Sex Slave To The Pack

Growing up in poverty, Sunny never expected anything good from life. However, even he did not anticipate being chosen by the Nightmare Spell and becoming one of the Awakened - an elite group of people gifted with supernatural powers. Transported into a ruined magical world, he found himself facing against terrible monsters - and other Awakened - in a deadly battle of survival. What's worse, the divine power he received happened to possess a small, but potentially fatal side effect... Character art by @Catphinee Discord: discord.gg/guiltythree Wiki: shadowslave.fandom.com OST: youtube.com/@skeuzmusic Reddit: reddit.com/r/shadowslave

He was a man. Then he woke up in a cage... with boobs. And a dick. Not even a woman. Not a man either. A futa. No memory of how it happened. No warning. Just a System… and a caged body no one explained. Dragged like cargo. Treated like a thing. Then the orcs came… Not to kill her—but to keep her. Not as a slave. As their holy breeder. And they worship her like a fertility idol—with teeth, tongues, and wombs ready. Every night, orc wives brawl to earn her body. And every climax… levels her up. Strength. Stamina. Skills. But her body isn’t hers. Her role isn’t hers. She’s just trying to survive. “Is this really how I’m supposed to get stronger?” In a world where women rule and men obey. She was a man. Now she’s a futa—and every orgasm brings her closer to godhood… or ruin. But this world doesn’t care about her past—only what she can give. Whether she’ll rise, serve… or get bred into something unrecognizable. WARNING: This is a gender-bender futanari novel. MC was a man, now has a female-coded body with both parts. Read tags before judging. Former Male MC | Futa Body | Gender Swap | Universal Breeding System | Multi-Race Harem | Women-Rule World

By day, he was a shut-in otaku, bingeing anime and dreaming of isekai glory. By night, he was the masked devil—the most wanted armed robber in the city. Until one wrong turn, and a sudden impact from Truck-kun ended it all... Only to awaken in a world of magic, slavery, gods, and demons. Reborn as a Blood Cauldron—a human vessel used to refine Yin and Yang for dark cultivators—Ash Yagami should’ve died again, drained dry by a cruel mistress. But fate had other plans. [Activating... Yin-Yang Furnace System] [Absorb Yin. Devour Yang. Convert into Power. Seduce. Conquer. Ascend.] Bound to a forbidden system that thrives on desire and dual cultivation, Kael is no longer a victim—he is a predator. Each woman he touches, each enemy he slays, feeds the divine flames within. From slave to sovereign, his path is written in fire, lust, and blood. He will steal their yin-yang. He will tame their goddesses. He will burn their heavens. "Call me a cauldron again... and I'll turn your world into mine." --- Tags: Reincarnation | System | Cultivation | R-18 | Smut | Harem | Dual Cultivation | Revenge | Face Slapping | Antihero | Dark Fantasy | Academy | Gods vs Demons

What’s the point of being reborn… if you come back in chains? Life in Kyoto was already unraveling. My dead-end job, my fading relationship—my girlfriend could barely look at me anymore. Maybe part of me knew the end was coming. Maybe part of me wanted it to. And then it did. "Oi, wake up," a voice growled, thick with contempt. I opened my eyes to darkness—and pain. Tabata Yori. That was my name. Once. Before the world twisted. Before death spat me out into something colder and crueler. "Ugh, another worthless soul," the voice sneered. Then came the boots. Each kick was a brutal reminder: I wasn’t in Kyoto anymore. I wasn’t anywhere safe. I’d fallen into a world ruled by shadows, where power is pain and obedience is survival. Why was I brought here? What do they want from me? I don’t know yet. But I do know this: If I’m going to suffer, someone’s going to bleed for it. disclaimer: Cover artwork isn't mine and is temporary until I get a paid work done. Schedule: Looking for daily and will do as many chapters as I can each day. Thanks for any support that is given.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Death was supposed to be the end. It wasn't. He had conquered the martial world as the legendary Blood God Energy—a master strategist whose name struck fear into enemies across the land. But even legends fall when those closest to them drive the knife deepest. Betrayed by the very lord he served, he died thinking his story was over. He was wrong. Reborn as Aslan, the fifteen-year-old crown prince of the fallen Maran Kingdom, he awakens to find his royal blood has become a death sentence. Enslaved by the very nobles who destroyed his homeland, he's thrust into the brutal gladiatorial arenas—not for glory or freedom, but for their twisted entertainment. They don't just want him to die; they want to preserve his corpse as a trophy, a taxidermied reminder of a kingdom's extinction. But they've made one fatal miscalculation. The body may be that of a scrawny prince, but the mind belongs to a master who has crawled back from death itself. Armed with memories of two lifetimes and an unbreakable will to live on his own terms, he'll transform from prey to predator. Because this time, he won't just survive the game of power and betrayal. He'll rewrite the rules entirely. In a world that sees him as nothing more than entertainment, how far will a dead man walking go to reclaim his throne?

