Catboy Toys

"When you think everything is going well, the world will flip you the middle finger." __ A successful author. After living an ideal life ... a loving family, amazing friends, a stable job, and a bestselling novel that made his name known across the world .. he suddenly finds himself reincarnated inside his own story, written by his very hands. And worst of all... inside the body of the weakest villain ... Frey. A third-rate villain doomed to die in the earliest chapters. A worthless scumbag with trash talent ... hated by every other character in the story, with no redemption in sight. But he refuses that fate. He rejects the entire world. This author doesn't need the cliché of a second chance — he already lived the life he always wanted. "Spare me the second chance nonsense. One chance was enough. I’m the one who created this world… and I’ll be the one to destroy it if I have to. I will return — to my world… my family… my life. No matter the cost." Driven by a burning desire to return home, Frey begins his journey through a merciless world, one where his fate has already been written by godlike beings. And as if the world hadn’t played enough cruel tricks on him, it granted him a strange system .. one that toyed with him endlessly. Complete knowledge of every event in the novel, and the ability to create any talent or power he wished. They seemed like overwhelming gifts... but were they truly? how far can he go… and what will become of the world he once created? ... ... discord: https://discord.gg/uNrXRgS3Xb

Lorsque la pure lotus l'a provoquée, elle l'a giflée sur-le-champ, "Ce ne sont qu'une paire de chaussures usées. Si tu les veux tant que ça, prends-les et porte-les." Le Président Jones est intervenu avec un visage effronté, "Épouse, même si ce sont des chaussures usées, je ne les laisserais porter qu'à toi." "Dégage !" ... 【Un homme, une femme】Il y a quatre ans, elle est partie furieuse avec le petit dans son ventre. Quatre ans plus tard— "Oncle, j'ai remarqué que ton visage a une mine sombre, on dirait que tu as un excès de chaleur au foie. C'est évident qu'il te manque une épouse. Tu veux faire la connaissance de ma maman ?" Le président qui restait à l'écart des femmes, en regardant son mini-moi, ses yeux se sont approfondis. Il a immédiatement emballé la mère et l'enfant, et les a ramenés à la maison, les choyant au point d'agacer tout le monde. Quelqu'un a demandé, "Président Jones, ceci n'est-il pas un peu trop déraisonnable ?" Le président a souri froidement, "Vous attendez-vous à ce que je sois raisonnable quand il s'agit de faire plaisir à mon épouse ?" C'est l'histoire d'un Président Jones autoritaire, farouchement dominant et déraisonnable lorsqu'il s'agit de choyer son épouse.

``` [Agriculture]+[Espace]+[Réconfortante]+[Prospérité]+[Vaincre la racaille] Mo Yan, réduite en cendres par une explosion, renaissait à l'époque ancienne, devenant une petite fille de fermiers en fuite de la famine ! Au-dessus d'elle, un père Érudit gentil et beau - pas mal ! En dessous d'elle, une paire de frères et sœurs jeunes et adorables - très bien ! Mais vraiment, elle avait l'impression de mourir une seconde fois, vous savez ? Être en fuite, sans nourriture, boisson ou abri était une chose, mais devoir toujours se garder des méchants qui pourraient la capturer pour combler leur faim en était une autre ! Heureusement, son Espace évolutif de sa vie précédente l'avait suivie, mais quoi diable - cet incroyable Espace avec des montagnes, de l'eau et de la viande à manger avait été formaté ! Face à une situation désespérée, Mo Yan raviva son esprit combatif : Et alors si c'est formaté, je ferai quand même fortune et bâtirai ma richesse juste au pied de la Cité Impériale ! Tailler dans les montagnes, planter des vergers, acheter des magasins, construire des maisons... il n'en manquera pas un seul ! Mais... il y a tant de fauteurs de troubles aux yeux verts ! Ta ferme est à toi ? Ici, je te piégerai à mort sans discussion ! Tu veux devenir ma belle-mère ? Bien, je t'enverrai une bande de veufs ! Mère te cherche ? Tiens, prends les papiers du divorce, garde-les, ne me remercie pas ! ... Quoi ? Un bel homme fait sa proposition ? Euh, ça... devrais-je me jeter sur lui ? PS : 1. Insister sur l'agriculture sans faiblir + querelle domestique atypique + absence d'intrigue de palais 2. Le style d'écriture est assez sérieux, et les valeurs sont normales (ne pas exclure les caprices occasionnels de l'auteur) Liens vers des œuvres complétées : [La Jeune Fille de la Ferme Abandonnée : Une Belle Campagne] Lien : http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [La Fille Légitime du Général à ne Pas Provoquer] Lien : http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html ```

Ethan Smith marchait dans la rue vide, une cigarette à la bouche, secouant la tête et forçant un sourire amer. Qui aurait pu imaginer qu'après trois ans de mariage, tout ce qui restait était la trahison ? Il jura de faire regretter à cette femme ce qu'elle avait fait et promit de faire en sorte que tous ceux qui avaient été bons avec lui mènent une bonne vie. Oui, c'était Emily Taylor, la femme qui l'avait aidé à sortir de l'abîme du désespoir quand il avait touché le point le plus bas de sa vie. "Emily, il est temps pour moi de m'occuper de toi."

