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Infinity Collar Bdsm

Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat!

They shattered his life. Now, he’ll break the world. Ethan had it all, until his best friend and the woman he loved betrayed him, leaving him crippled and forgotten. Three years of suffering later, he clawed his way to one final, desperate act… and the universe answered. A hidden quest. A second chance. A return to the moment everything began. Now, Ethan is back, on the eve of Ethereal’s launch, the world’s first fully immersive VR game and the battlefield where legends are forged. Last time, he played fair. This time? He’s armed with years of knowledge: every exploit, every secret quest, every broken mechanic that will let him climb straight to the top. But when he logs in, something is off. The system forces him into an unwanted class—Druid, the game’s biggest joke. The kind of class people pick as a dare and regret immediately. Yet as Ethan digs deeper, the truth shakes him. [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Divine Bloodline: King of Elves!] Ethan stared at the screen, unblinking. “…The hell?” The Druid class was a jack-of-all-trades, master of none—a scattered mess of abilities that mimicked other classes but never truly excelled. Their bear form lacked the raw defense of a proper tank. Their panther form was weaker than a rogue. Their healing fell short of a priest, and their magic couldn’t compare to a mage’s devastating spells. Most players abandoned the class early, realizing they could never compete at the highest level. And yet, Ethan’s stats are off the charts. His talents are absurd. His potential is beyond anything he’s ever seen. The system has given him something no other Druid ever had—a divine bloodline, legendary abilities, and a growth rate that defies logic. If Druids were meant to be weak, then Ethan was the exception that would rewrite history. He’s not just here to reclaim his throne. He’s here to take everything. Factions will rise. Empires will fall. The strongest will thrive, and the weak will perish. And the ones who betrayed him? They won’t live to do it again.
Raundel_NFT · 2.1M Views

INFINITY DARGON PROGENITOR

In the vast expanse of legends, there exists a singular figure known as Azeris, revered as the progenitor of the Infinity Dragon Bloodline. This remarkable lineage bestows upon him god-like powers, enabling him to manipulate the very essence of reality itself—creating and destroying with a mere thought, limited only by the bounds of his imagination. However, before he could fully harness the extraordinary potential of his abilities, sinister forces conspired to thwart him. The Omniversal Sovereign Court—a fearsome assembly of ancient cosmic entities; The Abyssal Void Order, masters of darkness and treachery; and The Tribunal of Fate, those who manipulated the very threads of destiny—all converged upon him with deadly intent, seeking to extinguish his light. In a desperate moment where death clung to him like a shroud, Azeris summoned his ingenuity and willed forth a sanctuary—a small yet powerful realm brimming with boundless resources and enchanted wonders. This haven emerged as a beacon of hope amidst the encroaching chaos, a place where the essence of his power could endure and grow. Fifteen years slipped by in an instant, leaving the outside world to forget the once-mighty Infinity Dragon Progenitor. His legacy, once heralded across galaxies, faded to mere whispers carried along by the winds of time. Yet, the pulse of his bloodline remained, an ancient force lying dormant, waiting for the right moment and the right spark to awaken its formidable power once again. That moment arrived with the birth of a young boy named Azeris Nightshade. Unbeknownst to him, he bore the weight of an extraordinary inheritance, the hidden truth of his lineage bubbling within him like a dormant volcano eager to erupt. This marked only the beginning of his saga—an epic adventure awaited him as the threads of fate began to weave a new destiny.
UNKNOWN_MASKMAN · 23K Views

One Collar, Two Masters: Angel mated and claimed by two demons(18+)

!!R18 | Mature | Dark Erotica | Dubious Consent | Submissive MC | Possessive Twins | Court Politics | Pain & Pleasure !! Liam thought he was being blessed. Instead, he was being claimed. On his 18th birthday, he woke up in a golden collar—lying on silk sheets in a see-through dress that clung to his soft skin. His body trembled. His lips parted. His fate pulsed against his throat like a curse he couldn’t remove. He was told it meant love. That he was mated. But fate didn’t give him a soulmate. It gave him two. Not lovers. Demons. Twin brothers. Kings of a realm soaked in power and cruelty. The door creaked open. Maximilian stepped in first—shirtless, silent, his body marked in dark tattoos that crawled like sin across his chest. No smile. No warmth. Just sharp eyes and restrained rage. Then Elijah followed—smirking, robe hanging loose, gaze unapologetically tracing every inch of Liam’s exposed thighs. He didn’t wait. “Lets complete the ritual little angel.” Liam froze. He didn’t speak. He didn’t even know what that means. He was pulled to the edge of the bed like something bought, not bonded—his dress riding up, baring untouched skin to cold air and hotter gazes. And that night… didn’t end in kisses. It ended in voices, tears, and marks. He was supposed to be theirs. But to them? He was an angel no matter how hard they wanted they couldn't trust and angel , not with court plotting everything that's against him. In the palace, he wasn’t a their. He was a question. A threat. A spy. Even his mates didn’t trust him. And yet... somehow, in stolen glances and quiet silences, they made him feel just a little bit special. Just enough to hurt. They wanted his submission. His obedience. His body. For revenge. For power. For pleasure. Liam thought love was part of fate. But fate only delivered him into the arms of his enemies—two demons who never asked what he wanted. Now, trapped between politics and desire, pleasure and pain, he’s left to wonder: "Will they ever love him? Or will they just take him... until there’s nothing left to break?" He was raised to be soft. Now he moans under monsters who only believe in control.
Sugar_Moon_ · 14.7K Views
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