Muscles Cartoon

Lin Yuan, carrying the "Door to Myriad Worlds," transmigrated into the Great Universe of the Starry Sea. Here, the mightiest could obliterate star systems with the flick of a finger, and traverse millions of light-years in an instant. As a bottom-dweller, Lin Yuan could only rely on the "Door to Myriad Worlds" and his innate talent, "Against-Heaven's Understanding," to travel through countless worlds, silently growing stronger. 【Your Against-Heaven's Understanding allows you to cultivate the Muscle-Tenden Transformation Bible, comprehending the 'Muscle-Tendon Transformation Blood Tempering Divine Technique'】 【Your understanding is Heaven-Against, upon extending your comprehension to the Thunder in the Palm, results in the mastery of the 'Thunder Creation Opening Technique'】 【Your understanding is Heaven-Against, while observing the birth and death of worlds, leads to the insight of the 'World in the Palm'】 【Your understanding is Heaven-Against,, through studying the art of external incarnations, culminates in the 'Self-Transformation Great Technique'】 ...... In his unending travels, Lin Yuan ceaselessly grew stronger, until... he was unrivaled across all worlds.

In the world of card games, myths from China will be re-established! Mythical legends of Earth will also become myths in this world! In this world of cards, with cards as the medium, the birth of myths is welcomed! What does it matter if the body is weak? What if suffering from muscle weakness? In this world without character cards, only equipped with weapon cards and skill cards, I will create a new genre! Starting with the Summoning Card: Nezha, the Third Lotus Prince! Give the world a shock from China!

Xavier wasn't expecting much from today—maybe a boring meeting, definitely some subpar coffee. What he didn’t expect was a silver lance aimed at his neck, a teenage girl with the attitude of a war-hardened NPC, or getting dragged across several floors like a human mop. When an encounter with a very aggressive seventeen-year-old turns into a rooftop revelation, Xavier learns the impossible: he’s an Executioner, born with a power called a Gate—and monsters are out to kill people like him. No, he doesn’t remember signing up for this. Yes, it’s apparently non-refundable. Add in a teleporting hallway, a superpowered girl who clearly skipped the empathy tutorial, and a muscle-bound giant that could double as a building—and Xavier’s world is flipped upside-down faster than you can say, “I’m hallucinating now.” It’s his first day as an Executioner. He’s already regretting everything.

> What if you could farm stats, build muscle, earn money—and never lift a finger? Kim Do-hyun is a broke, chubby college gamer who awakens a skill so lame it’s practically a meme: Cloning (Lv. 1). But this "trash skill" turns out to be the biggest cheat in the awakened world—because when his clone trains, grinds, and suffers… Do-hyun gets stronger without doing anything. One body lives in bed. The other body becomes a legend. In a world ruled by stats, mana, and dungeons… Do-hyun is about to break the system from the shadows. --- Synopsis > In a world where 80% of humanity has awakened supernatural talents, life is a brutal competition. College loser Kim Do-hyun is barely surviving on game bots, instant noodles, and debt. That is, until a government-mandated awakening throws him into the spotlight… only to declare his power total trash. Cloning? Level one? Cooldown? One body? What a joke. But this clone is real. It sweats. It works. It eats. And when it trains… Do-hyun's stats increase. Now, while the clone grinds 24/7—running, working, even getting beat up—Do-hyun chills in bed, reaping the rewards. His strength rises. His body transforms. His life begins to change. But power attracts attention. And when an S-Rank hunter known only as The Jumper starts watching, Do-hyun realizes something terrifying: He might not be the only one cheating the system.

