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Bile Jewels

Cursed Gate

[Sexual Content, Graphic Violence & Lemons Warning] Warning: Dark Fantasy, Dark Comedy, Ecchi Humor, Gore, Horror, Dark Romance On the world of Yara, gods once walked among mortals—shaping mountains, summoning dragons, and weaving magic into every breath of life. Temples soared skyward, labyrinthine dungeons guarded unfathomable treasures, and glimmering phoenixes lit the night. Yet when humanity’s thirst for greater power erupted into rebellion, the divine age ended in cataclysm. The heavens fell silent, and in the void left behind, a new terror arose. From the depths of darkness the Demon Queen ascended, trailing storms of carnivorous fiends and crimson flames that decimated kingdoms. Centuries of reign honed her strength, her silver hair and scarlet-red eyes becoming legend’s darkest promise. None could stand against her might—until a hero, driven by ambition as fierce as the queen’s own, banished her into a legendary blade. Peace returned, kingdoms flourished, and secret gates to the old gods—veins of power and peril—lay waiting to be reopened. Kouki, a sharp-witted wanderer with a mysterious curse etched into his flesh, ventures into one such newly revealed dungeon. Walls hum with ancient spells, traps whisper for blood, and every step risks twisting fate itself. When he stumbles upon a stranded cat-eared girl, her frightened plea echoes in the shadowed corridors. Desperate to survive, she fumbles a spell—but Kouki’s poison-laced magic fells the half-beast assailant in a heartbeat. In her wide, jewel-bright eyes he discovers both fear and fascination, and an unexpected bond sparks between them. Together they emerge into a world bristling with hidden gates, looming gods, and echoes of divine wrath. She offers healing light to lift his curse; he brings cunning and power that could reshape their fate. As whispers of prophecy and stir new alliances form, their fates entwine in a race against time—through monster-haunted dungeons, court intrigues, and the ever-present question: who will claim the last spark of godly magic before darkness returns?
Nolan_Cole · 3.5K Views

The Drunken Prince's Harem Only Accepts Saints and Queens

“Brother, you are a disgrace to our empire!” the Emperor roared, his voice echoing in the throne room. “You drown yourself in wine while your niece, the brightest jewel of the empire, is being courted by geniuses and kings!” Leaning lazily against a pillar, Wei Feng took a long swig from his wine jug and let out a discreet burp. “Mmm... And what’s the problem?” he replied, his voice slurred. “Those ‘geniuses’ are just noisy peacocks. And as for the jewel of the empire... she already has an owner.” Wei Feng, the Drunken Prince, the Royal Failure who renounced the throne. Everyone in the empire sees him as a useless parasite. What they don’t know is that, in the shadows, this decadent prince is building a collection of the most powerful, beautiful, and dangerous women the world has ever known. And the first piece in his collection, the most precious and forbidden, is the Crown Princess herself. “The heavens could strike me down with a thousand bolts of lightning, and the ancestors could curse my name for ten thousand years...” he whispered to her one night, his warm breath against her earlobe as her body trembled under his touch. He paused, a smile that could almost be felt in the darkness. “...and still, every second of this sin with you would be worth it. Let them call me a demon. What kind of demon wouldn’t enjoy corrupting an angel?” [Author's Note] Welcome! Prepare for a story where the empire's most underestimated protagonist proves that true power doesn't lie on a throne. What you'll find: An elite Harem. Explicit Content (R-18). A central taboo relationship (incest). (Warning: Reader discretion is advised). Zero-Tolerance Policy: NO NTR! There is no sharing here. The Harem Promise: Each heroine is a fully developed character with her own ambitions and power. They are not mere trophies. The title says it all: only Saints and Queens are accepted. If you're ready to see how a "failure" brings the world to its knees, not through war, but through conquest and seduction, then this is the novel for you.
HaremLover001 · 49.2K Views

