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Rave Mastee

My Accidental Harem

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED "Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture. So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer. I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day? Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild." #HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE
forgottenvoid · 54.4K Views

HIRE THE BEST CRYPTOCURRENCY EXPERT TEAM

I never thought my grandmother's book club would save my crypto fortune, but life is full of surprises. In the mayhem of moving into a new apartment, I mislaid my hardware wallet containing $400,000 in Bitcoin. I had packed it securely-at least, that's what I thought-but after unpacking every single box, it was nowhere to be found. First, I kept my cool. It had to be here somewhere, right? But when hours turned into days, my confidence crumbled. I tore through bags, checked jacket pockets; I even looked in the fridge in sheer desperation. Nothing. Next came panic: Had I thrown it out accidentally? Had the movers taken it? I couldn't get this vision out of my head that somehow my fortune had poofed into thin air. Frustrated and exhausted, I mentioned my predicament to my grandmother during a phone call. Instead of the usual "You should be more careful" speech, she surprised me. Oh, I've heard of a company that helps with that!" she said cheerfully. I almost dropped the phone. My grandma knew about crypto recovery? Turns out, her book club had a guest speaker, a retired cybersecurity expert who raved about Digital resolution services. She even remembered their website. At this point, I would have tried everything. I contacted them, and from the first conversation, I knew I was in good hands. Their staff was professional and patient, above all confident. They asked for detailed questions relating to my wallet, where I last saw it, and how it was backed up. Days later, they cracked the case. Using forensic data recovery and some advanced tracking techniques, they helped me regain access to my lost Bitcoin. It was a feeling of relief that cannot be described because I went from utter dejection to pure joy in a moment. More than a recovery service, Digital resolution services taught me something: never underestimate grandma's wisdom. Now, my hardware wallet is stored safely, with multiple backups, and I will never forget this lesson: when Nana talks, I will listen. Don't fall victim, reach out to Digital resolution services for any cryptocurrency related issues. Email: digitalresolutionservices  @   myself.com Website: digitalresolutionservices.com Be safe muriel halley
Muriel_Halley · 315 Views

THE SKILL TREE

[Note: This novel contains some sexual interaction scenes in upcoming chapters. Readers under 18 are advised to proceed with caution. A warning will be provided at the beginning of each chapter that includes such content.] Rave Arnet, just 18 years old, wakes up in a brutal world with nothing but his wits and a wild Skill Tree System. In this place, survival means hunting monsters, stealing their cores, and using them to grow stronger. He fights, levels up, and then fights again. A never-ending cycle, right? Wrong. Because Rave’s story isn’t about repeating the same thing over and over. No way. As the author, I promise his journey is way more than that. This system he’s got? It’s not just any ordinary skill tree. It’s universal, fantastical, and downright mind-blowing. He can create his own skills—anything he can imagine, he can make real, just like that. He can fuse skills together, upgrade them, or even share the knowledge with others. No need for years of training or practice. Every skill, every technique, every ounce of mastery just flows straight into his mind with a simple click—as long as he has the resources to do it. Sounds overpowered? Maybe. But don’t get too comfortable. This world doesn’t play fair. And yeah, there’s romance… Along his journey, Rave meets fierce and mysterious girls—warriors who fight like no one he’s ever seen before. Their beauty? Unreal. Not even angels could compare. But who—or what—are they? Humans? Maybe. Or… maybe they’re Elves… Demihumans… Catgirls. [Heh, don’t overthink it. Just wait and see.] But before you jump to conclusions, this isn’t some cliché harem story where the hero marries a bunch of girls just for the sake of it. No, Rave’s got bigger problems. He’s tangled up with more lovers than he could ever hope to handle. [Yeah, you get what I mean.]
Elementals07 · 8K Views