The Cockbound Codex unveils a world where existence itself is forged through carnal acts and the relentless pursuit of power. At its heart are the Futanari, a species defined by four distinct genders, each meticulously engineered for their role in a society where sex, mana, and dominance are inextricably linked. The Dom: The "muscle mommy," is the apex. With her massive, engorged phallus, she's the ultimate architect of power, refining mana and shaping her pridemates through explicit sexual acts. The Bitch: The "hot, athletic, sexy type," possesses an internal phallus she can externalize for combat and mana cultivation. Agile and strong, she embodies cultivated prowess and serves as a warrior within the pride. The Sow: The "curvy bombshell with big boobs," is the nurturing vessel, optimized for mana absorption and incubation. Her ample, mana-filled breasts are reservoirs for the pride's future, and her body is built for nurturing and gestation. The Slut (Fem): The "femboy cutie," is the receptive courtesan, biologically specialized for mana storage and pleasure. His purpose is derived entirely from his "cockbound" status, serving as a living conduit and storehouse for mana and genetic material, often through anal impregnation. In this world, every thrust is a ritual, every orgasm a surge of power, and every body a living testament to the carnal engine that drives civilization. Mana is the lifeblood, constantly exchanged and refined through sexual acts, making physical prowess and sexual functions direct measures of status and power. Reproduction is highly controlled, with Doms engineering new pridemates on demand, dictating their genetic destiny through intimate acts. Even death, through the brutal process of "dusting," is a sexualized act of mana and genetic plundering, reinforcing the absolute dominance of the victor. Perfect for fans of: futanari protagonists, polygamous romance, depiction of hot and bothered sex, world building, and a fun time Content Warning: This mature 18+ series contains explicit sexual content, transgender themes, futanari characters, and polygamous adult relationships, BDSM themes of dominance and submission both physical and psychological, and copious amounts of smut, trigger warning is advised

What happens when a BL fangirl wakes up smack in the middle of her favourite BL story? Naturally, you'd expect her to fangirl from the sidelines, cheering for the MCs like the dedicated shipper she is. But plot twist—she’s now a guy. And not just any guy—a ridiculously handsome guy! After spending an embarrassing amount of time winking at her own reflection and flexing muscles she never had before, she decides, “Why just watch the romance when you can be the romance?” Armed with good looks, charm, and way too much insider knowledge of every trope imaginable, she sets out to conquer every character in the story, including the MC she used to fangirl over. But wait… Does this make her gay? Or straight? Or just hopelessly in love with her own fictional fantasy? Frankly, she’s too busy causing chaos (and enjoying it) to care. PS: There is smut, and it's reverse harem :3 Bonus 20 chapters for every spaceship For a castle, I will write tailored smut scenes with kinks of your choice between the MC and Male lead(s) of your choice. (wink wink can be a threesome) and it will be at least five chapters long. [NO RAPE or torture- learning my Master Zhi] The mpreg part is more of a side story (like what happens after "the end"), not in the main story, so you can skip that part :3 The main story is just about Riven and the MLs. No babies in the main story hehe!

=== WSA 2025 === Way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals. And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army. Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too. My Talent's Name Was Generator. Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like. So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me? Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back. I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls. Discord: https://discord.gg/3q2GJdk27D

Lady Jenna has lived her whole life as a puppet. And her father? He pulled the strings. She had to do everything to make him proud...to please him! that even when he asked her to let go of her first love, Lady Jenna did let go, and she was married off to a man she'd never known before. A man who, in every sense and breath, became her worst nightmare. It wasn't a beautiful nightmare, like the ones read in books, no. He'd hit her every night- her so-called husband. He became her worst fear, that she didn't even want to remember his name, and the word husband scared her. Most importantly, men. Jenna became afraid of men. She wanted to run, hide, or die even- if that would help her escape from this hell. But... society. They would turn and judge. They would raise their brows and curse her. They wouldn't look at the scars on her body. Not that Jenna would let them. She had become insecure after constant nights of tears and getting hit. But these people, they wouldn't care until she decided to leave the marriage. And when the opportunity came knocking at her window, Jenna grabbed it, abandoned her marriage, and set out for a different life. It was difficult for a girl who had always been sheltered, but she needed to survive. She didn't want to go back. Everything changed that night... a rainy ni—wait, it was a normal night. No rain, just a soft breeze, and Jenna stumbled upon this stranger... He had no memory of his past, and his mind was trapped in the age of seven!! A full-grown man, with muscles enough to snap Jenna in two, now behaving like a child? Following Jenna around and calling her Master. "Master, you own me now, right?" "Yes, I am your master, and you are mine," Jenna nodded with a smile. Writing this novel for all women looking for their own voice in marriage and relationships. The romance is fluffy and sunshine throughout. The Male lead fell first and fell harder (a yandere) Book is also fast-paced. Book cover check out Veness on Patreon. Thank you!