Le tout nouveau roman "Renaissance de la Noble Dame : L'Épouse de la Maison du Marquis" raconte l'histoire de sa vie passée où sa mère s'est remariée, et elle est devenue un vulgaire chou commun. Alors que sa soeur mangeait de la viande, elle se contentait de soupe ; sa soeur avait des nouilles, elle devait se contenter d'eau ; sa soeur était la princesse, et elle était étiquetée comme déchet. Elle était piégée dans une vie entièrement planifiée par ce duo mère-fille pour elle ; sa famille, son mari, tous réduits à une misérable plaisanterie. Puis un accident de voiture l'a transformée en un gâchis sanglant. Elle lui dit, 'mon argent va entièrement à mon père, mon rein à toi, parce que tu es un bon homme.' À trente-trois ans, elle mourut dans un accident de voiture, laissant son rein à un bon homme. À trois ans, elle renaquit. Dans cette vie, face à la manipulation, elle a riposté. Quelle soeur ? Elle n'avait même pas de mère biologique, alors d'où viendrait une soeur ? Et dans cette vie, elle ne savait pas si elle rencontrerait de nouveau ce bon homme...

La rumeur voulait que Xaviera Evans ait une constitution faible — une beauté maladive. La rumeur voulait qu'elle dépense une fortune chaque jour en médicaments — en les dévorant comme des bonbons. La rumeur voulait que chaque jour, dix serviteurs attendaient à son chevet — une charge pour tout le monde. Ils attendaient tous que la famille Evans jette Xaviera Evans de retour à la campagne et la laisse se débrouiller seule. Xaviera Evans : "On dit partout que je suis faible et incapable de prendre soin de moi. Apparemment, je dépense aussi de l'argent de manière inconsidérée." Elle regardait sa chemise en loques et était exaspérée. Xaviera Evans : “On veut dire que cette riche famille laisse leur fille porter des vêtements en lambeaux tous les jours ?” La fille riche de la famille Evans ? Elle en avait assez ! Elle ne le serait plus ! Alors... Le sale type : "Sans la famille Evans, tu n'es rien." Xaviera Evans : "Si je suis expulsée de la famille Evans, je suis fichue." La sale fille : "Sœur, ne sois pas trop déçue. Tant que tu travailles dur, on te fera des éloges un jour.” Xaviera Evans : "Tais-toi, je ne connais pas un traître comme toi." Le sale type et la fille : "???" La rumeur voulait que le plus jeune fils de la famille Mamet, Caleb Mamet, ait imprudemment marié une femme qui n'avait que des apparences. Xaviera Evans : "Quelqu'un me méprise-t-il ?" Un jour, Xaviera Evans a vu l'un des employés de Caleb Mamet se creusant la tête sur une série de nombres à l'écran de l'ordinateur. Comme elle était libre, elle lui a donné un coup de main. A-t-elle tout simplement piraté le pare-feu créé par les efforts conjugués des meilleurs pirates informatiques de l'élite ?! Caleb Mamet s'est rapproché pas à pas. "Xaviera, que me caches-tu encore ? Hmm ?" Xaviera Evans : "Oh, non ! Je me sens encore prise de vertiges ! Je suis si faible. Ce corps est tout simplement trop faible !"

Soudain se retrouvant dans un cadre rural, Lin Caisang devint la célèbre "Étoile de Richesse et d'Honneur" du village. Entourée de parents uniques, ils la traitaient comme si elle était un panda rare — tenue précieusement dans leurs paumes de peur qu'elle ne tombe et délicatement gardée dans leur bouche de peur qu'elle ne se dissolve. Rencontrez les parents exceptionnels: Le Père Colosse, qui déclarait, "Vous voulez que Sangsang se marie ? Vous devrez d'abord me surpasser." La Mère Avare, demandant, "Pourquoi aurait-elle besoin d'un mari ? Elle peut avoir toute la bonne nourriture et une vie insouciante avec moi !" Le Grand-père Rusé, suggérant, "Les filles ne devraient pas avoir à faire le travail sale et fatigant. Vite, appelle ton frère !" La Grand-mère Majestueuse, proclamant avec force, "Qui ose intimider Sangsang ? Qu'ils affrontent un combat à mort avec moi !" Le Frère Protecteur, assurant, "Petite sœur, toute la bonne nourriture est pour toi. Je n'ai pas faim !" Tenant sa chair flasque, Lin Caisang pleurait sans larmes : "Laissez-moi partir ! Je dois perdre du poids !" Pendant ce temps, l'homme d'à côté, d'une beauté saisissante et glacial, non seulement la protégeait et la gâtait en secret, mais avait aussi une identité pas si simple.....

[Avertissement : R18+] Quand la Haine se transforme en Amour... et la Vengeance en Passion... Va-t-il choisir de recommencer avec elle ? ======= L'âme de Floconphantôme s'est séparée de son corps après s'être suicidée devant son ennemi, Nathan Sparks, le Chef Suprême de la Mafia de Syphiruz. Elle se réveilla seulement pour découvrir que son corps (qui était dans un état de coma) était retenu captif par Nathan ‘le Diable !’, qui tentait de prolonger sa vie. Et quel était son motif ? La tuer de sa propre main et la torturer à mort ! Nathan éprouve un profond ressentiment envers Floconphantôme car elle a assassiné la personne la plus précieuse de sa vie. Il voulait sa revanche ! Et les choses sont devenues encore plus excitantes lorsqu'une créature magique apparut devant l'âme de Fantôme, lui donnant une mission ridicule en échange de la récupération de son corps. « Fais-le tomber amoureux de toi en 100 jours ! » dit la créature volante, pointant ses petites pattes vers Nathan qui se tenait sans expression à côté de son lit de malade. Avec des yeux ronds, Floconphantôme fit une tête ‘tu-plaisantes-j’espère’ à la créature volante. Pas question ! C'était une mission impossible ! Ce type la haïssait tant. Comment allait-elle faire ??! ****** Extrait : Nathan la saisit par le cou. « Ne joue pas de tours avec moi, Floconphantôme. » La voix froide de Nathan résonnait dans la pièce, ses yeux brûlant de rage. Mais Floconphantôme se contenta de lui sourire narquoisement, appuyant ses mains contre son torse, ses doigts le narguant. « Tu ne peux pas me tuer, Nate. Admets-le simplement. Tu es déjà tombé pour moi. » D'un mouvement rapide, Floconphantôme tira sur sa chemise, réduisant l'espace entre eux alors qu'elle écrasait ses lèvres contre les siennes. Étonnamment, Nathan se retrouva à répondre à son baiser. Il avait perdu ! Il ne pouvait pas lui résister. ===== Je possède la couverture du livre (=";"=) Artiste : Bea Cortez Rejoignez le serveur de l'Auteur pour obtenir des mises à jour et des annonces sur le livre. Lien Discord : https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

