Obey Trousers

The story have some dark sides and have herem(Not detailed]. Mc is really a evil.. ________ Hey… my name is Noel. Noel Vence. I was just a normal university student—a hardcore otaku who spent more time reading web novels than studying. My life was simple: wake up, go to class (or skip it), binge anime, and repeat. But that normal life shattered in an instant. It was supposed to be an ordinary evening. I was walking home after another long day, completely lost in thoughts about the latest murim novel I had been reading. Then… it happened. The sky split apart. A deafening roar echoed through the city as massive, glowing rifts tore open in the air. From those rifts, dark figures emerged—monsters. Real, living, breathing monsters. Dungeons had appeared on Earth. At first, I thought it was a prank, some kind of crazy sci-fi event. But the screams, the blood, the buildings crumbling under the weight of unknown creatures… it was all real. Too real. I didn't panic. Maybe it was because I had read too many apocalypse stories, but my mind adapted fast. Unlike the terrified crowds running in every direction, I immediately understood the situation. These were low-level dungeons. That meant low-level monsters. But for normal humans… this was a nightmare. Then, my heart dropped. Mom. My mother was sick. My father was overseas for business, leaving her alone at home. If one of these monsters got to our house before I did— I ran. Faster than I ever had in my life. The streets were in chaos. Creatures that looked like goblins and kobolds were slaughtering anyone they could find. Buildings were burning, cars overturned. But none of that mattered. I sprinted, dodging through alleys, taking the fastest possible route home. By the time I reached our house, my hands were shaking. The door was broken. I stepped inside. A sharp, gut-wrenching stench filled the air. Blood. My mother's body lay on the floor, lifeless. A goblin stood over her, a crude knife dripping with fresh blood in its hands. My mind blanked. Something inside me shattered. My chest tightened, my breath quickened. Rage, grief, disbelief—all my emotions exploded at once. I couldn't control it. Then, something impossible happened. A sharp, burning sensation filled my palm. And in the next moment— A spear materialized in my hand. The goblin turned, its yellow eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. It snarled and charged. I barely reacted in time, lifting the spear in reflex. The goblin's knife scraped against the wooden shaft, sending vibrations up my arms. The impact nearly knocked me off balance. Too strong…! Before I could recover, the goblin lunged again. I twisted my body, barely avoiding a stab aimed at my throat. My grip tightened on the spear, and I swung wildly. The tip scraped against the goblin's side, drawing blood. It shrieked in anger rather than pain, retaliating instantly. A sharp pain exploded in my left shoulder. The goblin's knife had found its mark. "Gah—!" I stumbled back, gasping. Blood dripped down my arm, pain burning through my entire body. But I couldn't stop. I wouldn't stop. The goblin rushed in for the kill. My mind raced. I had no formal training—just instinct and the stories I had read. But that was enough. I spun the spear, forcing the goblin to step back. For the first time, hesitation flickered in its eyes. I pressed forward, stabbing with all my strength. The goblin dodged, but I adjusted my grip mid-strike and swung the shaft instead. The wooden handle cracked against its ribs. The goblin howled in pain. I didn't give it a chance to recover. I thrust forward again, this time aiming for its leg. The spear pierced flesh. The goblin collapsed onto one knee. Adrenaline surged through me. I raised the spear over my head. Then— The goblin grinned. My instincts screamed at me to move, but I was too slow. The goblin lunged one last time, its blade sinking into my side. I gasped, my vision blurring. Pain roared through my

A young adult dies from a fever and is reincarnated in the World of Genesis, a world of swords and magic dominated by a strange and mysterious Game-like System as the weakest being, a Caterpillar! Gaining abilities from the monsters that she devours, Kireina uses her sharp adaptability and wits to overcome the odds against her in a world where everyone wants to eat her alive! As Kireina evolves and gathers a group of followers and subordinates, discover how our protagonist builds a monster Kingdom from zero, in a world dominated by Humans, terrifying Monsters, and arrogant Gods who only wish her death! In front of her enemies, there will be only two options! Will you obey me or will you be eaten? Over 350000+ Words available for FREE! You can check the Illustrations of the Novel's characters in the first Auxiliary Chapter!