The Awakening Chronicles: Dragons Roar

In a world not too different from our own, humanity stirs from its slumber to the sound of the Awakening. Picture this: one sunny morning, everyone pours their coffee, only to discover that their favorite house pet has morphed into a fire-breathing dragon. Yep, it's that kind of day. This peculiar phenomenon brings mana—a whimsical, binding energy that makes the wildest dreams (and nightmares) come alive. Ordinary plants sprout fangs, while cats take to the skies as sleek griffins. It’s a magical pandemonium out there! Amidst this unexpected transformation, some creatures we've only seen in bedtime stories are crashing the party like they own the place. Dragons are zooming through the skies, and leviathans are throwing epic ocean raves, shaking the depths of the seas. But there's always a catch, right? Sadly, these creatures, now strutting their stuff, seem to think humans are more of a nuisance than a treat. Imagine trying to explain to a dragon that you’re not a threat; it might be a tough sell after your last encounter involved a singed eyebrow. Enter our unlikely hero, or rather, anti-hero: Kael Ravencrest. This chap was once a reclusive scholar, deeply engrossed in dusty tomes, probably muttering about the good old days when monsters were merely figments of imagination. But lo and behold! The Awakening kicks him into high gear, and he morphs from bookworm to badass. Armed with the nifty skill of summoning, Kael can call forth powerful creatures. Let’s be real, it’s like Pokémon on steroids. However, life isn’t just about flexing your new powers—Kael's backstory features a cocktail of personal losses and emotional baggage that would make even the toughest of toughies weep. He's seen his home charred to cinders by a rampaging hydra, a once-believed myth that now insists on hosting BBQs in the middle of civilization. The kicker? He’s haunted by dreams of a lost city and whispers of an ancient prophecy that may just hold the key to humanity finding its footing—if it doesn’t get stepped on by a troll first. As he grapples with the oncoming chaos, Kael teeters on the edge of despair and hope. Is there a way for humans and fantastical beings to share this enchanted playground, or are we all just destined to crumble under the wings of a dragon? Only time—and perhaps a couple of well-placed summoning spells—will tell. So, raise your coffee cups and prepare for a rollercoaster ride through ancient lore and contemporary calamity, because Kael is about to make history… or, you know, rewrite it with a flourish.
Mischiefboy · 974 Views

I Found a Bloodline System RV

Leonard, a 22-year-old office worker, felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. After a long, exhausting day filled with endless deadlines and demanding clients, he trudged home one evening, the stress of his life pressing down on him. As he walked, lost in thought, he didn’t see the manhole cover ahead. With a sudden, jarring slip, he tumbled into darkness. When he finally regained consciousness, Michael found himself in a strange new world. Confused, he looked around and realized he was in a completely different body. A surge of excitement coursed through him. As a lifelong manga enthusiast, he had always dreamed of being reborn as a powerful protagonist in a fantastical realm. But his hopes were quickly dashed as he took in his surroundings. This world was ruled by vampires and werewolves, powerful beings who held dominion over humanity, reducing them to mere slaves. Michael’s heart sank at the realization: he was now among the oppressed, and freedom seemed like a distant dream. Determined to change his fate, Michael resolved to earn enough money to buy his freedom from slavery. He found work in a dark, oppressive mine, toiling long hours alongside others who shared his plight. One day, while digging deep in the cold earth, he stumbled upon an ancient, glowing orb. Intrigued, he reached out to touch it, but as he did, a surge of energy coursed through him, draining almost half of his life force. But rather than succumb to despair, Michael discovered that the orb had unlocked a mysterious Bloodline system within him. This newfound power surged through his veins, awakening something deep inside. Fueled by determination, he vowed to harness this strength and become the strongest warrior, just like the protagonists in his beloved manga. With each passing day, Michael trained harder, learning to wield his abilities and navigate the treacherous world around him. He formed alliances with other slaves and began plotting a way to rise against their oppressors. As he ventured into the unknown, he encountered formidable foes and breathtaking landscapes, each challenge pushing him closer to his goal of freedom. Join Leonard on his incredible journey filled with wonder, danger, and the quest for liberation in a world where hope seems lost. Will he become the hero he always dreamed of being, or will he be consumed by the darkness that surrounds him?
Blank_Rave · 146.9K Views