``` Quel enfer ? Je me suis réincarné dans un autre monde. [Choisir une classe] [Classe Monstre ou Humain ?] Classe Monstre. [Flagelleur Mental] Ouais, je choisis Flagelleur Mental. Je vais hypnotiser ma belle-mère MILF à gros cul et ses trois filles pour mon usage. putain!!?? Des filles Ogre au corps sexy et aux gros seins, je ne vais pas rater ça. "Mets-toi nue et penche-toi, fille." "oui, maître." Attends ? cette fille bête a 6 seins et tout le monde déteste ça, mec, pourquoi ? C'est le ciel. Ceux qui se mettent en travers de mon chemin se tueront en me regardant dans les yeux et toutes les femmes qui me refusent recevront ma semence sacrée même sans leur consentement. [La grammaire jusqu'au chapitre 115 n'est pas très bonne... mais ça vaut la peine de lire. Après ça, tout est bon.] [La couverture n'est pas à moi, contactez-moi pour la retirer.] [Note : CHAQUE PERSONNAGE DE CE ROMAN A PLUS DE 18 ANS ET ILS SONT ADULTES LÉGALEMENT SELON LES RÈGLES DU MONDE SUR LESQUELLES CETTE HISTOIRE EST BASÉE.] [Discord: https://discord.gg/wEMdgmkt9Q] ```

Born into a lower middle class family, Ace Lander grew up being told there was a simple formula for success: get an education, graduate, and work hard to build a prosperous future. But that formula failed him during the final stretch of his senior year when a local gang targeted him, putting everything he had and was building towards at risk. Trapped and desperate, Ace felt his life spiraling out of control—until Ria Hart, a fellow classmate, discovering Ace's innate aptitude to become a Curse Master, a being capable of wielding curse energy and abilities but haunted by Curselings, took pity and introduced him to the secret world hidden beneath the mundane surface of their world, the World of Curses. Awakening as a Curse Master, Ace discovers he possesses an extraordinary innate curse tool: the Cursed Toybox. This tool comes with a unique class, Toymancer, granting Ace powers unlike any curse master the world has seen before. The Cursed Toybox allows him to animate and actualize toys, transforming them into powerful, living beings bound to his will. From overpowered heroes to legendary gods, any toy that falls into Ace's Cursed Toybox springs to life with powers beyond one's imagination but bound to him in eternal servitude. Armed with his Toy Summons, Ace must navigate the perilous world of curses, protect his loved ones, and reclaim control of his destiny before the gang—and the darkness of the hidden world—consume him entirely. [ — Status Screen — > Your Cursed Toybox is animating the doll 'Silicone Sailor Stella' as a toy summons… > Your Cursed Toybox has animated the doll 'Silicone Sailor Stella.' > Toy summon 'Silicone Sailor Stella' added to your toy space. > Toymancer can now summon Sailor Stella. Summoning Toy Summons... Name: Stella Race: Curse Tool Class: Toy summon Title: Silicone Sailor Durability: (100/100) Enchantment: 1-Star Individuality: (100/100) Curse Energy Consumption: 5 units per hour Skills: Toy Actualization, Seamanship, Armed Security, Adult Gratification. Toy Actualization: Bring Toy Summons' original character design and skills to existence when they are animated based on their individuality stats. Addition Effect: Toy Physiology. Seamanship: Expertise in navigation, sailing, and ship handling alongside wilderness survival, first aid, and emergency procedures. Armed Security: Proficiency in the use of small arms and other naval weaponry with training in close quarters combat, surveillance, and counterintelligence. Adult Gratification: Creatively addressing emotional, mental, and physical needs of Toymancer till gratification.] "Cursed armies, Curselings, and Curse slaves are nothing—I've got a Toy legion of overpowered action figures and unrealistically beautiful silicone goddess." ~Toymancer Join the saga of the Toymancer's rise to become the Strongest Curse Master.

