Viking Erotica

When the Vikings razed Eldhame, they left behind ash, ruin—and a boy king with no crown. Raised in hiding by a loyal soldier and a silent blade of the old court, Uthred was forged in fire, sharpened by loss, and trained for vengeance. Now grown, he returns not as a child, but as a spark set to ignite rebellion. But reclaiming a kingdom is only the beginning. Old gods stir beneath ice and stone. Empire sails darken the eastern horizon. And prophecy whispers that Uthred’s bloodline may bring either salvation—or apocalypse. As war erupts across coasts, courts, and continents, Uthred must lead allies he cannot fully trust, protect a people who barely remember his name, and guard the child who may one day eclipse him. Steel can kill kings. But only fire can make one.

Pierre dies reading terrible pirate erotica, then gets isekai'd into that same story by mysterious forces. Choosing to become a pirate to avoid the plot, he receives an incubus-like power that grows stronger by draining essence through intimate contact - the exact type of ability he'd criticized as lazy writing. Now he must survive in a world where the overpowered protagonist Jack Steelheart is hunting him, the government wants him dead, and his own power forces him to become everything he once mocked. Sometimes the worst clichés are the ones that keep you alive. -------- NO NTR! NO YURI! --------

Leon Walker, a jaded genius from the modern world died… embarrassingly, thanks to the notorious Truck-Kun. But fate wasn't done by his death. Born again in war-torn Galvia, he finds himself inside the powerful, yet decaying body of Duke Leon Moonwalker, one of the great and powerful Dukes of Moonstone kingdom. Just as hope is lost, a cheeky voice purrs in his brain: "[Supreme Spouse System Activated]" The Rules are simple: seduce. conquer. rise. Each woman he conquers makes him stronger — gifting him their abilities, bloodlines, and precious talents. The stronger (and more deadly) the woman, the better the reward. With a wicked smile and a system designed for power and pleasure, Leon dances through lethal politics, seduces war lady’s, Nobel-woman and queens alike, and brings down empires with a wink and a sword. Strength is the law in Galvia. Leon? He'll rewrite the rules — one stolen kiss, one conquered throne at a time. Because when you're charming, deadly, and a little bit crazy. why just survive, when you can own everything? --------------- Author’s Note: Give it a shot — read a few chapters and see if Leon’s crazy journey grabs you! If you enjoy the twists, the powerful moments, and the heat, don’t forget to leave a review, power stones, or a comment! Your support helps me bring even more madness, romance, and epic battles to life! Let’s build Leon’s legend together! ------------------ [Genre: Harem/ Romance/ Erotica/ Mature/ Adult/ Political Intrigue/ Fantasy/ Dark Fantasy/ Adventure/ Action/ Isekai/ Power Fantasy/ Thriller/ Anti-Hero Protagonist/ Loyal Harem] ---------------------- Discord server : https://discord.gg/d6MTBdPV message if you have any suggestions for my story.

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

Isabel was devastated and distraught after receiving a sincere rejection from her boyfriend. Although she had intended to spend the holiday at her grandmother's house, she ended up becoming involved with a stranger and having a one-night stand with him. When her mom introduced her fiance to Isabel, she was shocked to discover that her step father, Mr Walton had a son who turned out to be Derek– the guy she had a one night stand with. Isabel struggled with her affections for Derek and the knowledge that he would one day become her stepbrother. Anticipating her first shift, she hoped to find her mate and get over her feelings for Derek. What happens when an unexpected twist occured and she discovered that Derek was her true mate? As she tried hard to distance herself from him because she saw him as nothing more than her stepbrother, will she continue to ignore the bond with him? What happens when Derek's true identity as the Alpha's son was finally revealed? And what happens when more secrets come to light about why he and Isabel were fated together?

[You have become the master of the Warden Mansion.] [Your first quest is to refine mana from one of your maids by having intercourse with her.] [Current Quest: “The Dragon Guardian’s Predicament” – Aid Skytianeus, The Guardian of Dragons, and preserve the fragile balance between humans and dragons.] [Reward: Your mansion gains the power to travel between worlds.] Nineteen-year-old gamer Jett Talon awakens on an emperor‑sized bed to discover he now commands a mansion filled with exquisitely loyal and gorgeous maids. His first bond with Mia—an elegant elf who embodies every fantasy—ignites a storm of mana in his veins, crowning him Ruler of Heavens and Storm and unlocking the mansion’s ever‑deeper layers of magic and dungeon‑like rewards. But pleasure is only the gateway. As the new Warden, Jett must answer the summons of Skytianeus, a three‑millennia‑old dragon whose race faces extinction and open war with humanity. Taking the Guardian’s oath drags Jett into world‑spanning politics, Harbinger‑spawned catastrophes, and system quests that test strategy as fiercely as stamina. Now every passionate encounter grows his power, every awakened maid becomes a battlefield ally, and every choice tips the scales of an impending conflict. Erotica fuels the rise—but destiny demands a storm‑forged lord ready to defend two worlds, or see them both burn.