Astor was the first son of the HighFangs’ Alpha, a young man who was supposed to be the next leader of the pack if fate had not decided to laugh at him On the tragic day he was born, he brought a curse with him, that’s what everyone told him, and that’s why everyone hated him. Growing up he had never felt happiness. The abuse and loneliness made him hate his pack, his own people, but a promise to his mother kept him chained there, unable to be free. “My poor Astor, please help your brother become a good leader. My lovely child, forgive me” she had pleaded before she left him. He would always do as he was told, stay silent, and obey trying to not lose the last bit of family he had, the little purpose in his life until even his own family betrayed him. The brother he had tried so hard to support had thrown him away, leaving him in a place he did not know with a man that scared him, hovering over him like a deadly beast. “I must truly be cursed.” He had cried, wishing for his life to end. “You? Cursed? How can someone as beautiful as you be cursed?” the man told him and from that moment on his whole life changed.

"Embrace your dark side, just like me. Make those who hurt you suffer. Become my Dark Luna and moan beneath me every night.... That's what I want from you" He said in a commanding tone.. **** Elara Lunaris is an omega cursed by the Moon Goddess herself—born with dark powers and burdened with a prophecy that says she will either save the world or be the destruction itself. Branded as the Cursed Dark Omega, she is shunned by her own pack, despite being the daughter of its rulers. Scorned by her parents and despised by her people, she lives a life of an outcast, haunted by a fate she never chose. Her life takes an even darker turn with the rise of the Forsaken *twisted, cursed wolves consumed by darkness and rage,* threatening to tear apart the fragile balance between the packs. When the Forsaken attack her home, the ruthless Lycan King and Supreme Alpha, Kael Vyrean, steps in. Feared across the realm as the Demon Werewolf, Kael offers protection—but at a cost. He claims Elara as his fated mate and demands she become his Luna. For Kael, their bond isn’t about love. He wants her for reasons far more dangerous than anyone realizes. Her resistance and protests means nothing. Her parents, eager to be rid of their cursed daughter, hand her over without hesitation. Forced into the arms of a demon Lycan werewolf, a soulless being carved from death itself, one who possess demonic powers and kills without blinking. A man who screams evil, deadly and powerful in every way. Will she learn from him and become a dark soul herself? Will she save her pack from the impending doom of the Forsaken? No!! One thing is certain—she won’t lift a finger to save the very people who caused her relentless pain and humiliation. The fate of the world rests in her hands. To save it… or to let it crumble. They expect her to submit, to bow like she always did. To be their salvation. To become their obedient saviour. The same people who scorned her, who called her cursed and evil, now beg for her mercy, hoping she will wield the Moon Goddess’s dark power to protect them. How hypocritical!. But guess what? She doesn’t. She doesn’t kneel. She doesn’t obey. Instead, she embraces the darkness, her dark and evil side, shatters their expectations, and becomes the monster they should have never dared to create. *** "I'll only agree to be mated to a man who can fuck—one who's extremely good in bed." Kael growled, his fangs grazing her throat as he pressed her against the bed. The weight and heat of his body making her shudder. "Those were your exact words." His hand trailed lower, fingers teasing her heat. Without giving her what she wanted. "So be a good girl and spread your legs for me… so I can prove how worthy of a mate I am and how lucky you are to have a mate like me..." His voice was hoarse and commanding. *** Note: There's smut/mature content sprinkled throughout this novel, so if you're up for it, grab your popcorn and dive in!!!