Locked away deep within the newly claimed castle of the Demon King, Kalika Archelion, a young immortal woman, awaits in her dungeon prison. Her spirit has been broken many times over by the cruel punishments inflicted upon her. Punishments that constantly teetered her to the edge of insanity. Despite this cruelty, she refuses to give up on someday freeing herself from the clutches of these demons she hates. And from her now demonic sister, Lillian. The very sister she had deceived. The very sister she had executed. And the very sister who was now the Demon Queen of their now fallen country, that's embroiled in a war for the very fate of their country. Peering through the darkness, Kalika resigns herself to biding her time, awaiting the opportunity to escape this cruel predicament and regain control over her own life once more. With an uncertain future and vile schemes lurking in the background, Kalika must steel herself and prepare for the worst to come, as there is no hope of escape or rescue, just a deep, dark abyss, so dark that it is practically corruptive. [THIS STORY WILL HAVE MATURE THEMES INCLUDED] [Updated every Wednesday and Friday] {Artist: Sikeseeing}

Academy novels. If you take notice, most of them are about nameless characters, professors, and villains. And another aspect is that there is only one academy or that same academy is declared the strongest. However, Aestrea, a successful award-winning actor, actually gets transmigrated into one of those novels. Instead, he finds himself transmigrated into the body of the most powerful student at the Weakest Academy. Just at the time of the academy's competition... –––––––––––– Discord: https://discord.gg/dp865x8BfZ - Tags: Anti-Hero MC | Nonchalant MC | Gore | Virgins | Harem | Yandere | Milf | No-Sex Toys | No-Futanari | No-Yuri | No-Netorare | Kinky Heroines | Obsessed Heroines | Misunderstandings | Smart MC | Bipolar MC | Strength-based Social Hierarchy | Strong Love Interests | Teacher & Student Relationship | Sugar Mommies | Reincarnation | Devoted Love Interests | Cold Love Interest | Spirits | Sword & Magic | Strong Wealthy Characters | Special Abilities | Slice Of Life

Carlos Valois thought dying once was enough—until he woke up as a 10-year-old in the world of "The Dark Era," a game he'd mastered in his previous life. Born as the last heir of a fallen noble house, Carlos discovers he's destined for a tragic fate: in six years, he'll be manipulated into joining the dark forces and killed by his own childhood friend. But this time, he has the ultimate cheat code—memories of the future. While other kids play with toys, Carlos hunts for divine legacies. Using his game knowledge, he performs an ancient ritual and steals a Demigod Mark from the thousand-year Sacred Oak—a power that should have remained hidden for decades. At 15, Carlos awakens as a Death Herald with broken stats that shouldn't be possible. Most Death Heralds are fragile summoners hiding behind weak skeletons. But Carlos combines his necromancy with stolen divine abilities, creating a hybrid build that turns him into an unstoppable force. ..... [Skeleton Warrior has successfully evolved into Purple Thornblade Skeleton Guard!] [Purple Thornblade Skeleton Guard has activated Bond: Glory of the Purple Thornblades!] [Twelve Purple Thornblade Guards have formed an Undead Armored Knight Legion!] ..... His skeleton warriors aren't cannon fodder—they're elite undead legions enhanced beyond normal limits through secret evolution paths that took thousands of players years to discover. Every "coincidental" encounter is actually Carlos farming legendary opportunities. While his sister thinks he's just a lucky genius, Carlos systematically raids every hidden treasure, secret technique, and forgotten legacy he remembers from the game. Ancient bloodlines, divine artifacts, mystical cultivation methods—if it exists, he's taking it. With his infinitely evolving undead legion, Carlos set out on a path to rewrite destiny and become the supreme Death Herald legend.