Hello, Again

[TECHNICAL ERROR WITH CHAPTERS: REPEATING CONTENT CHAPTERS PLEASE BE PATIENT AS I TRY TO SOLVE THIS ERROR ^•^] A scandal, a reunion and an unfinished past. It's funny how fate ties it all together in the end. --------- Lee Taeho; CEO, Tycoon, Hearthrob and basically Midas of the modern business world of Seoul. He has it all, so it seems. Money, looks, and especially a pretty lady in tow. Yes, sadly he is engaged to be married. He has it all sorted out, he owns the biggest tech company in all of the Republic of Korea and he stands to inherit the second biggest company from his marriage to a chaebol princess. In short, his future was set. Until a leak of his highschool picture. Now the media is raving about the innocent boy who wrote poems of the back of his school yearbook for his highschool sweetheart. Taeho heads to the south of Korea, in order to find the said lady he wrote poems for and do some damage control for his reputation before the marriage tanks before it even begins. But one look at Bo Yejeong and he is back to being the once obsessed teenage boy he was. And she was not alone! -------- Taeho stared down at the specimen in front of him, tilting his head to the side as he observe the little thing crouching on the ground. He was standing at a careful distance as though the kid would leap up to attack him anytime soon. "Hey kid, don't eat dirt. It's not for humans." The kid looked up at him and without breaking their eye contact, she reached out and grab a handful of dust as much as she could in her small stubby hands. Taeho watched in disbelief as she stuffed everything into her mouth without ever taking her eyes off him. "Wha— Hey!" "Mommy says not to listen to strangers." "She's right but you should listen this once." Taeho unbuttoned his coat and crouched, inching closer to the kid. He didn't know what he was doing but he figured he might get her to spit the dirt out of her mouth somehow while trying not to throw up at the thought. "Ajhussi, go away or i will scream for policeman uncle to take you away." She warned without even looking up, she went drawing letters on the sand. Was a six year old supposed to act like this? "Ah, this brat." -------- Author's note: Hey! check this story out. i promise it won't disappoint ^^, oh and pls do leave powerstones as this is my entry to a WPC, hehe a bit shameless request here as i was the last entry for the competition. A bit late to the game! But i ensure that you will have fun with Taeho and his gang! They are a wild pack to be with!
miyobiya · 33.6K Views

CREOLE FOR THE SOUL

Creole For The Soul My father became sick with an autoimmune condition last April, 2020 in the first wave of the pandemic hitting our Black community in the MidWest. As the ambulance drivers took him away, little did I know that would be the last time I would see him as his Caregiver/daughter for over a month. Later that afternoon in calling the hospital I found I was refused visitation. Everyone was refused visitation due to raging Covid-19 hospitalizations in our community. I was stunned. Me, a retired medical social worker has always been at my father's side for the last 15 years. Image-2.jpg As time went on, I didn't hear from a doctor for 12 days, nurse contact was sporadic. I heard from a nurse that my father had contracted Covid-19 at the hospital 3 days after he went in. I badgered, cajoled the hospital social worker to see him to no avail. My father was too weak to handle a phone, but I did have 1 conversation after 15 days. He was despondent worried about me and why I wasn't there. I had to tell him about the hospital's no visitation policy. No one had told him! He was relieved I was okay. All I could do was cry. Dad got placed in a nursing home briefly that had a Covid-19 unit to help with patients who were too weak to go home. (No visitation of course). Then back to the hospital again to go into hospice. I got a call after a week in hospice that they were planning to move my father back to the nursing home because he hadn't died. The nurse persuaded me to come in as visitation was available because the unit had extra PPE's for family to wear. My boyfriend and I grabbed the chance. We spent 1 1/2 hour with Dad, talking, saying prayers. My father upon hearing my boyfriend's voice, in a slightly morphine drugged stupor looked at me then him, and spoke for the first time in 2 weeks. It was garbled, but it seemed important to him. After about a minute, my father relaxed and slept. He died the next day. The city lost his body for 3 torturous weeks later. I thought I would lose my mind. Thankfully my boyfriend and friends kept me from being a stark raving lunatic then. Once I got his body identified and cremated (funeral homes were Leary if Covid 19 victims and way overcrowded then) I relaxed. The owner of the city facility noticed my French last name - being Creole. He was from Louisiana and missed good gumbo recipes. I offered to text him a couple of family recipes. Delighted, he put 3 people to work to find Dad's body. It worked! I think my father, a master gumbo maker, who have chuckled over the Where's Waldo search for his body - and that gumbo recipes got him found! I miss his dry, sardonic humor and smile. The guilt over not bring able to visit him during his hospitalization haunts me a year later. My art got me through all of this - drawing everyday my feelings of loss that I could not express to my father. Author and writer name :- priyanshu Chicago Priyanshu
Chotu_Sagar · 1.9K Views

Marie Can't Stop Flirting With The Boys!!