"Let me take a look." The handsome professor, with his broad shoulders and powerful muscles, lifted me effortlessly and placed me on the desk. His strong hands gently lowered the strap of my uniform to examine the bruise from training. "Helanie! Why do you always end up hurt?" His voice grew husky, sending a shiver down my spine as I struggled to catch my breath. I had to remind myself that he’s my professor... and my stepbrother. I shouldn’t be seduced by his touch. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office and I will deal with them," he murmured, his beautiful eyes locking onto mine. Despite knowing he’s forbidden, I couldn’t help but wonder—should I tell him about the mate bond I felt the night he was drunk? .. When her parents rejected each other, Helanie went from being her daddy's angel to a neglected and forgotten child. But on her eighteenth birthday, things took a dark turn. When her body went into heat, she attracted a group of alphas. Instead of rescuing her, her secret alpha boyfriend ran away. That night changed Helanie’s life forever. Accused of consenting to the attack, she was sentenced to execution by her own pack. Desperate, she fled, determined to find her mother. What she didn’t expect was to find her mother preparing to marry a rogue king with four dangerously handsome and beastly sons. Things turn even darker when she felt a mate bond with her bully stepbrothers, will she be able to escape their claws or their seduction will ruin her life to next extremes? .. Facebook - Alexis Dee

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

This is not just about building muscle or shedding weight. Path to Fitness is about becoming stronger—physically and mentally. It’s for anyone who’s tired of feeling stuck, weak, or lost. Page by page, you’ll learn how to train with purpose, eat with intention, and think like someone who refuses to quit. No hype. No shortcuts. Just the mindset, the methods, and the motivation to evolve. The path is yours to walk. Let this book be your guide.

He defied the gods—and now the universe burns. Muscling, once a mortal hero, rejected divine control and paid the price. Hunted by Hyperion, the tyrant Titan who seeks to impose absolute order, Muscling stands at the crossroads of magic and science. In the world of magic, Luminaria, he builds a new kingdom—Elysium—uniting elves, orcs, and dwarves under one banner. On Earth, his counterpart, Kim Young-min, forges a future where technology and sorcery become one. When the two worlds collide through a dimensional gate, the war escalates beyond stars. Betrayals, sacrifices, and awakenings follow. To end the age of gods and claim the right to shape destiny, one man must become more than mortal. This is the story of a fallen hero who dares to become the king of a new cosmos.

Lee Wooyun had always been a fan of romance fantasy books and films, especially those set in historical times with kings and queens, dukes and duchesses, and the like. His friends were well aware of his obsession and recommended a book that had recently been making waves on social media. The book was titled My Charming Demon Lord. At first, Lee Wooyun was hesitant. Unlike the fantasies he usually read, which were often set in Western historical settings, this one was different. However, his friends assured him he would enjoy it. Not wanting to reject their gift, he decided to give it a try. That night, he found himself unable to put the book down, reading almost the entire thing in one sitting. "Those guys were right! It’s amazing! A Cinderella-like fairytale set in a murim/cultivation world? It’s too good!" He couldn't help but imagine how incredible it would be to take the female lead Han Seo-yoon’s place—starting from such a miserable beginning only to end up in the arms of the surprisingly sweet and gentle demon lord. I wish I could take her place. That night, as he drifted off to sleep, the book he had left open on his desk began to emit a golden glow. The pages flipped backward, returning to the very first chapter, and its contents began to change as well. The title My Charming Demon Lord pulsed with a piercing red light, and before Lee Wooyun could even react, his surroundings shifted. The next morning, instead of waking up wrapped in his expensive velvet duvet—the one he had spent hundreds of dollars on—he found himself in a dimly lit room, lying on a pile of hay and straw. His back ached horribly, like he had actually slept on a pile of hay and straw. "What in the world…?" he muttered, rubbing his sore muscles. "Where in the hell am I? And why does it smell like cow dung in here?!” *** This is the story of how a fantasy-genre enthusiast ended up inside one of the books he had wished for—without realizing just how dangerous that wish would be. "I guess it’s true what they say: Be careful what you wish for."