“You want me back now?” I laugh softly. “What changed? Realized the toy you threw away doesn’t crawl back?” “I f*cked up,” Zacreus breathes, on his knees. “I’ll make it right. I swear—” I chuckle, bitter. “You abandoned me. Humiliated me. You chose her... over me.” “Please! Don’t go to him. Just give me one more chance,” he says, desperate. I smile, cold and tired. “You should’ve begged sooner.” … I thought he’d save me from hell. Instead, he became my new hell. On her 18th birthday, Morana Vale was meant to awaken her wolf and bond with her fated mate, the Alpha who once saved her. Instead, she was branded wolfless. Declared a traitor. Rejected by the man she loved. And thrown into the cursed forest to die. But death never came. Because the Alpha changed his mind and dragged her back. Only to parade another woman in front of her... just to watch her shatter. When his torment became unbearable, Morana faked her death and escaped into the human world. But the peace didn’t last, as mysteries began swirling around her. And the Alpha? They say he’s gone mad, tearing through packs, searching for her. Amidst everything, she realizes that someone else has been watching her. For a decade... or even more. And he is far, far more dangerous than anyone she has ever known.

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

[Supreme Harem God System.] This was the Cheat Nux Leander, the man who transmigrated to a cultivation world, received. In a cultivation world, this cheat system allowed Nux to skip the arduous process that takes years, decades, or even centuries. All Nux needed were his lovely wives. The stronger the wife, the more benefits he receives. “What? You are a 100-year-old Grand Master Stage Cultivator? And you call this Unparalleled Talent? Unparalleled Talent my Ass! I am 18 and I am already a King Stage Cultivator, get better bitch!” As ridiculous as it already was, Nux’s cheat did not end there. Cultivation Talent, Special Physiques, Bloodlines, his System could inherit them all! All he needed to do was seduce strong Women. Accompany Nux in his journey as he promotes himself from a mere mortal, to a boy toy of a Lonely Noble, and then to Emperor of the strongest Empire in the world! All while he gets stronger while spending time with his lovely wives. ... Do check out my other novel, Primordial Vampire God System If you want to read revenge, war, blood, gore, vampires, and, the Return of the Forgotten Blood Empire ... AI-Generated Cover. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/qZHRTHGdZG If the link does not work for some reason, DM me: SleepDeprivedSloth

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

Two centuries after the Great War, peace between humans and werewolves was finally achieved, or so everyone believes. Werewolves reign like gods, and humans remain blissfully unaware of their true place in the new world order. To maintain this fragile balance, each year, a handful of "lucky" humans are selected from various districts to attend Lunaris Academy, a prestigious institution that promises glory, status, and a chance to mingle with the elite. Those chosen are hailed as the lucky few, destined to marry powerful alphas and rise as luna. This year, Violet Purple is among the chosen, much to everyone's surprise. For an orphaned girl adopted by a disgraced prostitute, this is a golden ticket to a better life or so she's told. But Lunaris Academy isn’t the paradise it’s painted to be. Everything Violet and her fellow humans have been taught is a lie. Humans are far from equal; they're pawns in a much larger game. The academy is nothing but a gilded cage, and the students are lambs led to slaughter, playthings for the alphas to toy with in their ruthless games. To make matters worse, Violet catches the attention of the most dangerous players in this game, the Terror Four: the Alpha of the North, Alpha of the South, Alpha of the East, and Alpha of the West. Each one is more dangerous, more twisted, and more powerful than the last. But even among themselves, the alphas are divided, each with their own deadly ambitions. Yet, they all have their eyes on her. They expect Violet to play along, to fall in line like the others who worship at their feet, to break under their games. But Violet isn’t like the others. She refuses to bow. She’ll defy them all.

Julien de Rothvale— A disgraced noble. A trembling coward who pissed himself during his first spar. A pawn used by others and thrown into exile. Mocked. Hated. But inside that weak flesh now lives something far worse— A soul born of ritual, blood, and madness. That soul wanted peace. No throne. No revenge. Just silence. But peace is nothing more than a lie. So when the world gave him nothing but humiliation and heat— He changed his mind. He’ll take what he wants. Break who he wants. Command through terror, lust, and twisted devotion. He’ll choke the maid who dares insult him. Turn noblewomen into obedient toys. Rule not through legacy, but through fear and flesh. Because if peace isn’t an option— He’ll create it. He will carve his name into history, as the Tyrant of Lust & Carnage.

Maya, an omega, has been a victim of bullying since she turned sixteen and was found out to be without the wolf gene or trait. Her chief tormentors were the three sons of the Lycan King who ruled over the entire werewolf regions, taking into captive colonies that defied his order. After being set up by a jealous classmate, Maya is beaten and left for dead at the borders of their pack by the king’s three sons, who told the pack that she had been captured by some rogues. Maya is saved by a witch who adopted and drilled her on the ways of the ancient magic and sorcery, whilst encouraging and preparing her for a huge revenge plan which threatens to upset the balance of the world and unleash the great threads of darkness seven years later when she returns to her previous pack to perpetrate justice on her tormentors. She comes at a crossroads, however, when she discovers her true heritage and that her mate was the biggest bully there ever was, Adam Brekans, eldest son of the lycan king. What happens now? Would Maya continue on her quest for revenge? Or would she submit to the threads of love so that peace could reign?