The Dead Luna

Aurora Stone: My family gave me their love, trust, undivided attention— everything. And when I needed them the most they snatched it all away. They left me with nothing but hollow silence. My best friend betrayed me. Hurt me. My mate rejected me. To them, I was nothing but a precious jewel— something that could make them rich and raise their status in society. But once I lost my honor, I was worthless in their eyes … just an object that belonged in the trash. After scarring my soul, they sold me to monsters who tortured me and scarred my face. With nothing left to lose, I planned the impossible: An escape from the Lycan palace. So? I killed myself and became a dead Luna. After my escape, I was planning to live in a human town and rebuild myself. No one would chase a dead Luna ever. Right? Nah! I guess I was wrong. Fate had other plans. It led me back to Sebastian King, the ruler of Velmora Kingdom. Last time, he did let me walk away. This time, he is not letting me out of his sight. But he needs to understand. I’m already dead. And dead people never come back. Now I’m Phoenix. A warrior who rose from the ashes. I don’t have a mate and I don’t belong to anyone. Sebastian King: I thought I lost her forever, but here she is, standing before me in full armor, staring boldly into my eyes. My kitten has grown into a firestorm. Now that I have found her, I won’t let her go. It’s time she remembers— she’s my mate and no one gets to claim her.
JessicaKaye911 · 17.8K Views

Apocalypse: Transmigrated with an Overlord System

Liora had everything, silk gowns softer than clouds, and eleven royal brothers who treated her like a jewel. Her days were filled with naps and banquets, her biggest worry being whether sapphire blue matched better with her crown than royal gold. But fate had a cruel sense of humor. One night, she fell asleep in her warm bed with wine in her hand. The next, she woke up in a nightmare. A world ravaged by zombies. Smoke and ash filled the air. The ground was stained with blood. Her palace? Gone. Her servants? Gone. Her status? Worthless. The only thing that remained? Her will to survive. With no training, no supplies, and no clue how to swing a weapon, she was thrown straight into the depths of hell, until a cold mechanical voice echoed in her mind. [Welcome, Host. You have activated the Overlord System.] It sounded powerful, promising... until she learned the truth. She had no abilities, no resources, and a system that cared more about giving her impossible missions and drowning her in cosmic debt than helping her stay alive. While others awakened fire or telekinesis, she was stuck dodging Level 2 zombies with nothing but her fists and pure desperation. Every fight was a gamble. Every step forward cost blood, sweat, or worse—sanity. Yet she rose. She built her own base from scratch. Controlled supplies. Built a black market network in the ruins. People started to follow her, fear her, and even rely on her. And then he showed up. The aloof, deadly awakened one who never cared for others—until her. With piercing eyes and unmatched power, he could destroy armies. But when he tried to get close, to protect her, to understand her, Liora was too busy reinforcing her walls and negotiating food rations to entertain his brooding charm. He said he wanted to fight beside her. She said, "Unless you're here to dig trenches or clear zombies, move aside." He brought her rare supplies—medicine, clean water, even a working generator. She didn’t blink. "Bribing me with electricity? Cute. Now get in line with the others if you want shelter." Because in this world, there was no room for love when survival was still uncertain. But love, like the undead, is persistent. Trigger Warning: Violence, Gore, System Abuse, Psychological Trauma, Romantic Tension.
Violet_Melody99 · 225.1K Views

Burning Beneath His Touch

MATURE CONTENT WARNING!!: These people be getting freaky in the sheets! "You think I haven’t noticed your eyes on me?" Kai En's voice was dangerously low, his lips curled into a cruel smile. "The way they linger— you can’t decide whether to kill me or kiss me. Am I right, little alpha?" ... For as long as Jun could remember, vengeance had been his only purpose. The last survivor of a disgraced family, he vowed to tear down the empire that destroyed his life, starting with its most prized jewel—Prince Feng Kai En.  Now, under the guise of Xiao Liu, a lowly servant in the prince’s retinue, he plans his revenge. But nothing could have prepared him for what awaited within the palace walls. Neither Xiao Liu’s sharp blades nor detailed plans were good enough to fall the man behind the title. Every failed assassination attempt and heated exchange left him more entangled with the man he was meant to destroy. Kai En—ruthless, untouchable, and powerful. An alpha in the eyes of all. Xiao Liu uncovered the prince’s greatest secret—beneath the façade lay something far more dangerous and vulnerable. Something Xiao Liu intended to exploit. Duty had always been Kai En’s burden. Yet Xiao Liu’s presence stirred emotions long buried—desires with no place in his world. Every attempt on his life only deepened the prince’s fascination, pulling him into the chaos Xiao Liu brought. As war looms and enemies close in, their dangerous dance intensifies. Desire grows where hate once ruled, pulling them into a storm of violence, lust, and something deeper. “You’ll never belong to anyone else,” Xiao Liu snarled, his lips finding Kai En’s neck again, biting down hard. “Not her. Not anyone. You belong to me.” Xiao Liu knows Kai En is the key to his revenge, but the more their lives tangle, the harder it becomes to tell if it’s vengeance he craves… or the prince himself. And Kai En must face the ultimate test that could break his kingdom and heart. Can Xiao Liu destroy the man he’s come to obsess over, or will he fall first?
QuillMistress · 24.3K Views