~Updates Daily~ Single love interest Yuri! --- After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb. Reborn into a new life, with her memories intact - she carefully starts over from an infant. - Navigating her new family: [Really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!] - How to portray herself: [Everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls! That should be most fun~] - Showing off the power she gathers: [This region is a 'backwater', but who knows what is out there - let's just take it slow~] - Marriage arranged before birth: [Mm... my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cancel- oh?] - Dealing with 'amusing' deceit: [Cute. 'He' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!] - Confronting the 'son' in private: [Whatever your family's iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~] Even in this new life, [Elua er Goltbred] can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is at the deepest level. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God. Balancing the two traits in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided to support and be supported by when they both came of age - centers as much around helping [Qatrand er Yecine] find herself within who her family has made of her... As it is hoping to ease the dear fiance into how messed up the (ancient) girl honestly is. With her Astralism unchanged despite reincarnation... she can improvise plenty with her ridiculous control of Illusions and more. Which is a good thing - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius just because you know more than others. Unexpected things... like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone... Despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, [Qat] finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting... but she really shouldn't have let on and said it out loud. It made her [El] kind of vain - and kind of want to remain as cute as can be for her future spouse! - - - Oh, and *muscles*. [Elua]: I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies... - - - Power System: > Types of Cultivation // Spiritual (Soul), Physical (Body), Essence (Qi) > Aspect Trinity // Astralism, Physique, Element 'Ranks' Initial - Early, Mid, Late Lower Realms // Enchanter, Primalist, Breacher Upper Realms // Defier, Demi-god, Divinity - Echelons (First -> Seventh[Peak]) - - - Other Tags: #GL #Slice of Life #Comedy #TheStrongActingWeak #ChildhoodSweethearts (It counts!) Cover Art: AI Text Prompt Generation + title (etc.) added with an image editor. I also tend to do other 'fixes' in post! Potential trigger warnings: > A reincarnator MC that gets a little 'thirsty' a little 'young' but successfully tries to 'keep her own pants on' until the proper age, because she knows it's better for her intended partner that way. > A toxic family environment willing to force an unloved child into the role of a crossdresser. A child that grew more than okay with it. She likes wearing the aesthetics of men's suits! > 'Pretty Good Dad' intentionally *picked on* by his 'sweet daughter', all for being a relatively 'minor obstacle'. Seriously, you were warned, average fathers with teenagers. Do not engage your trauma.

After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter. “Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense. Then he woke up inside it. Not as the protagonist. Not even as comic relief. He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.

=== WSA 2025 === Bien, bien, et très bien avant même ma naissance, mon monde a été envahi. En fait, pas seulement mon monde, tout mon foutu univers a été envahi par un autre, dirigé par une seule race qui se faisait appeler les Éternels. Et ils étaient préparés. Très préparés. Chaque vie que nous perdions dans la guerre contre eux était utilisée par eux. Ils ne se contentaient pas de tuer les gens, ils capturaient leurs âmes, les forgeaient en Fantômes, et utilisaient ces âmes pour transformer des bêtes en Abominations. Nos morts devenaient leur armée. Trois cents ans plus tard, je suis né. Un gars avec beaucoup trop d'énergie. Rester immobile ? Impossible. Prendre son temps ? Pas question. J'étais toujours en mouvement, toujours prêt à passer à l'action. Puis je me suis éveillé, et j'ai aussi obtenu un talent. Le nom de mon Talent était Générateur. Grâce à lui, je ne manquais jamais d'énergie. Jamais. Mes muscles ? Surpuissants. Ma guérison ? Plus rapide. Mon endurance ? S'il vous plaît, je n'avais même pas idée de ce que signifiait être fatigué. Alors si l'univers voulait me jeter dans une guerre sans fin ? Très bien. Je lui renverrais tout ce que j'avais en retour. Je ne suis pas né héros. Je n'ai jamais voulu en être un. Mais cette guerre ? Ce n'était plus seulement le combat de mon univers. C'était le mien. Les Éternels s'en sont assurés quand ils ont pris les âmes de mes parents.

[SPECIAL QUEST: Objective: Have sex with Selene on a crowded metro train. Success Condition: Keep her quiet and avoid being seen. Reward: +7 SP | Unlock: ‘Shadow Touch’ | Bond Access with Selene initiated.] Nash Blaze blinked at the screen. “Excuse me… what?” .............. They say the Upperworld is paradise, clean air, real sunlight, and lives worth living. Down here, we've got rust, shadows… and Breakball. A savage fusion of street basketball, bloodsport, and raw spectacle, Breakball is the only way out of the slums. No rules. No mercy. Men and women grind together, shirtless or in skin-tight outfits, fighting for points, pride, and power. Drugs flow. Sex sells. One match can change your life... or end it. And once a year, the rich come down to watch us bleed. The Blood Star Invitational, one shot to rise, or vanish forever. Nash Blaze was built for this world. Quiet. Tactical. Obsessed with winning. A pass-first point ghost who made his trash team look like stars. But on the day of their miracle call-up, his teammates kicked him out. "You're too weak for the pros. Just a ghost on the court." Even his girlfriend left him, right into the arms of the new team ace. Abandoned, forgotten. Nash was ready to disappear. Until something inside him snapped. [REWRITE SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Categories: Body | Mind | Lust | Dominance. Boosts gained through Training, Victory, Seduction. Trait: Erotic Ascension | Hidden Stat: Legacy Now, Nash can rewrite everything, muscle by muscle, stat by stat. From stamina to sex appeal, reflexes to raw size, every conquest pushes him closer to the top. The court made him a ghost. Now he's coming back as a demon. Fame, vengeance, and women are just the beginning. Because when you're born in the dirt… You don't rise. You burn your way up.