The first meeting was at a small bar. A friend nudged his arm, smiling somewhat suggestively: A woman like Daisy Ginger should be kept in a vase, constantly admired, and toyed with at any moment. At that time, she seemed to be drunk and was persuaded by her friend to take to the dance floor and perform a dance. He propped up his face, watching the glamorous woman with casual indifference under the dazzling lights. Daisy Ginger. The name is spicy enough. The figure. Also spicy enough. * Banyan City’s young Master Wen, afflicted with a severe illness, was deemed by doctors at birth to not live past the age of thirty. He lived capriciously up to the age of twenty-five, never imagining he’d encounter such a dilemma in his lifetime—if he were to die, what would happen to the little demon at home who creates chaos and mischief without his protection, and ends up bringing harm upon herself when he’s no longer there to shield her?

The first thing my childhood sweetheart's did after becoming a wealthy woman was to ask me to marry her, in my poor and destitute state, went to her family to become the son-in-law. “Marry me, and you can live in luxury cars and mansions as you please. No need for work or household chores Plenty of pocket money every day, amounting to a five-figure sum And if you want kids, I'll bear as many as you wish.” But when I became this toy boy, I gradually discovered the sickly yandere and perverted control side of my childhood sweetheart... An accident brought me back to the past, live my life again. This time, facing the temptation of childhood sweethearts, I decisively refused! In this new life, my slogan is, drum up the wallet, and stay away from the rich woman! Me: "Sorry, I am the man you can never get in this life no matter how much money you spend!"

Five years ago, Anastasia Laurent broke his heart. To her, their college romance was just a careless game—toying with a love she never took seriously. To Dante Alexander Montgomery, it was the ultimate betrayal. Now, he’s back. No longer the lovesick senior she abandoned—but a ruthless billionaire who owns half the city. When Anastasia’s best friend begs her to go on a blind date in her place and ruin it, she agrees—after all, how bad could it be? Bad. Very bad. Because her date? Dante. And he’s not just here to rekindle old flames. He’s here to destroy her. Before she can run, Dante traps her in a deal she never saw coming: Marriage. Publicly, they’ll be the perfect billionaire power couple. Privately? He’ll make her regret the day she walked away. But as the lines between revenge and obsession blur, Anastasia realizes one thing— She thought she was done with Dante. But Dante was never done with her. --- Excerpt "You think you can run from me again, Anastasia?” Dante's voice was calm, but the storm in his eyes told another story. She backed into the wall, pulse racing as he stalked closer, his towering frame cutting off every escape route. “I-I’m not—” she stammered. His fingers tilted her chin, forcing her to meet his cold gaze. “You didn’t just break my heart,” he murmured darkly. “You shattered it. And now? Now, you’ll pay for it.” Her breath hitched. “Congratulations, Anastasia,” he whispered, leaning in until his lips brushed her ear. “You just became my wife.”

【 Warning: Mature Content R-18 】 Jack stumbles upon an app that grants him the power to charm any woman he desires. He starts by seducing secretaries, making them beg for his cock. He then moves on to underworld bosses, fucking them senseless and leaving them panting for more. His charm extends to political leaders, who become putty in his hands, eager to please him in every way. He doesn't stop there; he seduces wives and aunts, making them his willing women, ready to fulfill his every dirty fantasy. Jack takes on pornstars, turning them into his personal fuck toys. He unleashes his wildest, most depraved desires on them, making them scream with pleasure and pain. His journey is one of unbridled lust and power, where no woman can resist his charm. Jack's SUDIX App Profile: Name: Jack Age: 25/85 (Extra life: $1 million/year) Height: 6'2" Attributes: Stamina: 10 (Maximum) Endurance: 10 (Maximum) Charm: 10 (Maximum) Abilities: Fiery Eyes Ability: This ability allows the user (often depicted in fictional contexts) to visualize sensitive points on women's bodies, revealing areas that may elicit heightened responses or sensations. Conception Control Ability: The power to intentionally decide whether a woman gets pregnant during sexual intercourse. Body Manipulation: Can stretch his body parts and increase his penis size and thickness by two, three, or four times. The Healer: Possesses the ability to manipulate his body fluids, such as saliva, urine, semen, and blood, transforming them into potent healing agents capable of mending injuries and restoring health. Lust Demon: Grants the user the power to make any woman surrender completely after one encounter if they ejaculate inside her.[This Ability also has some hidden functions ] Women: (Count of women who are under his spell) Enjoy the ride; it's going to be a wild one! Scenes Included: First-Time Intimate Encounters Passionate Shower and Bath Scenes Anal Play and Intercourse Squirting and Water Play Scenes Outdoor and Forbidden Encounters Sneaky, Hidden, and Secretive Sex Moments Mother and Daughter Forbidden Scenes Exciting New Chapters! 2 Chapters Released Daily Get Ready to Dive Into the World of "Milf Hunter"! You Can Join Me on Discord https://discord.gg/cNazpAgZvt

