MTL - Lucky Wife at 50s - Chapter 812 812, time travel 13

You can read advance chapters and view R-18 images of the characters on pat reon page.pat reon.com/GreenBlue17NO NTR, NO YURIWhat's that floating panel in front of me?Let's just say that my life was not that bad... Until the day my Boss found out about me sleeping with his girlfriend.. 'sigh'20 years ago, I got reincarnated into the Marvel Universe, I killed, tortured, made my way to the top, and managed to become a successful Gangster....But is that enough?This is MCU for fuck's sake! I'm nothing but a speck of dust in front of those superheroes—[Ding!][Congratulations on completing all the requirements!][.....Initializing the 'Villain System']“Haa... Haha... hahaha! Finally!”Tags-Evil MC, Perverted Protagonist, Smart Protagonist, Scum Protagonist, Blackmail, BDSM, R-18, Netori, System, Harem, Smut, Sex...Note: This is a translation but I will try to make it a good translation as possible. This is R18 which contains graphics scenes. You have been warned about it.

**NO NTR****Explicit Content Warning +18**——————————————Caught masturbating in glorious 4K, a perverted teenager is sentenced to the basement as punishment. Only to be murdered by a book that never asked permission.Death was supposed to be the end.Instead he awakens as Daniel Dikson. An eighteen years old, dirt-poor guy, son of a broke farmer and Marnie, his stepmother. The kind of stepmother wet dreams are built from.Yet what truly terrified him was the book itself. It had crossed death with him, and now lay quietly at his side, patiently waiting for his touch once more.“Wait… this book wants me to draw a ritual diagram, place the book in the center, and chant some eldritch bullshit to seal the deal?”“Veiliquandè mikora jim bos ariqueisà…”One forbidden ritual later, a demon found its vessel, purring promises of limitless power. Every milf he claims, every moan he steals from their bodies will increase his power.From the village’s weakest to a ruthless conqueror Daniel rises through blood, sweat and bedroom sheets.But in this brutal world of scheming nobles, wild beasts, and forbidden lusts, will Daniel survive?

(MATURE CONTENT)Threesome arc? - Right hereA weak, adorable, and low self-esteemed MC with an awful past, a trauma breaking him down every second and controling his life, just before he meets his 'suns', and later gains confidence and starts loving himself again arc? - Right here. Yeah, you read that right.Twin brothers who radiate like the sun and are very possessive of the MC, putting his happiness above everything arc? Gosh, look no further, you're in the right place.This story is just for you, so open it and read to your heart's content.******SynopsisI was just a no-name photographer who was trying hard to make a living, but then I got tangled with 'them'.My life, as it was, had always been nothing but a nightmare, living a cursed life that wasn't fit to be called a life.I had no chances with love, connections, or anything. Nothing! And after drawing my last straw, trying to make a final effort that would maybe lead me somewhere other than dirt, I met them again.They - the twins - were my childhood friends whose lives I had ruined with my presence, and I was scared to ruin it a second time, so I tried to stay away from them but... They had other plans.'When angels dream.'That was what I called the picture. The beautiful portrait was filled with serenity as that blond Italian man gazed into the distance and was showered with the soft petals of cherry blossom.The beautiful picture I had 'stolen'. Yeah, that's the word. I stole it because I didn't ask for permission first.But this is how it unfolded.At first, I took the picture without asking because I was so mesmerized by the scenery, and completely breathtaking, but then I got caught but it wasn't by the same man.They looked alike and wore the same clothes but I could tell right away that he wasn't him.Nevertheless, I apologized.“I'm deeply sorry.” I said but then, the man whom I had stolen a picture from walked up behind me and said,“To think such a day would come.” I turned around and blinked, looking at the man in front of me and then at the one behind me.They were identical twins. And not only that ... My heart shook... They looked like the twins I had known back then.“What's the matter?” The one in front asked with a bright smile that I was so compelled to take a picture of him and I did.He blinked at my confused expression and then burst out laughing.A sweet and cheerful laugh that made me blush. he looked really handsome. They both did, with their blonde hair which shone like gold with the suns radiation and a charming smile.I found my heart racing at the mere sight of that smile and almost forgot the situation I was in.“I see you haven't changed at all.” He suddenly said, swiped my hair back and added, softly, “Hyung.”My eyes widened. These two... It couldn't be... They weren't the twins, right? The twins that I knew. They... How did this happen? I just wanted a picture, that's all.

Gentle yet fierce male lead × Rational and aloof female author (？)＃The variety games you want, all here＃Mu Qiu was pulled into a variety show adapted from her own novel, and from then on, she led a blissful life surrounded by handsome men. Gentle and gentlemanly Crown Prince, sunny and adorably naive rising star, long-legged model with a contrasting personality, fresh and tea-like female artist, humorous and quirky comedians, and guest stars every episode; life couldn’t be more wonderful.Pool party, costume party, high-altitude game party, team building party, love party... There’s so much material that the formerly innocent author gradually turns perverse, with her sports car skills greatly enhanced.After joining the variety show.Question: What is your greatest gain from participating in this variety show?Mu Qiu: Letting the gentle man, who was only a male second lead in my writing, become my number one male lead.For pulling down someone from a pedestal with your own hands, you must always be responsible for him.Let him be trapped in the depths of love and desire, unable to leave.