—WSA 2025 ENTRY— The weakest loser they mocked for years wasn’t at all weak—he was a god in disguise, with the power to bring the world to its knees. “I want you to teach him humanity, so he who feels NOTHING but rage can at least learn morality” “And you trust a Demon to do that?” Seiya dreamed of becoming a hero, one of those legendary warriors everyone worships. But his Awakening failed, leaving him powerless and humiliated—a target for cruelty. Locked away and tormented by those he trusted, his suffering revealed the truth of his origin: he wasn’t just human. Unleashing powers that defy the laws of the world, such as his All-Seeing eyes—capable of negating time, absorbing skills used against him and granting him 360° vision. Seiya rises from the shadows, no longer a punching bag but a force that terrifies demons, monsters, and humans alike. Hero or villain? It doesn’t matter. He’s done obeying, done breaking for anyone. Now, they beg for mercy from the god they tried to crush. Seiya’s only question: should he grant it? Brace yourself for a journey of chaos, revenge, and the rise of an unstoppable power. Seiya doesn’t need your approval—he’s taking the world, one broken rule at a time. ———————————————————— Yes! He does turn into a cold villain and loses all emotion except rage, but the process leading there might drag a little__stick around longer and you won’t regret it. Read the prologue next after this so you understand the world settings.

After being betrayed by her fiancé and cousin on her wedding day, Zara, reborn with memories of past mistakes, vows to rewrite her destiny. Impulsively, she marries a stranger to keep her ex at bay, not realizing Snow is far from a mere call boy. Snow Zephyr, a wealthy CEO and alpha of the Ivory Crescent Pack, needs a contract wife to appease his father and secure his position. When a bold, determined woman proposes a marriage of convenience, Snow agrees, unaware of the chaos she will bring into his life. Zara's defiant choice provokes her parents' fury, leading to her being cast from the company and forcing her to find work elsewhere. She lands a job at Aurora Conglomerate Inc., only to discover that her new boss is Snow, the very man she married—and her ex's uncle. Sparks fly as their mutual attraction grows amidst the darkness of his family's secrets and looming threats. Zara’s strength and independence captivate Snow, who begins to see her as the potential Luna his pack needs. Together, they face vengeful ex-lovers, kidnapping plots, and deadly rivalries. As Zara's powers awaken, she must confront the reasons behind her family's disownment, the hidden clauses in her marriage contract, and her ultimate role in Snow’s world. When their marriage of convenience deepens into a genuine partnership, a new challenge emerges in the form of a fated mate. Will Zara fight the dangers that await or embrace her true destiny? **EXCERPT** "I... didn't want to be late for work. You seemed busy, so I thought I'd get a head start." Snow raised an eyebrow. "Really? Or is it because last night affected you so much that you couldn't stand being around me?" "Don't flatter yourself, Snow. You didn't affect me at all." He smirked, stepping closer. "Is that so?" His fingers brushed my chin, tilting my face up. My pulse quickened. "We're at work," I snapped, swatting his hand away. "This isn't professional." "You're my wife," he murmured. "You're supposed to obey me at all times." I bit back a retort, a hint of rebellion flaring within. Slowly, I stepped closer, letting my fingers graze his chest. His smirk wavered for a second when his wolf reacted and Snow bit his lips. "Careful, Boss," I purred seductively. "Don't hurt those lips. I'm sure plenty of girls would love to kiss them." Snow leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. "And you? Are you dying for a taste?" Caught off guard, I hesitated, then regained my composure as I looked him in the eyes. "Unlike other girls, I have strong resistance against—" I didn't get a chance to finish when Snow's lips crashed onto mine with a fierce kiss that left me breathless. *************** MATURE CONTENT Participating in the Viral Book Call Contest. Kindly Support Me!

❗[Current Writing Contest-WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Fantas]❗ Flain grew up in a futuristic world. When he was born his parents didn't want him because he didn't live up to their expectations and so he ended up very badly. Flain was employed as a slave. He was forced to mine radioactive iron deep in the mines. It was drilled into his head that he existed only to obey orders. Young Flain was obedient. He doubted some of it but knew nothing else. For years, he never saw a single ray of light; light was only spoken of among the others as a legend. The routine was the same: in the morning, he would take a nutrient tablet and water. Then he would mine all day, sleep eight hours, and repeat. Flain worked like this from childhood until he was ten years old. He even found a friend, but that friend died of radiation poisoning right in front of Flain. Flain couldn't stop mining. He kept mining with tears streaming down his face. Before bed, Flain cried. "I will become the strongest. I will kill you all, and you will become my slaves." Flain stopped crying, stared blankly at the rocky ceiling, then looked ahead. A manic grin appeared on his face, one that would often adorn it from that moment on. At the age of ten, Flain was assigned to a military camp due to his endurance in the mines and his survival against radiation. In the camp, Flain was trained. The regime was much looser; he even had an hour of free time each day. However, Flain didn't make any more friends. Even during his free time, he trained with a smile. He would achieve his goal at any cost, even if it meant training himself to death. Experiments were conducted on Flain. He lost his hair, two long gray arms grew on his back, and a third red eye appeared. Flain became a mutant. Flain was then sent to war. He fought with sharp katabas. He performed quite well in the war, earning himself command of ten soldiers and becoming a small commander. But one day, everything changed. Flain then dies, is swallowed by darkness, and Flain refuses to die, thus appearing as a skeleton in a fantasy world.