High school youth love themselves their media. Fantasy books, anime cartoons, even online content. However, when four young teens end up being transported to another world similar to that of their precious media, they must reestablish themselves and adapt to their new fantasy surroundings or die trying.

“Happy Christmas Eve!” chuckled the old man as he strapped a watch around Misha’s wrist. “Have a nice trip.” The next morning, the 25-year-old Misha woke up with a pounding headache, sore muscles, and strong nausea. In short, the perfect hangover. But when he saw his reflection in the mirror, he soon realized that the pain wasn’t caused by the terrifying amount of alcohol he had drunk the previous day. His body had shrunk. A lot. He didn’t have the time to think too much about it since his mother suddenly erupted in his room - the next day, his sister did the same thing. Mother and sister who had died a long time ago. The old man wasn't crazy. As he had predicted, Misha did travel back in time, just before losing his loved ones. And so, Misha had now one mission: changing the dreadful fate of his mother and sister and sending away his sister’s boyfriend by all means. They had to break up! Like it or not, that man will bring disaster to the family sooner or later. This time, Misha wouldn't fall for that warm smile and those gentle eyes as he knew they were hiding a cold, insensitive personality. However, things weren’t as simple as he thought, and perhaps the sister’s boyfriend was not the enemy. Perhaps, since the beginning, he had everything wrong and knew nothing of his sister. ________________ *The BL will mostly show up in the second and third volumes. It is a very slow romance, so don't expect the protagonist to fall in love quickly. In the first volume, he has too much on his mind to care about love and such. *There will be contents for 18+ in the second and/or third volume. I will put a warning at the beginning of every NSFW chapter. P@treon: https://www.patreon.com/rsvaesen?fan_landing=true

Nova scrambled backwards, panting hard, her short locks clinging to her damp forehead as she watched this predator stalk towards her. The vibrant and lively forest hushed, almost holding its breath to watch the scene unfold. Great, she had an audience for what would surely be a gruesome death. Death looked... a little... rugged and in nothing but a loin cloth, defined by slabs of muscle, a trail of hair leading down to such a small piece of cloth to hide a large- A spine-chilling growl snapped her gaze back up to meet his golden-red eyes, fiery, and intense, glaring at Nova as he slammed his hands either side of her head. Pieces of bark crumbled down from the impact. "I told you not to run..." He threatened, his eyes piercing hers, his voice more guttural than she'd heard from any male. His eyes clenched shut as his body trembled. "My instinct is to always stalk, always chase... until I get what I want.." Their faces were inches apart. She could feel his hot breath fanning her face. The forest was humid and hot, and his body was so close to hers that it was almost unbearable. The gruff voice, those words and the intensity of those eyes that reminded her of sunsets caused goosebumps to flourish across her arms. "What do you want?" Nova swallowed, not recognising her voice. She was so out of her depth. His chest rumbled, and more bark crumbled down from behind her head. "You..." Her breath hitched. "To. Do. As. You're. Told." - Paradise was what Nova Winslow was promised when her boyfriend whisked her away to Isla De Tayun, the perfect getaway for their busy lives. It was untouched, pristine, a hidden gem. But it had remained that way for a reason. The island doesn’t want visitors. And neither do the natives. What should have been a romantic retreat, drinking from coconuts and lounging on white-sandy beaches together, turns into a holiday from hell. Mid-argument with her soon-to-be ex, Nova stumbles into a lake. When she resurfaces, her boyfriend, the path she came from, and the resort have vanished. Alone, stranded, and with little survival skills, Nova has only a wet phone with no signal, a pair of heels, and an irrational fear of bats—which are everywhere. She is out of her depth when she falls into a mystical world of beasts. Hunted by tribesmen, stalked by beasts that shouldn't exist, and hearing animals speak, she has no choice but to trust the wild beast the forest itself fears—Yoa, a wanted man. Together, they flee the tribes pursuing them all while battling her growing attraction to Yoa. Can she survive the wild and make it back to her civilised life? Or will she lose herself to the untamed world—and to the man who belongs to it? #Beast #Ssssteamy #Adventure #Mythical #R18 -- THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT!! -- If you are enjoying the story, please vote with a power stone, leave comments and review! -- Cover Image: In the middle of getting one commissioned. My Instagram: @kelly_starrz My new discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa

