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Madam Is Making Waves Again

Making a harem after transmigrating

Wait right there!!! You stopped?! Good. Now, read below. I know what you guys are here for, so let me make it clear from the beginning, this novel has everything you want to see, like... Milfs, Virgins, Netori, No Yuri, Act of keeping the bloodline pure, Oyakodon, Succubus, Vampires, Elves, Queens in the harem, Princesses, Gilfs, Demonesses, Angels, Goddesses, Dragons, Phoenixes, Dryads, long seggs scenes, Dual cultivation, Cultivation, System, Yandere, Overpowered MC, and many more. This was something for the more cultured people, but besides these, this novel also has... wanna guess what is it? Hmm...?! Yep, you got it! A good story, that won't make you feel bored, if you don't quit in the beginning that is. It has many plot twists and many new concepts that you won't see in any other novel. I won't tell you anything about the story. You will know a basic idea from Chapter 1 (that's a bit generic though). But you will love it, I assure you of that. Now, as for the release of the chapters. I will upload 2 chapters with 1k+ words daily, sometimes it might be 1 with 1500 words, but that will only happen if I am too busy. Now, let's talk about support, I recently got contracted so, I am obviously participating in win-win, so I would really appreciate it if you guys purchase my privilege chapters. Gifts are very much appreciated as well, not only them but golden tickets, power stones, and collections are very much appreciated, but more than these I would really like if you guys comment, it will motivate me even further. Now, let's talk about bonuses, this might be a little hard as I am busy with my job, but you will get them when I have time and when I receive super gifts or more than 300 Golden tickets. So, do support me and if you can, please check out my other novel as well, I am soon gonna continue it again.
Worthless_Wanderer · 2.2M Views

The Making of the Vampire Queen

"Alliyah and Areej against the world remember? You will always be my big sister whatever happens ..." ~ Areej. "I will conquer the world, if that's what it takes to keep my loved ones by my side." ~ Alliyah. "Love is the most difficult promise to give, the most dangerous addiction to have, and the most satisfying pleasure." ~ Sharmaine. "No matter who you are, what you are... You will always be the one for me." ~ Isaiah. "Seize your destiny. This world will not wait for you. Take it by your own hands!" ~King Avalon. "Life is like a wheel, sometimes you are up and sometimes you are down. Just persevere and it will not always be as tough as it is." ~ Joe the hunter. =*=*=*=*=* In a world where chaos thrives, King Avalon - the king of vampires, led his kingdom to domination and turned it into the most powerful territory. As he declared war with humans, he vowed to keep his reign forever. Turning vampires as the most feared creatures in the world. Amidst the war and killings, a young woman lived in a peaceful island. Away from the politics and struggle for power of the kingdoms. A young woman named Alliyah was filled with dreams and hope for a better future for the people of Caragua Island. An orphan who has never left the Caragua island in 21 years of her life. Until one night, a group of vampires wreaked havoc in Caragua island in which death and chaos ensued. Alliyah was supposed to be dead but now she became a vampire. She wakes up no longer a human but a vampire. A new life and fate awaits the red velvet-haired Alliyah. Her adventure and rise to power begins... What will happen to her? How will she survive, now that she is a vampire? Will she venture the dark path of vengeance? --- Author's Note: [WARNING: Some chapters of this book may contain mature R-18 content.] Everything written in this story is just a fig of my imagination and has no reflection on real life. PLEASE Vote this book with power stones for motivation, PLEASE Send Gifts if you enjoyed reading. PLEASE! I need your support. If we achieve the following: (In weekly basis) 800 powerstones = 2 daily updates 1,600 powerstones = 3 daily updates ~I don't own the picture. I just took it from the internet~ =============== *** Release of chapters will be on first week of the month *** > 20:00 +8 GMT Donate for more motivation through the link below. paypal.me/madskie00017 Discord: madskie00017#8773 Instagram: @alphaprincenovel THANK YOU SO MUCH for the support !! ===============
madskie00017 · 611.3K Views

Make India Great Again(Dropped)

In the aftermath of Lal Bahadur Shastri’s untimely death, India stands at a crossroads. The nation, recovering from war and economic turmoil, is torn between emerging political factions, bureaucratic stagnation, and foreign influence. Amidst this uncertainty, a man awakens in an unfamiliar body—the adopted grandson of the late prime minister—with memories of another life intact. At first, he remains an outsider, watching as power struggles within the government and resistance from entrenched elites threaten to push India into deeper instability. But as corruption tightens its grip on the system and opportunities for progress slip away, he realizes that silence is no longer an option. With a mind sharpened by modern knowledge and a heart devoted to the country’s future, he steps into the political arena—not as a ruler, but as a reformer. Balancing ambition with integrity, he builds alliances, navigates treacherous power plays, and works to reshape India’s industries, governance, and global standing. Yet, every step forward comes at a cost, forcing him to walk a fine line between diplomacy and strategy, loyalty and necessity. In a world where power is fleeting and idealism alone is not enough, can he lead India toward prosperity without compromising his principles? Or will the weight of history force him to make impossible choices? Warning: This is a work of fiction and does not depict real events, individuals, or political entities. Any similarities to actual people, organizations, or historical events are purely coincidental. The story explores various aspects of politics, including both criticism and praise of different ideologies and governance styles. The author does not endorse or oppose any political party. The intent is to provide a compelling narrative, not to reflect real-world political opinions.
Aryan_Agarwal_8114 · 31.2K Views