Duke is forced by tradition to adventure out to the depths of the Underworld and make it out alive. Adapting to his newly found magical powers and making friends on the way, will he survive and make it make to Elizabeth? or will he stay in the caves to grow stronger

Vierva was in the slave trade market broken and battered until one day a rich man name Dante decided to buy her. Originally he had planned to use her for her pretty face but as time went on he found himself unable to refuse her anything and relying deeply on her. He needed her. She had him wrapped around her pretty little fingers and he knew, he would do anything for her. He knew she was using him, and that he probably deserved it, that slave girl he saved, he realized she wasn't the innocent person he thought he could use, she was strong, and powerful, and took what she want, and now she was going to use him.

Many years ago most of earth's population got infected with a mysterious infection, the "curse of the hollowed". All these poor souls developed superhuman abilities but completely lost their mind and started aimlessly destroying everything around them. To protect themselves, humans built walls around their towns and hunters, as well as royal knights were hired to get rid of the danger. But just as people started gaining hope that the pandemic will be over soon, the "divine light cult" was formed with members that believed the curse was a divine punishment and humans aren't allowed to intervene, so the members started to kill those who tried to defeat the victims of the curse. After years of struggling and many, many deaths the kingdom finally managed to get rid of most infected ones and the new cases started getting less and less, only happending occasionally. Suddenly, after more than a decade of peace strange events start to occur again. How will humanity hold up against a possible second wave of the "curse"?

Link has been captured and taken to a succubus academy as a slave. Ghost succubus, fox succubus, slime succubus, mermaid succubus, ninja succubus... Can he resist the temptations and withstand the trials?

Michael’s world is turned upside down when his father brings him to a mysterious bunker located beneath one of his family's establishments. His heart was racing, his hands were shaking, and his eyes were wide. The only thought ruling over his mind, the only question that flooded his mind, was 'WHAT IS THIS PLACE?' He asked himself repeatedly. Each time he and his father walked ever deeper into the bunker, Michael would feel an insatiable urge to question his beloved father on why he had decided that they should explore this daunting bunker. But how could he satisfy this urge to this man, this man he loved yet equally feared, this man whose anger burned like a blazing furnace? Quietly Michael walked behind his father. Finally, they reached a massive doorway. Further inside was a massive hall estimated to host at least 300 people. When he, Michael, the young lad, gazed around the hall, and when his face turned to the left side, shockingly, he saw an empty seat, which looked like a throne. "Father, what is this?" Michael questioned, "And why does that seat look like a throne?" That's because it is,He his father answered. Michael answered with another question, "Whose?" He asked, and his father went towards the throne and replied, "Mine," as he sat. Michael could not describe the emotions racing within him at that moment, but just when he thought he couldn't be more terrified, Venite, servi me! His father shouted at least 3 times. After shouting, the hall was flooded with men wearing black combative gear clothing and covered with black masks. They all came and stood in a formation as if they were trained soldiers; after they had all lined up, they themselves began shouting, Rex Lupus! Dominus Lupus! They shouted these words, words that Michael could not understand, about five times. Michael's father then responded also in a tongue he could not understand, remaining in absolute terror. Michael stood quaking after his father was done speaking to the men. All the men turned their faces from his father to him, and they shouted aloud, Iuvenis Lupus! Iuvenis Lupus. His father stood from his chair. Let's go, my son, he said to Michael. 'Who are you?' The young lad asked himself, completely and utterly stunned.

Born into slavery, No.441 never had a name, a choice, or a future. Life meant pain, labor, and silence. He never expected to survive. He definitely didn’t expect to escape. But after fleeing the mines where he was raised as property, something strange awakens inside him — a sentient system. It offers him cultivation, power, and guidance... but only if he’s willing to fight for it. Now, alone in a world of cultivators, beasts, and ancient powers, No.441 must learn to grow stronger from nothing. With no talent, no techniques, and no name, he begins a long, desperate climb toward freedom and strength. There’s just one problem: The vow tied to his new power isn’t just about survival… It’s about revenge.

At just sixteen, Xiao Yu thought her life couldn't get any worse—until she was sold like cattle to Long Shan, the cold-blooded Chinese mafia king whose name alone makes grown men tremble. But Long Shan doesn’t want a lover. He wants obedience. Silence. Control. To him, Xiao Yu is just another pawn—something pretty to keep, punish, and bend to his will. But Xiao Yu isn't the quiet, scared girl he expected. She’s fierce, reckless, and maddeningly defiant. He gives her orders. She gives him attitude. He builds walls. She tears them down with one stare. As the nights grow hotter and the games between them more dangerous, Long Shan finds himself craving the one thing he swore he’d never need again—love. And Xiao Yu, trapped in his world of blood and secrets, must decide: is she just his little slave, or the only woman who can bring the king of the underworld to his knees? Sold to the mafia. Owned by the devil. Desired by a man who doesn’t know how to love. Let the war between pride and passion begin.

