In his apartment, Rick runs to his computer, dragging the chair quickly. He sits down and, looking at the blank page that haunted him, quickly begins to write.
‘As a critic of eroges, I have played dozens, hundreds, and I could even say that counting the small freelance jobs, I would easily reach a thousand. And in all of them, I have seen and done everything. I have seen good stories with poorly drawn characters and mediocre stories whose characters have great designs. I’ve seen nothing flashy projects that end up becoming little hidden gems for fans of this genre called for perverts.’
‘Saying which is the best eroge is up to everyone. But the players will always choose our favorite game for the protagonist. It does not matter if she is loud and confident. If her body is dreamy, it does not matter. Because his company makes a room shine, and his absence fills it with gloom. Those protagonists who assault our hearts and steal our pr
Feeling the soft tingle of Rick’s fingertips moving up her body, Maggie squirms a little and feels Rick’s bulge. He sits on it. Releasing a sigh, he says, “Ah ... I was dying because you asked me if I want a pervert ...” Closing my eyes, I hold Rick’s shoulders were giving himself to him.Maggie could feel Rick begin to kiss the center of her chest. Going higher and higher as one of Rick’s hands slowly went up, and the other went down. Starting to breathe hard, moving her hips gently in circles rubbing Rick’s bulge against her vagina.Letting out a moan, Maggie can feel Rick’s tongue creep up her neck as one of his hands squeezed one of her tits, and the other tried to get under her dress. Laughing, Maggie says, “You’re very anxious ... I like it ...”Rick says to him, laughing a little, “You were expecting it too, right?”Maggie feels Rick’s hand enter her thong, and he b
“My name is Jeremías Skyner.” I could feel a chill run through my body, and I had spent more hours than I would like sitting at the desk.As I opened my eyes, I felt how the lashes hurt my eyes. I looked from side to side, and my room was a mess.It had been four days since I last decided to even move outside these four walls, without a heart. I took my cell phone out of my pocket and looked at the time, it was already noon. I sighed, to think that I still had work left without finishing off was a bit discouraging.“I’d better take a break, maybe order another pizza to let the creativity flow,” I said while scratching my chin. I could feel food scraps coming off of my beard, and it was an unpleasant sensation.
I said with disagreement, “But-” “That’s why people always make fun of you, Marcus. You must take revenge so that they learn to respect you.” I could feel how hatred arose from within me. The black-robed goblin was right, I might be looking bad, but that didn’t give anyone the right to disrespect me. I nodded determinedly as I looked at Fulgen, but he was fading little by little until I was completely alone. When I finished bathing, I returned to my room. When I got my clothes changed, I felt like a new man. Getting all that crap off of me had made me feel better. Now I could think more clearly. I took the garbage bags and left t
At the end of half an hour. I was already eating while watching TV, and I ordered a pizza from Neopolitan. Having pizza for breakfast in the morning didn’t seem like a good idea, but it was a habit I had been doing for a number of years. A couple of hours passed, I began to have a headache. So, I decided to get up for a while and go out to take a breath of some fresh air. I left the apartment, leaned against one of the railings of the corridor, and looked up at the sky. Despite the problems, things were looking up. I had made a name for myself in the world of illustration in a very short time, and I began to dabble in the world of streaming and comics. Things seemed to be going well. Suddenly I saw how my neighbor ran down the stairs while various guys came chasing her with cameras. When I least expected it
“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry,” I said as I knelt in front of herI added, “I had many days without sleep a...and I was carried away by what happened.”I really felt it from the heart, I had felt a lot of anger at how her friends had treated me, but she really hadn’t done anything.She said, “Eh! come on get up you don’t have to kneel”I looked up. I could see her smile as she extended her hand to me. For a moment, I felt like I was walking to heaven.With some uncertainty, I put my hand closer to hers to what she said, “Don't be shy.”Taking me by the arm and pulling me with a f
Every 50 years, she made an offering to the master of the forest, asking for his blessing. It is customary to gather the strongest men to carry the Lacerating Orchid to the cursed forest.As they heard those words, the villagers began to murmur. Kaleida knew that this was an excellent opportunity to start her travels as an adventurer, so she just put up her hand. Everyone looked at her skeptically.It was no secret that all the people knew of the aspirations of our protagonist. However, all of them knew the stories that the trip was not rosy.Kaleida, without hesitation, approached the chief, knelt before him, and asked for permission again to bear the responsibility. The head looked at her doubtfully, and he knew well that she was a capable woman, but he also knew how dangerous it was to travel alone, so she
As I left the apartment, I looked at the next door, thinking that luckily I would find Malorie, but instead, I found a dude beating the door. I looked at him disapprovingly, and for a moment, I thought about saying something to him, but something inside of me stopped me. “Damn it, open the fucking Malorie door.” He said as he continued pounding on the door. Try to escape before he was aware of my presence. But before I could move, that man turned his gaze to me. He slowly approached until he was only a few inches from me, Looking at him closely, I could tell that he was a tall and burly man. “You know where´s the girl who lives there?” He said, gesturing with his hand to point to the apartment. I tried to speak, but the words wouldn’t come out, so I just shook my head abruptly and repeatedly. The man only got angrier and hit the wall that separated Malorie’s apartment and mine. Apparently, he had given up, and he was walking towards the stairs
I could see the surprise in his eyes. So I just replied with a shrug. We continued walking until I reached the door of my apartment. I turned on the lights.As soon as I entered my apartment, I gestured for Malorie to enter. She, with caution, entered slowly, looking from side to side. My apartment was painted white so that it would highlight each of the framed drawings, and they mostly were drawings from my youth as an apprentice. I always liked the idea of not abandoning my beginnings.“This was not what I expected, actually.” She said, with a trace of surprise on her face.I had cleaned the day before, but I decided to leave the house looking like a natural home before I left. It seemed to have been the right decision.“What were you hoping to find? The apartment without light, full of garbage bags and food in bad shape?” I asked.“I’m sorry.” She then apologized,The truth is that if she had en