There's nothing more important than love, Mila always told herself. Even when her boyfriend cheated on her and accused her of stealing, leading to her being fired, Mila still held onto her belief. For a 24-year-old young woman to survive in a big city where she knew nobody but her cheating boyfriend, Mila had to look for work elsewhere not just anywhere, but The Montclair Club. For one night, she served as a salesperson for the launch of a new wine. As the saying goes, (In vino veritas) Truth in wine. Mila's truth was letting her hair down and having fun just for one night. The innocent woman had her own taste of a 'one wild night.' The result? A positive pregnancy test. Mila became pregnant by the hot-tempered, international playboy and heir of the Montclair Conglomerate, from a family of old money. Zyran Ciro Montclair is known to have a special hatred for the words family and poor. He only believes that the poor are leeches and liars. At the moment, the luxury of pride wasn't something Mila could afford. Jobless, pregnant, and left alone in the big city, Mila decided to go after her baby's daddy. Even if he might reject her, she had to try. And somehow, in her pursuit, she ended up on the early morning news: 'Noblesse Oblige: Montclair Heir to Marry an Unknown Poor Country Girl. It's giving Rich Prince and The Pauper. A 21st-century Fairytale.' What could possibly go wrong? you may ask. Stepping into the rarefied and unhinged world of the Montclairs, Mila realized that their realm wasn't the same as her world of black and white. Her perception of life was turned upside down, and she couldn't help but wonder. What could be so poisonous yet so good as power and money? Will Mila's love endure when faced with Zyran's 12 rules for their marriage, including the humiliating demand of: Rule No 6: “Submission is key: When I say kneel, you'll drop to all fours. Don't question it, just obey.” Will she allow herself to be consumed by the corruption that comes with wealth, or will she spread her innocence and show Zyran a world where people don't have to be used? Can their love survive the poisonous influences of power and money? . . . . . . Instagram account: Pluma_W143 Facebook page: Plumadidi Tiktok: @Plumadidi Cover belongs to me. Art by Kelveendraws

Shanane, a radiant 23-year-old woman, was born in the village of Kubeyra. After the death of her mother, she was raised by her loving grandmother, who, upon Shanane turning 18, sent her away to another state with strict instructions never to return. Obeying her grandmother's wishes, Shanane stayed away, leaving behind her roots and the mysteries of her birthplace. However, a tragic turn of events forces her to return to her homeland of Britt. There, she unearths secrets buried deep in the shadow, truths she wishes she had never uncovered. Amidst her journey, she encounters a powerful and feared demon, a creature intent on bending her to its will. As she struggles against its dark influence, Shanane must find the strength to face her destiny and protect her soul from the forces threatening to consume it. Otherwise she will be lost in darkness forever.