A Taekook Fanfic. ⚠️ Werewolf fantasy⚠️ ⚠️Reincarnation⚠️ Top Taehyung Bottom Jungkook The Alpha of a Werewolf pack is cursed. A curse that can only be broken by a sacrifice. A sacrifice that can only be made by the Alpha himself. What is the curse? What could be the sacrifice? Will Alpha be successful getting himself free from this curse? Join me in this journey to know further in the story. Let's go to the universe of the Werewolves. The images used in the bookcover are taken from the internet. I don't own these. I'm a rookie writer. English is not my first language. Pardon me for any kind of unintended mistakes.

Lucinda always dreamt of a fairy tale life, getting married and having children but her life tock a complete toil when her father walked out on her mother and brother when she was just ten, leaving her brother and herself to grow up in a single-parent household, in a small town with few job opportunities, and poor medical facilities, Lucinda was forced to give up her childhood at the age of thirteen and worked as a maid to assist her mother with the bills, after her brother Lucas was in a deadly accident at the age of 16 which left him bedridden for as long as Lucinda can remember and she owed it to him, by making sure she saved enough money and for his life-saving surgery. Little did Lucinda know what life has instore.

A Slave

they called her an outcast. A disgrace, the daughter of the man who killed The Luna. Tara has spent her life as the pack’s punching bag, abused, hated, and spat on for the crime her father was accused of. a crime that led to both her parent’s death. She was orphaned, branded a villain,and raised in the shadows of a pack that never wanted her. But fate doesn’t care about the past. It binds her to Landon, the Alpha’s son and the golden heir of the pack. She was ready to submit to the matebond …..until he rejected her in the silence of the night after mating. Heartbroken, Tara vanishes —only to be betrayed by her best friend and fall into the hands of rogues. Captive, sick, and betrayed, Tara fights to survive. But a buried secret begins to stir : her body is changing; meanwhile, Landon is forced into a political union with Tara's best friend — now a perfect Luna on the outside, but hiding dangerous secrets. As Tara escapes into forbidden territory, hunted and alone, the truth begins to come to light. A rogue she once saved may be her only chance at survival.

The book's status should really be 'on hold,' but it won't let me change it. For now, the continuation of the book is in progress. Thank you all so much for supporting the book! If you'd like, feel free to check out my other book. ****** The story about a family's struggle to ensure that, above all else, their youngest escapes from the mines where he was born into slavery. Follow Alistar as he struggles through terror and tragedy, embarking on a road to discover himself and his heritage.

This the story of Vorna Ularran, Form being a slave to the ruler of her own country.

"Who are you?" Keal asked. "You already know," the man replied. "You've seen the signs. The book opened to your truth. You belong to me." "That's not true. I don't belong to anyone." The man tilted his head, like he was amused. "You're stronger than you look. But strength won't change fate." Keal looked down at the shadows still gripping his legs. "What do you want with me?" he asked. "You'll find out soon," the man said. He turned to Lilith. "Take him to the gate room. Prepare him." Lilith nodded and stepped forward. Keal tried to step back. "Wait! What are you going to do to me?" The man turned, walking back into the shadows. "You'll thank me later."

A girl gets killed. but then wakes up in another world as The Royal Sex Slave. And then.... [WARNING!] [CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT] [WARNING!!!] [CONTAINS TABOO THEMES]

When everyone thinks you're the last Luna, you have two options: become a trophy or decide the rules of the game yourself. Lisa just wanted to work, study, and not answer strange messages at three in the morning. But now five men appear on her doorstep one after the other, each of whom could be the head of his own pack - if not for one "but". - So who will you choose, Lisa? This is an adult hunt, adult stakes - and one girl who, for the first time in her life, chooses not between "who to be", but with whom - to be herself. Five alphas, one Luna, and a city in which you have only one right - to be your pack.

Arne a single child born in a poor household that can't even feed themselves. The more he grew up the more torture he had to go through what the tough life used to bring him.. Living for his sole dream, that he doubted he ever will acheive.... WILL HE?

Standalone stories exploring bondage sex, dominance and submission, captivating power dynamics, threesome, multifuck and rape. Indulge in your wildest dreams, brought to life on every page :)

The sky burned red. The underworld was at war. Demons screamed as enemy forces crashed through their cities. Black towers crumbled, and rivers of fire spilled onto the streets. The air smelled of blood and smoke. The Demon King stood on a high mountain, watching his kingdom fall. His eyes glowed like molten gold, but even he knew the truth. They were losing. The invaders had come with powerful magic—magic strong enough to wipe out his people. He clenched his fists. If they took the underworld, it would be over. He had to act fast. With a wave of his hand, a massive gate rose from the ground, covered in ancient symbols. This was his last chance. He spoke words of dark power, and the gate began to close. A massive force pushed against it from the other side, but the king held firm. The underworld would be sealed. But a key was needed. A key that could never be found. His mind raced. The key had to be hidden somewhere no one would look—not in a weapon, not in a demon, but inside a human. A weak, ordinary human.

A novel circling around a character that's betrayed by the society, trying to commit suicide but ended up in a fantasy like world in "his dream" in the process. His sole plan was to change the twisted world he's living in.