The Whispers of Waves and Fire

The night should have been steeped in darkness, but instead, the heavens blazed. A second sun rose over the Kingdom of Eldoria, bathing the land in ethereal gold. Flowers bloomed in an instant, their petals unfurling as if reaching for an unseen deity. The animals of the Whispering Woods stirred, their cries rising in eerie harmony. It was a sign. A rare omen. A child of the elements had been born. But not one child—two. Inside the Dravenhart estate, hidden deep within the forest, screams shattered the unnatural stillness. Lady Althea Dravenhart clung to the sweat-drenched sheets, her body wracked with the agony of bringing life into the world. The midwife gasped as the first child was placed in her arms. A strong boy, his tiny hand clenched into a fist. And there it was—the mark of the elements, inked onto his shoulder like a birthright. An earth elemental. Lord Cassius Dravenhart, Commander of Eldoria’s armies, allowed himself a breath of relief. His son would live. His son would be accepted. But then came the second cry, softer, yet undeniable. Another babe, smaller, delicate. The midwife hesitated as she turned the child over, her breath hitching as her eyes landed on the impossible. The mark. The same symbol of power, only this time, glowing like liquid silver against baby-soft skin. A girl. Terror seized Cassius’s chest. His hands, calloused from years of war, clenched into fists. Female elementals were forbidden—killed on sight. It was a decree, a law upheld for centuries. He should take his sword, end it before anyone found out. But the moment his gaze fell upon the child’s face, his heart twisted violently. Those eyes, still barely open, were his wife’s. The softness of her cheeks, the delicate fingers—she was his blood, his daughter. The midwife’s lips parted, horror dawning in her gaze. “It cannot be—” Steel sliced through the air. Blood splattered the wooden floors as the midwife’s body crumpled. Cassius stood over her, sword still gripped in his shaking hand. The only sound in the room was Althea’s sobs, muffled against the newborn cradled to her chest. His daughter. A forbidden child. Cassius turned, his voice rough with command. “We tell no one. She died at birth.” Althea’s watery gaze met his. “And when they come looking?” “They won’t.” With blood staining his hands, Cassius lifted the child and held her close. He would not let the world take her. Not the kingdom. Not the king. Not the laws written by men who knew nothing of what it meant to love a child beyond all reason. Selene Dravenhart was born in secret, beneath a second sun. And no one—no one—would ever know. But fate is a cruel mistress. And secrets have a way of unraveling.
PhieCastro · 1K Views

Firstborn again

Cain, humanity’s first murderer, carries the weight of a millennia-old sin. Cursed by God to wander the Earth eternally, he witnessed empire after empire crumble under the same vices that stained his hands: envy, greed, humanity’s inescapable violence. His punishment was not just exile, but the lucidity to watch history repeat itself—until a shadowed entity offered him an escape. A pact that tore through the veils between worlds, hurling his soul into **Ethos**, a realm even the gods have abandoned. Reborn as **Prometheus**, firstborn son of the distrustful Baron Alaric of House Mirewood, Cain faces a paradoxical fate: a youthful body, but a soul corroded by centuries of guilt. In Ethos, magic is a wild and corrupted force, wars between noble houses are waged with blood and betrayal, and ancient creatures—remnants of a forgotten past—rise from the forests to devour the unwary. Worse than any monster, however, is the Baron’s gaze, which sees something unnervingly alien in his "son": a youth with the bearing of a veteran of a thousand battles and eyes that have witnessed the world’s end. As Cain struggles to hide his true identity while wielding his ancient cunning to survive, dark secrets emerge. The entity that brought him to Ethos acts not out of benevolence—every step Prometheus takes in this new world feeds a cosmic design, where his very soul may be the key to unleashing chaos worse than his fratricide. Amid fragile alliances with ambitious sorcerers, battles against beasts that defy reason, and the ghost of Abel haunting his dreams, Cain must confront the question that has tormented him since the Garden of Eden: Can the damned find redemption in a world already born rotten? But Ethos is no refuge. It is a mirror. In its corrupt courts, he sees the greed that once consumed him; in its senseless wars, the echo of his own crime. And when the shadowed entity finally reveals its true face, Cain realizes his escape may have only been the beginning of a deeper condemnation—one where he is not just the prisoner, but the jailer himself. Now, torn between the thirst for redemption and the instinct to survive, Prometheus must decide whether Ethos will be the stage for his rebirth… or the final grave of all hope. For even in a new world, the sins whisper his name—and they have not forgotten.
Lucas_Senna_0137 · 1K Views

Making fire

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….
Jade_4527 · 13.6K Views
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