A cartoon songwriter name is David Seville misplaced in my live-action real hometown world portal alternative dimensional and meets me as a live-action fan club middle-age mute novelist who watched on Alvinn!!! And the chipmunks. But, he starts to growth into a fifty-foot giant is a humongous problem.

Omegas are maltreated by the society. A taboo to the elite world. So when Zara, a born-and-raised Omega discovers she was the Alpha King's mate she hid it from anyone to protect her dignity. What happened when the Alpha King held her captive? **** "Mine." His voice resonated in the silent night. Deep, raspy, and authoritative. He was more sexier than the maids or the magazine described him as. But she didn't need to think of how handsome he was or how his muscles were restrained in the tight shirt he wore. She was supposed to run for her life, yet she stayed glued in place admiring the Greek God. She was his, there was no denying it now.

[Author's note: This novel will contain EXPLICIT CONTENT] Three weeks since I died. Three weeks since I woke up in this body. Three weeks of pretending to be Julian Marino—the family disappointment. I stretched in my king-sized bed, staring at the ceiling of my penthouse. The old Julian lived in the family basement. But the old Julian didn't have a system that rewarded sin. [Good Morning, Host] [Daily Sin Quest Available] [Current Sin Points: 127] Not bad for three weeks of work. The morning sun hit different when you weren't worried about assassination attempts. Though in this family, that could change by lunch. My phone buzzed. Seventeen missed calls from Dad. The Don can wait. I've got coffee to drink. I rolled out of bed, catching my reflection in the floor-length mirror. The system's physical enhancement was subtle but effective—jawline sharper, muscles more defined, eyes that held danger instead of fear. "Looking good, Julian," I told myself. "Or should I say, looking better." The old Julian was soft. Weak. Spent his days reading manga and avoiding family business. Me? I spent ten years in black ops learning how to kill with a paperclip. Different worlds, same bullshit. [Morning Routine Complete] [Confidence +1]

In a world where Qi reigns supreme and sects dictate life or death, only the strongest survive... or the most cunning. Li Wei, a former criminal advisor with a strategist's mind, mysteriously dies on Earth and reincarnates in Aethelgard, a brutal cultivation world. His new body: that of a weak, humiliated, and seemingly talentless disciple. But Li Wei doesn't need muscles to crush enemies... he needs plans. While everyone else trains with swords, he trains with lies. While others ascend levels through brute force, he climbs with manipulations, secret alliances, well-placed traps, and pills he shouldn't even know how to refine. From the dark corners of his sect, he uncovers secret portals, forgotten manuals, and sentient alchemical flames that choose their own masters. And if that weren't enough, powerful and beautiful female cultivators begin to gravitate around him, intrigued by his cold demeanor, his sharp mind... and his annoying habit of always having a plan. Can a man without power defeat monsters, sects, ancient bloodlines, and even the heavens themselves? Li Wei doesn't want to dominate the world. He just wants to survive, protect his loved ones, and prove that a cunning fox can outwit dragons.

It’s what they used to call wanderers…. Warriors who lost their purpose. Their way. Their master. Men and Women with a blade, but no higher mind to guide the hand that held it. I changed that narrative. I removed my master willingly and without hesitation. I put myself in every situation I’ve experienced. I am Ronin because I slaughtered my Teacher. But I’m not a wanderer with no direction. no purpose. I’m the strongest Hero alive. and my purpose? Eviscerate everything that spills from the Tangents wherever I travel. Whatever monster— no matter how powerful. Whatever Tangent biome— no matter how dire. My muscles tighten. My blade cuts. The Thunder booms in the wake of my lightning fast finesse. Everything falls. At least that’s what I always knew it as…. But recently conversations with that green eyed boy have taken me to my past. His words highlighting my history like lightning illuminating shadows in a forest. The details skitter past my minds eye like rats. I find myself young again everytime I close my eyes after what he said. Back in the Oceans. Back surviving key moments. Considering a foolish beast-boys words…. “What does it matter to be the strongest Hero alive if your legacy is only Monsters?” ***THIS IS A SIDESTORY CONNECTED TO BEASTS: REBORN**