[TAGLISH] [UPDATES: MON-WED-FRI] DISCLAIMER: K-12 was not yet implemented when this story was written. Marie is an ordinary 3rd year high student who's looking forward to her JS Prom next year. She's into designing, so she has decided to design her own gown for the prom. Five boys will change her outlook in life: the best friend, the class president, the delinquent, the musician, and the sports guy. Apart from her studies, friends, and family, how will she handle all these boy-related problems this school year? -- THE BEST FRIEND “Nasprain mo ba yang ankle mo?” Asher frowned at kinuha kaagad yung chips at cola sa akin tapos inassist ako papunta sa couch. Para naman sobrang nabalian ako ng paa nito ah. I pouted my lips as I sat down, “Di ko naman kelangan ng special treatment—“ “Special ka kaya sa akin,” he sat on my left at kinuha yung nasprain kong paa. THE CLASS PRESIDENT Rave raised his hand, “As the president of this class, I will vote Marie Marshall for the position.” I rolled my eyes at him. Ano na naman ba ‘to Rave? “Since you owe me something, maybe being the vice president would suffice,” he added. “I know you’re the president of the Arts Club but if you still need some help, I’m always here to guide you.” THE DELINQUENT Nathan placed his thumb on my lips and rubbed it. He cupped my chin and tilted my head to the side. “Nandito pa rin.” “Ang alin?” inalis ko yung kamay niya. “Yung mark na ginawa ko para sa iyo,” he looked me into my eye. “Ma...mark?” Yung hi..hickey ba yun na ginawa niya nung acquaintance party? “Oo,” he looked down to my lips, my neck, and my blouse. “Para malaman nung iba na may nag-mamay ari na sa iyo.” THE MUSICIAN “Sorry sa nangyari kanina kung bigla na lang kita hinila palabas,” Morgan released my hand. “Baka kasi pagkaguluhan tayo, mahirap na.” “Ah okay lang,” I answered. “Unless...gusto mong pagkaguluhan tayo at maging sikat ka na rin,” he was looking at me. Tumingin ako sa kanya, at parang nagtatanong ang mga mata ko kung bakit. “Syempre, may kasama akong babae. They’ll think we’re dating or...you’re my girlfriend.” THE SPORTS GUY I glared at Flynn, “Kung ayaw mo mag-aral sabihin mo kaagad para hindi nasasayang ang oras kong magturo sa katulad mong tamad.” “Tangina, harsh,” he chuckled and covered his mouth. “Ang ganda mo pag nagagalit ka, ate.” Medyo nag-blush ako dun. Maganda pag nagagalit? Weird. “Alam ko nang maganda ako dati pa.” He grinned widely, “Mas gumaganda ka pag nagagalit ka. Okay na?” -- [BOOK COVER: Credits to the owner of the photo. Edited using Canva] AUTHORS (radbffs/besties): iridescentdream (Amega Furoto) AinaWang (Caring for Mr. Mutant)
radbffs · 33.5K Views

The Fantastical Greek Odyssey of Dionysus

In the distant land of ancient Greece, while Zeus was busy flirting with every goddess in sight and Poseidon was throwing wild underwater raves, our time-traveler Linley somehow ended up being mistaken for the apostle of Dionysus. This wasn’t just any journey, but a divine misadventure—uh, I mean, a godly quest! Think being a god is all glory and no grind? Think again! Linley, spends his days brewing wine, teaching others to brew wine, and dodging Roman soldiers who think he’s their personal bartender. But fear not! Our hero’s got a magic flask. One swig of his potent brew, and enemies are instantly transformed into drunken kittens. Even the fiercest gladiator will be serenading you with "I Will Survive." In this world where myths and reality tango, Linley’s got his hands full not just battling the Holiness-worshipping “Saints” but also moonlighting in slave liberation and building a revolutionary base. Sometimes, he even finds time to philosophize with the centaur Chiron or discuss underwater beauty secrets with mermaid princess Pandora—though these chats usually end with Linley drenched. But wait, there’s more! Linley’s life is a carnival of chaos. He’s constantly facing off against fantastical creatures, like nagging Hecatoncheires and trigger-happy Harpies, while also bracing for surprise missions from his tricky system. “Teach a hundred goats to waltz in ten minutes or face divine punishment!” Seriously, system? You can’t be serious! Yet, amid these hilarious escapades, Linley evolves from a rookie time-traveler into the revered God of Wine. With brains and bravery, he leads his loyal followers and pens an epic tale on the enchanting land of ancient Greece.
00Stars00 · 58.4K Views
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