean, or the sane. We got gut-wrenching violence, straight-up vulgar dirty f*cking, and choices that’ll make you puke. If you ain’t down to get your soul violated, turn around and get the f*ck out. This is the point of no return.

#DemonsWantBloodAndAss #WuxiaWithZeroF*cks #MoralityIsForTheDead #ThisIsYourNewHell

Disclaimer: This story will ruin you. Side effects include sleepless nights, uncontrolled boners, and the overwhelming urge to f*ck, fight, and die all at once. Proceed if you got the balls for it—or not.

Cover Art AI Generated.

Lust...Lost...Last Survivor.

"No… stop! I need you!" she cried out, her voice desperate. She turned around, her hands clutching at the air as if to pull me back. "I will obey."

I stopped at those words, a faint satisfaction washing over me.

There was something deeply satisfying about hearing her say she would obey—something primal, carnal, and utterly intoxicating.

I turned around, my expression calm but expectant.

Her hands were still half-covering her face, but she was peeking through her fingers, her eyes wide and pleading.

"Say it again," I ordered, my voice firm.

"I… I will obey," she repeated, her voice trembling but clear.

I could see her pouting, her lips trembling as if she were silently asking why I was being so difficult.

"My price," I said, answering her unspoken question.

It felt like I had just read her mind, and the confidence of predicting her thoughts correctly made me feel powerful.

Fifty Eight -(R18)