SHE WAS THE PRINCESS—BUT NEVER HIS DAMSEL IN DISTRESS. Leina Reinhardt was born into power, privilege, and prestige—the only daughter of a multi-billionaire and the beloved sister of Westdentia’s most elite men: Lester – A cold, calculating CEO with an empire at his feet. Levy – A six-time Olympic champion, untouchable and unstoppable. Liam & Louis – The twin masterminds behind the world’s most powerful gaming empire. To the world, she was the Reinhardt Princess—elegant, quiet, untouchable. But Leina Reinhardt was no fragile flower. She was raised by wolves, after all. Then came Alexander Harris Smith. Her brothers’ best friend. Her first love. Her greatest heartbreak. The boy who lit up her world—only to disappear and leave her in the dark. Now, years later, he’s back, standing in front of her like a ghost from the past. And worse? He has the audacity to question her. ------------------------------------------------------------------------‐------------------------------------------------------------------------ Excerpt: Leina's fingers curled into fists, nails biting into her palms. Every muscle in her body screamed at her to walk away. To leave him standing there like he left her all those years ago. But damn him—he had the nerve to show up now, with those same emerald eyes, as if he had any right to look at her that way. "What did you expect, Alexander?" she seethed, voice sharp as glass. "That I’d wait? That my world would freeze the moment you walked away?" His jaw clenched. She could see the storm raging behind his eyes, but she refused to care. "You left," she said, her voice breaking despite her best efforts. "You. Left. And now you think you can just come back and—" Her words died in her throat as he moved, his hands gripping her arms, pulling her close before she could stop him. "Let go," she hissed, her voice defiant—but her body betrayed her, memories clawing their way to the surface. Alexander’s grip tightened, his forehead pressing against hers, breath unsteady. "I know I don’t deserve it," he murmured, voice raw. "But hate me, curse me, hit me—just don’t tell me you forgot." Leina’s breath hitched. Her throat burned. She wanted to slap him. She wanted to scream that she didn’t care. She wanted to say that he meant nothing. But the lie wouldn't come. Because the truth was brutal. She remembered everything. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Billionaire mafia intrigue with power struggles and dark secrets Unforgettable first love turned into a dangerous obsession A fierce heroine who refuses to be a pawn A dangerously devoted hero who will burn the world for her Get ready for a story of power, betrayal, and a love that refuses to die.

[AUTHOR NOTE, REFRESH YOUR READING LIST, CHAPTER 45 TO 53 UPDATED AND FIXED] [Author Note: Vol 2 has started, NTR, CUCKOLD AND TABOO] All fictional characters are above 18 [WARNING THIS NOVEL IS A SEX NOVEL WHICH INCLUDES SEX CONTENT] Arthur's head hurt like crazy as he woke up. He kept his eyes closed, rubbing his temples and feeling a super comfy bed under him - definitely not his cheap mattress back home. "What the hell...?" he mumbled as he finally looked around. He was in some rich person's bedroom with a fancy four-poster bed and red silk sheets. Sunlight came through pretty stained glass windows, making red patterns on the marble floor. Everything screamed royalty - fancy mirrors, portraits of hunting scenes, and even a painting of a barely-dressed goddess that seemed to be watching him. "How did I get here?" Arthur wondered, getting out of bed. "I definitely drank too much at Mark's party last night" The last thing he remembered was almost getting hit by a car while crossing the street. Looking in a mirror, he got another shock. He didn't look like himself at all! Instead of being skinny with acne scars, he now had muscles, clear skin with just one cool scar on his jaw, with a reddish brown hair, and green eyes. "Damn, I'm hot," he said, touching the scar. For a moment, he remembered his old life. He pushed up his glasses. Kids made fun of him. Jessica laughed at him when he asked her out. "Like I'd be with a loser like you," she told him. Suddenly Arthur realized what was happening. "I've been transported to another world! Just like in those stories online!" He spun around excitedly. "I must be someone important here. This is gonna be so cool! Watch out, fantasy world, your new hero has arrived!" Right then, blue text appeared floating in front of him: [System Starting Up...] [Host Found: Prince Arthur Lionheart] [Soul Check: Person from Another World] [Magic Type: Incubus Powers Activated] "Incubus?" Arthur asked in shock. "Like, those demons that seduce people?" [That's right. Your family's magic has changed because of your Earth soul's hidden desires. Congrats on finding your true potential.] "Can I change it? I want to be a cool battle wizard or something!" [Not possible. Your soul has permanently connected to the Incubus powers. Accept it - your charm is your weapon, attraction is your shield.] "Fuck," Arthur groaned. [Exactly. The more sexual intimacy you have, the stronger you'll become.] Arthur's eye twitched. "Very funny. Just... tell me what I can actually do."

