I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages - Chapter 1351 - : Are you willing to be my slave?

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ]“Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.”Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy.Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life.What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes?--------------Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned!--------------Sneak Peek:He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered.Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told.Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”

Roy’s life was nothing special. The only thing commendable was the last few moments when he saved a mother and her child from a drunk driver.

It’s really an egg! Damn it, what kind of monster have I become? Did I fall into Hell instead of making it to Heaven??

Join Roy as he ventures through various worlds with the Custom Made Demon King System—a system that allows Roy to draw anything he can imagine and create it through exchanging souls!

- Description from Webnovel

Ruan Qiu had been struggling in the world of Infinite Flow for nearly ten years, and her biggest dream was to live well.

Unexpectedly, after customs clearance, she entered an entertainment circle love novel and became an actress full of black material.

According to the plot, she was a low-end sea king. She would be slapped in the face by the straightforward and lovely heroine in a variety show, she would fail miserably in the love Shura field, and then be rejected by all the guests, and finally be forced by the company’s huge liquidated damages and black fan to suicide by jumping off the building.

Ruan Qiu: The Shura Field is really scary, isn’t it good to live a good life as a passerby.

“Please fall in love with me” is a love challenge variety show that gathers top movie stars, popular little flowers, actors/actresses with bad reputation, and men from idol groups…

The stars needed to fall in love freely in special scenes, and the program also added: The format is novel, there is no script, and the whole process is broadcasted live, which is very exciting.

The audience were all waiting for sweet CP and watching Ruan Qiu being a joke.

——But who can tell them why a love variety show has a murder case / palace fight / escape room… ah?

Audience: Are we really watching a love variety show instead of a survival variety show? And why is Ruan Qiu so cool in saving people?! The other guests looked at her so ambiguously! Their interaction is so sweet, I will eat her CPs first!

- Description from Novelupdates

「Shimizu-san, you dyed your hair black.」「Ah, yes.」「Why did you dye it all of a sudden?」「Because…yesterday…」Shimizu-san, who sat next to me and had dyed her hair from blonde to black gradually lowered her voice, slightly blushed, and laid her face down on the desk.