David was once a man of wealth and prestige, living a seemingly perfect life. But beneath the surface of success, betrayal festered like a wound waiting to be torn open. The wife he adored, the brother he trusted, and the family he sacrificed for all turned against him. Their treachery destroyed not only his spirit but his body—leaving him crippled, abandoned, and with nothing left to live for. In his final act of defiance, David orchestrated their deaths, yet vengeance did little to heal the wounds carved deep into his soul. With nothing left, he welcomed the abyss, ending his own existence… only to awaken anew. Reborn in a realm beyond mortality, David found himself in a divine world ruled by celestial beings—the very gods who had watched him suffer without mercy. But he was no longer the broken man they had ignored. He was something else. Something darker. Something far more powerful. With his memories intact and new abilities awakening, David vowed to shatter the hierarchy of the divine. He would bring the gods to their knees, enslaving them, bending them to his will, and exacting the ultimate retribution upon those who had forsaken him. He would turn the divine realm into his personal dominion of vengeance, where once-mighty deities would serve, obey, and kneel before their new master. But in his quest for ultimate power, will he remain a man seeking justice, or will he become a monster greater than the gods themselves?

Silas knew that being born as an omega meant his life wouldn't have many choices—unless you came from a privileged family, where your trait didn't matter and you could live comfortably. When a baron adopted him, Silas saw a glimmer of hope and vowed to repay the man he called father. However, though it was better than life in the orphanage, Silas knew he would never truly belong to the family. He was groomed to obey, and his adoptive father planned to use him to expand connections with noble families. As he grew older, his father repeatedly offered him in marriage to the son of a grand duke, an alpha, only to be rejected every single time. Eventually, just before the grand duke's son left for military service, his father received an answer: the grand duke's son agreed to the connection—but only on the condition that Silas would be a consort. It wasn't uncommon for alphas to have multiple consorts, though it wasn't what Silas desired. Still, as an omega, this was the only way he could repay the baron's kindness. * Silas remembered what Alric was like back when they were at the academy. Cold, quiet, and someone who despised omegas. He knew what kind of fate awaited him and gave up on the kind of love he often read about in books. After all, real life wasn't the same as the fantasies penned by writers. Instead, Silas decided to prepare himself for decorating the "cage" he would live in—a life filled with the constant refrain of "at least, at least, at least." He would get used to it. He had to. But something felt different. Why was Alric treating him so differently now compared to the way he had back in school? Alric's eyes were filled with a tenderness and sorrow that Silas couldn't understand. It was the kind of look that made Silas want to hold him close. — (Read the info for more additions)

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to!'

Lena is the only daughter of the Russo family, one of the most powerful and feared mafia clans in the city. She has always dreamed of escaping her father’s control and living a normal life. But her fate is sealed when her father announces that he has arranged her marriage to Ezekiel, the son of the rival Moretti family. Lena is horrified by the prospect of marrying a man she barely knows, who is also her enemy. She soon discovers that Ezekiel has a dark secret that could endanger both of their lives. As the wedding day approaches, Lena must decide whether to obey her father’s orders, or to follow her heart and risk everything.

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

The devil has three rules. The first—never defy his orders. The second—never seek his face. The third—never try to leave. Elias learned these rules the moment he was sold. Born an Omega to a disgraced noble house, his future had never been his own. When his parents’ debts grew too steep, they handed him over as payment to the most feared Alpha in the kingdom—the Lord of Ravenspire. No one who enters Ravenspire ever leaves. No one has ever seen its master’s face and lived to tell the tale. Wrapped in shadows and whispers, he is known only as The Devil—a warlord, a monster, a man whose very name makes kings tremble. For years, Elias survived by keeping his head down, obeying the rules, and enduring the cold isolation of the keep. But when The Devil appoints him as his personal scribe, his world shifts. The unseen master who once seemed like a ghost begins to feel unnervingly real. A hand brushing too close. A voice low enough to send shivers down his spine. A presence that lingers even when unseen. And then there is the door at the end of the hall—the one no servant dares approach, the one locked tight as if guarding a terrible secret. Elias knows he should follow the rules. He knows he should never look. But curiosity is a dangerous thing. Because the moment he breaks the second rule… The Devil starts watching him back.m