For seventeen years, Samantha Kisaragi wished for only one thing: a normal life, free from the chronic illness that made her a fragile glass doll in her family’s eyes. One morning, her wish is granted by... a tiny, floating mochi with a god complex? This smug spectral "System" offers her a miraculous, perfectly healthy body. The price? She must now complete a series of insane missions, from the mortifying to the life-threatening. The rules are simple: succeed and level up. Get stronger, faster, and maybe even a little more charming. But if she fails, the penalty is a fate worse than any illness: her body will warp into a 'Cursed Physique'—a seven-foot-tall mountain of grotesque muscle powered by the same old fragile constitution. A titan's strength with a body that could collapse from a stiff breeze. Now, this former shut-in is being forced to get buff, all while juggling a top-priority quest to save her perfect older brother from a shadowy, five-star threat hunting him down. And as if that's not enough pressure, the System is also demanding she "Ignite the Flames of Passion" and make someone fall in love with her, pushing her into ridiculously close and awkward situations with her bubbly best friend. With only a cheeky floating dessert for a guide, a terrifyingly competent senior known as the 'Ice Queen' as an unlikely ally, and a clock ticking on both her brother's life and her own romantic prospects, Samantha must learn to be a weapon. She was a girl who just wanted to be normal. Now, she has to become a monster to protect everything she loves.

Li Yun was once Lin Chen, a modern martial arts enthusiast who dies suddenly and finds himself reborn as a frail twelve-year-old outer sect disciple in the Ironheart Sect, a minor faction within the vast cultivation realm of Qiandao. His new body is cursed with shattered spiritual roots and chronic illness. Everyone expects him to die before adulthood. But he refuses to surrender to fate. Armed with knowledge of human physiology, scientific methods, and modern martial arts, he devises ways to refine his fragile body: enhancing blood circulation, training muscle and breath, and slowly forcing open the gates of cultivation that should have been forever closed to him. In a world where strength dictates life and death, Li Yun becomes obsessed with a single goal: to survive long enough to step beyond mortality. He remains low-key, disguising his progress as he delves into countless disciplines—blacksmithing, alchemy, formations, beast taming—quietly laying foundations for a future no one suspects. Across centuries, he transforms from a dying boy into a hidden master whose name, whispered only in rumors, evokes both awe and dread.

WARNING: Mature Content The story of a knight who has fallen in love with his queen. It was nothing but that, a simple plot for a fairytale, or was it? He stood proud at seven feet, everything looked minuscule in his sight. He towers above all knights who looked at him with disgust and alarm. He was one of the rebels not long ago, but for an undisclosed reason, he has betrayed his so-called 'brother at arms' for a seat at the round table. People murmured whenever he passes them by, the atmosphere itself was laced with terror as this all muscled barbarian held his head high. Panic in the hearts of many was evoked by his presence alone as he stood before the queen who was forced to face him. "My queen," he knelt before her, and even yet the queen had to look up from her throne to meet his eyes. The frail queen was very small compared to him, her fragile countenance barely reached five feet and her innocent face makes her look like a child. He took in the vision of her as she sat there, trying to look brave as she met his eyes. His queen, the reason why he risked it all and will risk it all again. She sat on the throne judging his motives and all the while fearing him. Was she disgusted by him too? He can't tell. The crowd disappeared and all thoughts from his mind were gone as he was faced with her. She has dark auburn hair that reached past her shoulders, small lips that curled into a thin smile, and eyes that expressed her immense disgust and anger for what she had labeled him in her mind - one of the reasons for the destabilization of her kingdom. He wants it all, all of what she offers. Her beauty, her brilliance, her frailties... at that moment he realized, he wanted all of her.