The fjord, the calm sea, reflected the leaden clouds in the sky, and flocks of ravens circled back and forth, indicating that a biting cold wind was about to blow south. This is the first scene that the protagonist sees when he travels to Northern Europe in the 9th century AD. He becomes an ordinary self-taught farmer who has only a barren and abandoned wheat field. For hundreds of years, the glory of the Roman Empire crumbled to dust, the world fell apart, and kings fought each other. In this turbulent and dark Middle Ages, his first task is to survive, and then find a way to put an end to this chaotic world...

The Unfaithful Hour is an unflinching, emotionally explosive contemporary erotica novel that charts the journey of radical female and queer liberation through the language of the moan — not just as pleasure, but as protest, pain, memory, and power. The story unfolds in the urban corridors of Hyderabad, where Rekha, a magnetic, sexually awakened woman, creates a private space known as 302A, which becomes ground zero for a quiet revolution — one moan at a time. Her sudden death leaves a void, but it births a greater wildfire: the rise of Archa, her soft-spoken admirer, who inherits not just Rekha’s mattress but her mission. As Rekha’s moaning rituals begin to resurface through Mandiram Rahasya, a temple-space for erotic healing and unapologetic self-expression, women gather — broken, abused, silenced, and violated — to reclaim their bodies through shared rituals of pleasure and rage. Through Veera, a fiery survivor of childhood abuse, and Witness, a guilt-ridden writer and former voyeur, the novel explores the diverse ways sexuality can both liberate and haunt. With each chapter, the tone intensifies: Women moan not just in ecstasy but in grief. Men moan in shame. Children ask if bleeding is part of coming. And Rekha — though dead — begins to possess them all, not as ghost but as gospel. Eroticism is rendered in visceral Telugu slang, raw gestures, and explicit detail, layered with unapologetic feminism, anti-patriarchal rage, and spiritual catharsis. From public rituals that bring riot police to their knees, to handwritten letters that reduce entire communities to tears, the novel refuses to choose between the sacred and the sexual — it makes them one. At its heart, The Unfaithful Hour is not just about sex. It’s about what sex remembers. It’s about reclaiming the hour the world stole from every moaning woman — and making it unfaithful to shame.

This story is historical fiction with a touch of magic. Viking raids began in the late 8th century, particularly in the Western Isles and the Northern Isles of what is now Scotland and with attacks on monasteries and coastal towns in what is now Ireland. This story follows Deirdre O Cleirigh, a young girl in the idyllic village of Ulster, who dreams of adventure and heroism beyond her modest upbringing. Growing up in a land threatened by Viking invaders, her childhood is shaped by tales of courage and resilience passed down through generations. As the Vikings attack, Deirdre's spirit emboldens throughout her turbulent youth; compelled by the need to protect her family and home, she becomes a skilled warrior. As the siege intensifies, she gathers a coalition of warriors and citizens, inspiring them with her unwavering resolve and leadership. The turning point comes when Deirdre realizes that victory can only be achieved through the unity of all the people of Ulster—not just her warriors. Rallying the citizens, she empowers them to join the fight, tapping into their shared heritage and strength. Together, with the aid of local druids and her innate tactical skills, they craft a counter-offensive strategy to reclaim their city and their country. In a climactic battle, Deirdre leads her forces against the Viking stronghold, demonstrating courage, tactical acumen, and the power of community. Despite heavy sacrifices, the united front of citizens and warriors overwhelms the Vikings, forcing them into retreat. As the dust settles, Deirdre stands as a triumphant leader—heart heavy with the cost of victory but filled with hope for the future. Through her journey, Deirdre transforms from a frightened girl into a revered leader, fostering a new order in Ulster dedicated to fairness and resilience. The story highlights themes of unity, sacrifice, and the strength found in community, establishing a foundation for lasting peace and the flourishing of Ulster under her leadership. This is her story.