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

As 21 years old Noah wakes up after his attempted suicide, he find out that he has transmigrated into the body of 14 years old Vasilisa, a young noble afflicted with the [Muddy Tongue] status effect preventing them from talking properly and thus using magic. Because of the many misconceptions linked to that status, he is now even more scorned and hated than he was in his previous life. Additionally, he is now in a girl's body—something he finds harder to adapts to than he would have thought at first. Thankfully, he soon find himself the ability to see "the blue", an ability allowing him to pull off critical hits at will. Will this ability allow him to make his way into this strange new world and prevent the ashes of war with demons to reinites themselves? Only the future can tell. ––– W.N : Only the future, huh ? XD Well, I am the author, the one who wrote this thing and this really formulaïc synopsis. The story, I hope, is anything but that, but you will be the judge there. Also, if subjects like suicide and depression makes you feel uncomfortable, maybe you shouldn't read this. The protagonist is not written to be the most positive person in the world and thr world is equally bleak. Expect a lot of violence as I think it somewhat make sense in a world obeying those rules. Also again, I will use game's terminologies without necessarily explaining them in details. Most explanations will be there to highlight how this universe's game mechanics differ from the usual ones. Will the hero/heroine, be OP ? Dunno. I would rather not and their ability isn't so rare to be fair. I have no idea if the main character should be considered a male or a female which is perfect. That's why it a male-lead book with the yuri (girl's love) tag. Now then, I only intended this to be a warning but I ended up rambling. Thank you for reading up until this point and I hope you will enjoy the book. X-)

In a world where power dynamics between Alphas, Betas, and Omegas dictate status and relationships, Rion an orphaned Omega, is desperate to save his younger brother Leon, who lies in a coma. Struggling to gather the funds for Leon's life-saving surgery, Rion strikes a deal with Jeakyung, a cold and dominant Alpha from an influential family. The deal comes with three unbreakable conditions: Rion belongs to Jeakyung, he must obey his every command, and-above all-he is forbidden from falling in love. Jeakyung harbors a deep disdain for Omegas for some reason. However, as their physical encounters intensify, so do the unspoken emotions between them. Despite the boundaries that were set, both Rion and Jeakyung find themselves drawn to one another in ways neither expected. Rion struggles with his growing feelings, hoping that Jeakyung might one day see him as someone beyond their deal . Meanwhile, Jeakyung is confronted by his own fears and past traumas that have shaped his view of love and trust. As tensions rise, secrets unravel, and outside threats loom, Rion and Jeakyung must navigate a complex web of power, desire, and forbidden emotion. Can love bloom in a world that has conditioned them to believe it doesn't exist? Or will the rules they created become the very thing that tears them apart? There also many other characters in this story who navigate their own journey. This is a story of vulnerability, crime, resilience, and the undeniable pull of the heart-no matter how broken or guarded it may be.

At St. Benedict’s Hospital, where the best and brightest hone their craft, a mystery lingers in the operating theatre. A man, whose hands move faster than thought, whose scalpel never hesitates, whose every decision turns the impossible into reality. His name is Dr. Lin Kai, a surgeon of staggering brilliance—feared by rivals, respected by colleagues, and utterly unshaken in the face of life and death. His skills defy expectations, his methods rewrite textbooks, and his success rate is unparalleled. Yet, whispers in the corridors suggest he is not the true anomaly. There is another. A figure seldom seen in the spotlight. One who never stands at the podium, never claims recognition, and never signs her name on a medical license. She does not wear a doctor’s coat, nor does she belong to any official record. And yet—when she speaks, the world obeys. Surgeons, battle-hardened by years of practice, find themselves questioning the very foundation of their craft in her presence. Procedures crumble and reform under her gaze, limitations dissolve with her guidance, and medicine bends—not to luck, nor faith, nor fate—but to something no one can explain. Some call it a miracle. Some call it madness. Some refuse to call it anything at all, for fear of understanding too late.