Fifty thousand dollars!" someone barked like they were auctioning off livestock. That was the first thing I heard when I woke up—chained, collared, and confused. You’re probably wondering how I ended up here. Yeah… me too. One moment, I was yelling into a megaphone in front of Bio Gen Tower, protesting their twisted experiments on women’s fertility. The next? I was injected, blacking out as my protest sign got stomped into the pavement. I didn’t wake up in a hospital. I woke up in a whole new world. Here, I’m not a protester. I’m not even a person. I’m a Breeder. Apparently, my new body belongs to a rare class of women with "high fertility"—a walking womb meant to repopulate a kingdom on the brink. And just my luck? I was bought at a dark auction by five dangerously powerful Alpha brothers. Each one wants something different from me: The cold, commanding heir who sees me as property. The sly second who toys with me for fun. The hostage prince who hides daggers in every smile. And the wild twin brothers—charming, reckless, and always watching. They think I’m just a tool. A means to an heir. But I didn’t die fighting for women’s freedom just to become someone’s pet. They may have bought my body, but my mind? My fire? That still belongs to me. And if they think I’ll roll over and obey… They’re not ready for the kind of woman I really am. ---

Almond Crowshade was the last surviving human in a dying world whose people failed to conquer the Grand Abyss Labyrinth's 30th floor in time. The world was getting destroyed, and Almond was the last one challenging the 30th Floor multiple times despite the imminent destruction of the planet. He ultimately defeated the Floor Boss on his dying breath by achieving a true awakening, acquiring an X-rank Trait that signified limitless potential. Alas, he won but there was no home or future for what he fought. But a mysterious figure arrived there, feeling pity and amusement. "This is too precious and fun of a toy to let it rot here. You shall reincarnate and climb up to make things interesting." [Transfer to another world commencing…] [Your memories will be sealed, and you will reincarnate in another world that has welcomed Grimworld’s tutorial like this one. Clearing each floor of the Grand Abyss Labyrinth will unlock a portion of your memories, until the 10th Floor, upon which you will gain your full memories.] ‘I’m giving you a second chance. This time, you must clear the Grimworld’s tutorial and step onto the big game to make things interesting and entertaining.’ [Good luck.] Discord: -- https://discord.gg/MSM9Gp3Jxz

Hey, imagine this—you're a prince, but instead of ruling a kingdom, you just want to watch anime, collect bugs, and do whatever you want. Sounds great, right? Well, that’s exactly how Mikhailis Volkov lives. He’s the eccentric prince of Ruslania, obsessed with insects, AI, and doing anything except royal stuff. But one day, just as he's about to make a huge discovery with a rare insect called the Chimera Ant, bam—he gets summoned to another world! Now he’s in the magical forest kingdom of Silvarion Thalor, ruled by Queen Elowen Nyphara. Here's the twist: she doesn't want him to do any royal duties. She just needs him to be her prince consort and, well, father her child. That’s it. After that? He’s free to live exactly how he wants—no responsibilities, no pressure! Mikhailis can play, experiment, and laze around all day in a world full of magic. Plus, there’s the chance to meet all kinds of fantasy girls—something he’s always dreamed about! It’s like paradise for him. But with all this freedom, what could possibly go wrong? If you love quirky characters, magical worlds, and a lot of romance with great build-up, dive into this story and see where Mikhailis’s wild adventure takes him! You will follow Mikhailis that brought his AI to another world, making his chimera ant stronger by giving it other foods, and laid various kinds of ant soldiers that could even look like an elephant! What if he gave it a dragon!? Follow Mikhailis's lazy and quirky journey as he entered this unusual fantasy world, where residue of wars from various kingdoms still lingered around the place. But careful. As quirky and eccentric he is, as despite of his demeanor, he still won't let anyone touch his dear queen. But well, he does touch other women. In this story, you'll get 3 kinds of exciting stories: 1. The kingdom-building of chimera ants! 2. The life of a lazy prince consort that wooes not just the queen but other important figures as well! 3. And the Crazy Adventure of the eccentric Entomologist turned into an Entomancer! Let's go and give the story a try! ___ Daily Update 2 Chapters = 14 chapters/week Some Friendly Rewards 100 Powerstones = +2 chapters in that day 200 Powerstones = +4 chapters in that day 50 Golden Tickets = +4 chapters in that day 1 Gift = +4 chapters in that day Warnings: R18||Heavy Netori Elements(Mc stealing other people's woman) [Note]: 1. None of the heroines will cheat on MC 2. It does involve MC stealing other people's partners - (Netori) 3. Any support especially gifts, golden tickets, votes, etc = more updates more frequently 4. Please let me know about any grammatical errors in any chapter through the comments. 5. Complaints about anything that I've already warned about in the 'warning' section will be ignored. Connect with me here to keep up with the story's progress: Discord: Soon ___ One of the King of Kings Series Other Tags: #r18 #Harem #Romance #Smut #Artiscrocy #Royals #First-time #AI #TallProtagonist #ManipulativeProtagonist #Special Abilities #Toys #TransportoAnotherWorld