"When the old gods are forgotten, they do not die—they wait." In the year 1025, the Viking Age wanes. Iceland bows to Christ. The Althing governs by law. And the gods of old fade to whispers. But in the far Westfjords, something stirs. Vetrúlfr Úllarson, a former Varangian captain and exile, returns from the East with foreign gold, forgotten warcraft, and a hunger no man can name. He comes not in peace, but to raise Ullrsfjörðr from ash and ice; building walls, carving runes, and waging war on behalf of a dying faith. From Reykjavík to Aachen, rumors spread: a ghost walks the North once more. Some call him the son of Ullr. Others, a wolf-cloaked demon. But all will know his name. and when the Valkyries call, he will answer.

[WARNING: EXTREMELY GRAPHIC CONTENT] When a jaded male prostitute dies and awakens in the decadent golden city of Prismillya, he finds himself at the bottom of a brutal underground caste system where slaves are ranked, owned, and traded like currency. Reborn in the delicate, cursed body of Loona—a femboy succubus marked as "Guttermeat"—he’s locked in the lowest level of a prison brothel-city ruled by lust, power, and cruelty. But Loona has one secret: with every body he conquers, he steals a piece of his partner’s strength. Armed with wit, seduction, and a thirst for revenge, Loona decides he won’t just survive this hell—he’ll fuck his way to the top. ------------------------------------------------------------------ I started writing this upon request from multiple people. This novel is pure smut, plain and simple, but will include some amount of plot just for the sake of it. If you want to read a novel balancing smut and story in a similar light, check out my primary novel "My Femboy System." This novel takes place within the same universe just so you know. Also, before you ask me, yes, I need to be registered into a mental hospital. Happy reading! Updates will be once a week for this one. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Additional tags: Dark Fantasy, Erotic Fantasy, Smutty Isekai, Gothic Dystopia, Prison Break, Queer Fantasy, Urban Dungeonpunk, Slave System Hierarchy, Fantasy Erotica, Magical Realism

No safe words. No limits. Just raw, wicked pleasure. Step into a world where boundaries don’t exist, only desire does. This collection of scorching short stories takes you from moonlit rooftops to steamy locker rooms, from public restrooms to private fantasies. Threesomes, breath play, BDSM, and irresistible encounters collide in explosive tales that promise to leave you breathless. Whether it’s a secret tryst with an ex lover, a scandalous game with an athlete, or a lust-fueled session in zero gravity, a fuck by the pool, each story delivers unfiltered, unrelenting heat. Wild. Wet. Wanton. You’ve never read sin like this before. If you’re not dripping by the end of each tale, check your pulse. Content Warning: This book is dark, raw, and unapologetically explicit. It explores the deepest, most tantalizing corners of desire, pushing boundaries and playing with power. For those ready to indulge in their darkest fantasies. If you know you don’t have a partner, don’t read. Haha, just kidding. It’s for everyone above or at 18 years of age. It will leave you hot and bothered, craving sinful things.

The most eclectic epic ever inspired! "If she feels pain, then I'll make sure you all do..." With the whole globe snowed over, humans are no longer on top of the ladder. A matter creating dragon, and violent crystal/ice aliens, sizes ranging from the average human to towering monsters large enough to squash cities, have forced humanity into various locations of hiding. The chaotic new world gives the opportunity for several members of a manipulative, 8th century witch clan to reveal themselves and save the most meek of humans. Each woman using a form of magic which has secretly coexisted with humanity, to take control of the post-apocalyptic world as Mafia Bosses, Dictators, modern day Conquerors, and other forms of ruling leadership. All in an attempt, not to save humanity, but to prove which is the strongest amongst them. Meanwhile, in the three years after the initial invasion, a few humans have begun to not only fight back against the ice aliens, but some choose to become hosts and acquire unique abilities after slaying one of these bloodthirsty, unconventional extraterrestrials. Shortly before leaving their sanctuary/apocalypse training academy, two friends, Katsu and Saku, are reunited as an academic squad, but the polar opposite personalities are chosen by the last surviving "Creator of Humanity". Both boys 'blessed' as hosts for their universe's contemporary forces and use their "God abilities" to achieve their own (secretly combative) goals. Accompanying them is Shelly, the last surviving descendant to the greatest 'unknown' Scandinavian sword fighter. After being revealed of her destined lineage, and the otherwise "mythical" history of her highly respected grandmother from the Viking/Valkyrie Age, Shelly is determined to retrieve all of her slain grandmother's stolen weapons from the both physically and magically gifted covenant of aforementioned witches. With overpowered witches now trying to gain control over societies, humans gaining powers from the same alien monters who originally threaten them, as well as a secretive psychopath pulling the strings of chaos, in order to save only himself and his precious friend at the end of it all, can love conquer all, or will their love conquer us all? "If you have a beloved purpose you can't live a day without, do you truly have any freedom to live? If you have complete freedom to act however, or say whatever you desire, do you truly have any purpose worth caring about to protect?" ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ [All art is not done by AI but by my good friend Amon-kun] ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ WARNING/DISCLAIMER: This series uses ætiological mythopoeism to spotlight coincidental parallels between various religious scriptures, and scientific theories but is in no way discrediting or belittling the beliefs of others whether that be Creationist or Evolutionist. The views, ideas, and conversations between characters aren't in any way meant to change anyone's beliefs. The conscious use of certain psychological elements from theistic ideology and out of context holy verses is only to support this fictional plot and it's characters. As well as aid the reader as to how one could theoreticize or philosophicize the plot. Instead of using various conflicting ideologies to shame or undermine those who believe, the intention is for deeper thinking and uniting those who believe peace and tranquility between humanity is most important above all.