18+ HAREM With Some ###### Ren was a 18-year-old boy who lived with his father in a broken-down house. He was struggling with poverty. One day, while he was returning home with his hard-earned money, a speeding car hit him, and he died. Then, he was reincarnated in another world where he received powers, and that world was filled with adult content. Ren Gained mind control powers,which allow him to control any lady or girl and have sex with them. If someone Did not obey his command, Ren seed would enter them. Without Their permission. NAME- (REN) AGE- 18 Power- Mind Control, Cursed power, Most powerful. DEVIL CLASS - There are many devils living in this world who kill and eat normal humans. Ren has to kill those devils, drink their blood and take out the blue crystal from inside the bodies of those devils. His penis is related to devil blood,His penis will not become erect until he kills the devil and drinks his blood. He has to complete dangerous missions. Ohh YEHHH... This monster has four breasts and looks terrifying, but I will control it. This is a story of banging women all the time, and lots of them. (BECOME MY SERVENT) "OK MASTER" Take off your cloth and bend down" keep your tissue with you. From 60 to 70 chapters we will learn about the creation of the new world and about the characters in it. You may find the first 70 chapters boring. But you will enjoy reading it and after 70 chapters you will read the story with great interest because you will not be able to leave it. The grammar may be a bit off in the beginning chapters but it is definitely worth reading. milf-smut-harem-mature-anal-BDSM-threesome-foursome.

18+ Sexual content warning ##### Upon entering the virtual gaming world, Kaito finds himself armed with a unique and thrilling ability: mind control powers that make him a force like no other. Instantly, he becomes a Harem God, drawing countless characters to him—warriors, mages, and legendary beauties alike, all irresistibly drawn to his command. Each one willingly follows him, enchanted by his charisma and the boundless power he wields over their minds. But Kaito's journey is far from easy. The virtual world is filled with dark forces, formidable devils, and ruthless enemies, each more dangerous than the last. He faces relentless battles, each fight sharpening his skills, unlocking hidden strengths, and amplifying his powers. With every devil he vanquishes, Kaito grows more formidable, evolving into an unstoppable entity in the virtual world. Kaito Asura, blinded by arrogance, met his demise during a fierce battle, underestimating his opponent's strength. However, his story did not end there. Reincarnated into another world, Kaito retained his cursed powers and godlike abilities. Determined to rise again, he began leveling up, seeking ultimate supremacy in this new realm. As he conquers foes and his harem grows, Kaito's reputation becomes legendary. He is not just a Harem God but a fierce, indomitable warrior who wields both charm and raw power, a hero destined to rule over the virtual realm with an iron grip and a devoted following. This is a story of banging women all the time, and lots of them. If Anyone who refuses to obey my orders will die. and will got my holy seed Without their permission. milf-smut-harem-mature-anal-BDSM-threesome-foursome.

(Warning 18+) Zuri is forced to obey the wishes of her father, who wants her to marry Liam Hayes, a wealthy man she has never met. Rumor has it that Liam is an ugly, scarred old man who abuses the women around him. After breaking up with her boyfriend, Zuri had a drunken accident. When she woke up, she could suddenly hear other people's thoughts! She could hear what the nurses caring for her were thinking, even if they didn't say it. This strange incident added to Zuri's burden. Despite the accident, her father's decision has not changed. Zuri must still marry Liam, an old and fat man she has never met. What will happen to Zuri? Will she find happiness in this forced marriage? Or will she be trapped in a never-ending nightmare?

The imperial city was bathed in the soft, golden light of dawn. The air was crisp, filled with the sweet scent of blooming cherry blossoms. But amidst the peaceful atmosphere, a sense of unease settled over the palace. In the heart of the imperial residence, Zoe stood before an ornate mirror, her eyes fixed on the reflection staring back at her. She was the emperor's trophy wife – a woman chosen for her beauty, her grace, and her ability to produce an heir. As she gazed at her reflection, Zoe's thoughts drifted back to the night she was chosen by the former emperor for the future king due to the deal her rivals father made with the outgoing king.She is just a college girl full of hope and dreams with broken past, Her already messed up life is about to taken on apart that it has no means of sailing.But for now, she would have to play the role assigned to her. She would have to smile, to nod, and to obey. For in the world of the imperial court, one misstep could mean disaster. Benito Fernandez is Italian youngest and most popular playboy for his carefree attitude and ever alluring charm. Girls would give themselves up just to see him flash a smile at them but they are just a tool for passing off time no feelings attached. His father comeback into his life is giving his life a big blow as a mere playboy turns to a king and an harlot's child becomes his most important treasure. * What was the transaction between her rivals father and the king, who is this rival? * How will she cope with her new life reality? A story were deep seethed secrets are hidden beneath the ground No one to trust, Love is a forbidden sin and Betrayal rules the land, Who is the Saint? Watch how she struggle for her life and freedom? Can she conquer the darkness for love with no where and no one to turn to or will the darkness conquer her pulling her into the deepest abyss.?