"Déshabille-toi." L'ordre était sec, empreint d'autorité, tranchant le silence comme le claquement d'un fouet. Le timbre profond de la voix de Dimitri fit frissonner les femmes rassemblées. Elles avaient vite appris au cours des deux derniers jours que l'obéissance signifiait la survie. À son ordre, elles baissèrent la tête, les mains tremblantes tandis qu'elles retiraient le tissu mince et déchiré qui les protégeait à peine de l'humiliation. Mais l'une d'entre elles ne bougea pas. Elle resta figée sur place, provoquant le rétrécissement des yeux de Dimitri. _________ Née dans un monde de tromperie, la Princesse Sorayah Drakon fut forcée de vivre comme un prince, cachant son genre et ses dons uniques. Elle peut guérir les blessures, commander les éléments, se déguiser en quelqu'un d'autre ou en animaux, manipuler les rêves, créer de puissantes illusions, et posséder une force qu'aucun autre humain ne détient. Se sentant piégée, elle abandonne sa fausse identité à la faveur de la nuit pour s'habiller en femme. Une nuit fatidique, lors d'une de ces escapades secrètes, elle rencontra Lupien Nightshade, le prince héritier des loups-garous ! Ce fut le coup de foudre. Mais l'amour se transforme bientôt en tragédie lorsque Lupien tue son père, plongeant le royaume humain dans le chaos. Les humains furent capturés comme esclaves et Sorayah devint l'une d'entre eux. Elle jura vengeance, voulant se rapprocher de Lupien pour le tuer, mais avant qu'elle ne puisse le faire, elle fut revendiquée par Dimitri Nightshade, l'oncle de Lupien ! Quand elle réalisa que leurs intérêts s'alignaient, Sorayah chercha à gagner sa confiance et à l'utiliser comme une arme. Deux ennemis. Un royaume. Une soif partagée de destruction. Mais il y avait autre chose. Quelque chose que Sorayah n'avait pas prévu. Dimitri Nightshade était irrésistible. Elle le détestait tellement qu'elle voulait lui arracher le cœur à mains nues, mais elle ne pouvait nier la façon dont il la faisait brûler de passion. Sorayah pourra-t-elle le plier à sa volonté ? Ou sera-t-elle piégée dans ses griffes pour toujours ?

Kaito, the dorm's softest and sweetest boy, has become mute after relentless bullying. Despite living with Ren and Azel, he hides his pain behind long sleeves, fake smiles, and cuddling plush toys. One rainy day, he's locked in a toilet stall and soaked in freezing water. He lies, saying he just got caught in the rain. That night, while asleep and fevered, his whimpers wake both roommates—and they begin to hear his thoughts for the first time. "I wish someone would hug me... even once… Just once… Am I really that disgusting

Do you know what it feels like to be utterly betrayed by the world? That crushing ache in your chest when even your own parents sell you out—trading your life away for loose change, handing you over to a nameless organization when you were just five years old. The trauma, the agony, the inhuman experiments—they tore into him like wolves, again and again. For ten long years, Ethan endured unbearable pain, his fragile body pushed past its limits until it finally gave out. Death came for him like a silent mercy. Like a broken toy tossed into the garbage, he was discarded without a second thought. Forgotten. The organization believed his story had ended. But they were wrong. So very wrong. Ethan’s story hadn’t ended. It had only just begun. He awoke in the realm of the dead, standing before the god of death himself. And for reasons beyond mortal understanding, Ethan was chosen—named as the god’s successor. Power surged through him: the power of death itself. But that was only the beginning. Unbeknownst to anyone—not even his parents—Ethan had already been marked by another force. The goddess of life had chosen him at birth as her successor. Her gift, however, was sealed, set to awaken only when he turned fifteen. And on the very day the god of death bestowed his blessing upon him... Ethan turned fifteen. Now he held dominion over both ends of existence—life and death. With his dual inheritance, Ethan could summon the fallen from the afterlife. But these were no ordinary undead. No mindless puppets or rotting corpses. His creations were something far more terrifying. Far more divine. Infused with the essence of life and death, they were immortal warriors—soldiers who could never truly die. They required no mana, no spells, no rituals to regenerate or rise again. Because they were not just undead... They were eternal. Now, Ethan sets his eyes on something greater. Within the very organization that once crushed him, a single desire consumed his mind: power. Power to rise above all. Power to ensure he would never be trampled again. And he would stop at nothing to seize it. A child who had never known love, Ethan now sees the world through a broken lens. And even when a clearer one is offered—when someone tries to show him light—he turns away. He’s grown used to the shattered glass. It’s familiar. It's comfortable. So begins the tale of a boy forged in agony, who walks the path not of a hero… but of a villain. A soul devoid of empathy or sympathy. A heart stripped of trust and untouched by love. With only his immortal legion—bound to him by unbreakable loyalty— And his own unwavering will, Ethan embarks on his road to conquest.