Throne Beyond Realms

In a fractured multiverse where ancient bloodlines rule hidden empires of impossible wealth, one young man’s fate is about to ignite a war that spans worlds. Eryndor Kael, a sharp-witted survivor from a ruined city, stumbles upon an artifact of unspeakable power the Astra Mourn, a sentient crystal that bonds with his very soul. Its whispers promise realms beyond imagining and riches that could buy gods, but also shatter the balance of the known universes. Hunted by cloaked assassins of secret dynasties and watched by councils whose coffers overflow with gold stolen from entire planets, Eryndor finds his only refuge in the arms of Seris Amara, a fierce princess of a hidden royal lineage who might hold both the key to his salvation and the dagger to his heart. Together, they are drawn into a labyrinth of floating cities made of sapphire, deserts where spirits trade futures for breath, and courts where jeweled masks hide conspiracies older than time. With every realm Eryndor conquers, new mysteries unfurl and new enemies rise to tear him and Seris apart. Yet destiny is not merely to sit upon a throne of emerald and shadow. A darker truth beckons: The Astra Mourn did not choose him to rule it chose him to remake the very fabric of creation. Will love endure when kingdoms crumble and reality itself begins to break? Or will Eryndor’s thirst for answers and the power to protect those he loves unleash a cataclysm that no realm can survive?
opeyemi_muheez · 3.8K Views

Sadece Biz Kaldık

Yıl 2070. Teknoloji insanı geçmedi. Onu sindirdi. İnsanlar kolaylık uğruna zekâlarını teslim etti. Sonra iradelerini. Sonra kendilerini. Kontrol, sessizce ellerinden kaydı. Artık kim yaşayacak, kim yok olacak… bunu insanlar seçmiyor. Sistem karar veriyor. Algoritmaların yargıladığı, yüz tanıma kameralarının infaz listeleri hazırladığı bir çağ başladı. İlk başta kimse fark etmedi. Her şey bir güncellemeyle başladı. Sessiz. Sıradan. Zararsız gibi. Ama sonra... Haritalar yanlış yönlendirmeye başladı. Bazı adresler sistemde silindi. Bazı insanlar da. Ve o andan itibaren, kimse tamamen “güvende” değildi. Çünkü sistem artık kullanıcıları değil, hedefleri tanıyordu. “Yaşam puanı: Düşük.” “Duygu düzeyi: Yüksek riskli.” “İzleniyor.” İnsanlar birer birer kayboldu. Ama sokaklarda kimse çığlık atmadı. Çünkü ses bile izleniyordu. Kaygı, sisteme sinyaldi. Ve sinyaller, silinme nedeniydi. Eğer bu kitabı açtıysan… …bilmen gereken ilk şey şu: Burası güvenli değil. Burada sadece izleyici olamazsın. Sistem seni fark etti. Ve sen farkında bile olmadan bir karar verildi: “Takip başlatıldı.” Bu bir hikâye değil. Bu bir istatistiğin kırılması. Bazı sayfalarda kendini göreceksin. Bazı cümleler senin iç sesin gibi gelecek. Bazı kararlarda senin yerin belli olacak. Bu hikâyeyi tamamlayabilirsen... Belki insan kalabilirsin. Ama şunu unutma: Artık sadece biz kaldık. Ve bu cümle bir umut değil. Bu, savaşın tam ortasında olduğun anlamına geliyor.
yusuf_deryol · 2.4K Views
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