Seventeen-year-old Laylah Le Croix has a rich father, mansion, and servants. Yet she is lonely and neglected. Her father would rather work than speak to her. At the academy she is bullied and mistreated. When Weres attempt to kidnap Laylah, she is saved by the mysterious Donil Silentshadow. Donil rouses feelings in Laylah that make her question her life and her father's animosity toward her handsome rescuer. Confused by these emotions, she seeks answers from those closest to her and is rebuffed. She must make a choice. Obey her father's edicts or follow her heart to learn the truth about her past.

Clara, upon dying, found herself lying in an unfamiliar bed within an unfamiliar room, with lots of unfamiliar faces greeting her, being addressed as someone who is very important in a whole nation. Only to found out that she have entered the book she used to read when she was in her previous world. And not just that, but as someone who is fated to die and kill herself because of her family's ill treatment towards her! However, as she live with her family, she realizes something...that the things that are happening with her current life is completely different from the book! How is she going to live in that world not knowing what's going to happen next?! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Hii! Cat here! I just want to tell everyone that English is not my first language, so my choice of words may not be related to what I'm trying to imply. But, I'm sure that I'll get better as I continue writing this story. Please bear with me! By the way, the image on the book cover is not mine and I only found it from Pinterest! If the owner wants me to take it down, please notify me and I'd gladly obey! Additionally, the setting of my story is not placed in Earth but in a different world, only thought of and created by my little brain. Everything about this universe will be explained as the story goes by, so please look forward to it! Thank you! - cathcatya

"I'll let my men fuck you before I drain every last drop of blood from your body, princess," I felt like my soul left my body hearing the vampire king's menacing voice. "I am the one who revived you, you should obey me," I countered even though my knees threatened to give away beneath me. "Obey?" His lips twisted into a cruel smile. "Maybe you are not understanding your situation, you were promised to me since birth but you filthy werewolves dared to betray us, now I'll show you what hell feels like," I staggered backwards as the realization hit me- I was now trapped in the hands of this red eyed beast.

Abyss Marhxist is a reincarnated soul. After his unfortunate death in his previous life, he wanted to live an even quieter life the 2nd time around. But life never seems to go as planned for him. At his Acceptance Ceremony, he realizes a few unsettling truths about his new life, and why he was brought to this world. The only problem is, he hates the predictable tropes for isekai animes, and wants no part in any of it. He is faced with two choices: Obey the will of the Gods. Or Become public enemy #1. "Being the Villian of my own story doesn't sound all that bad..." Abyss smirked, darkly.

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.

ON HIATUS!!! THE AUTHOR CAN'T UPDATE IT FOR NOW. All I wanted was a simple life: love, shelter, food, my hobby of motorcycling. But fate granted me wealth and power, shackling my freedom. Forced into a life of social expectations and heir training, I obeyed for my family's honor and my love for them as Honor and Pride were unshaken pillars of my family. Despite not being strict, they didn't mess around with traditions. To me, they were my heroes, pillars of kindness. Yet the very target of their kindness, the people they saved and protected, became the ones who burned them to their death. Betrayal tore them from me, shattering the good heart they cultivated in me and plunging me into darkness. Only one question left: What do I do!? Revenge!! That's what my heart shouted at me as my heart turned cold. Can I reclaim the heroism they instilled in me, or am I destined to become the villain that grew within me? __________ This novel might have slower or faster pacing in some places. The first volume focuses more on the MC's backstory. The villain's acts and deceptions will be in the second volume. Regarding romance, I haven't added a tag yet. Let's see how the story goes and whether there's a need for romance. I'm still new to writing, so please bear with me. Tell me your suggestions via comments. Thank you! Join my Discord: https://discord.com/invite/B7yZHuXAe2 (Book Cover- credit goes to Forteller)