My first ON will try my best not to screw it up. Synopsis: A young man dies by getting pushed in front of the train by a strange shadow. He awakens in the Nothingness were the Judge of all Gods takes interest in him because of the history the soul of the young man contains. He sends the young man out so he can find the protagonist's murderer while letting the protagonist live a new life in the era of the Three Kingdoms. Basically our MC will be traveling from Era to Era starting with the Three Kingdoms. He will be living under the Vikings, participate in the 100-year-old War between France and England and many more before he reaches his goal. The Cover was made by The_Kings_Author. Thank you for making it for me.

Genres: Erotica · Comedy · Romance · Love · Drama Rated: Mature | Spicy. Savage. Soft. Tagline: They were never supposed to fall. They were just supposed to fuck. Ziannah “Zih” Miller is the kind of girl your mother warned you about—rich, reckless, dangerously gorgeous, and always three cocktails ahead of heartbreak. Peter “Pet” Jacobs? He’s the guy who can make you laugh, scream, and beg… all before breakfast. They’ve been best friends since high school—flirty, toxic, and tangled in a situationship built on midnight texts, drunken confessions, and orgasmic mistakes. No labels. No pressure. Just chemistry that could burn down cities. But one Friday night... everything changes. From hot tubs to hangovers, from teasing glances to tangled sheets—Zih and Peter are forced to face the truth: It was never just physical. Love doesn’t knock. It crashes the party in heels and leaves its earrings in your bed. If you’re into steamy tension, savage banter, filthy-soft love, and best-friends-to-lovers done right—Friday Night is your next guilty obsession.

[LitRPG / Isekai / Adventure / Action / Comedy] Inspired by Mushoku Tensei, God of War, Bloodborne, Elden Ring & Warhammer 40k. Zen Hawthorn is a strange fellow, born with a curse that makes everyone question his sanity. In a cruel twist of fate, he embarks on a journey to avenge his grandfather; further unlocking the mysteries of the world he lives in.  Join him on an action-adventure-romcom journey filled with Demons, celestials, and cosmic beings as he narrates from his humble beginning to the prevention of the Demon King's resurrection and more. Beware of plentiful memes, Easter eggs, and references found within. This story contains Japanese folklores, Norse & Greek mythology along with Elves, Demons, Reptilians, Vikings and Dragons. Have fun reading! Book 1 - Not An Isekai Story (Completed) [Rewritten] Book 2 - Not An Isekai Story Unshipped (In Progress) Book 3 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story (Coming Soon) Book 4 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story Unlimited (Coming Soon)

I accidentally summoned a succubus. Now she won't stop begging for my cock. When university professor and amateur occult dabbler James Weller jokingly joins his friends in a drunken summoning ritual, he doesn’t expect results. He especially doesn’t expect her—naked, kneeling in his bed, eyes glazed like she’s been starved for years. She's a succubus, and she's his. Cock-obsessed. Disobedient. Addicted. And the more he punishes her, the deeper she submits. But what starts as a wet dream spirals when James discovers two things: He’s descended from a bloodline that was never meant to be human. The Incubi of her world want their favorite plaything back—and they’re willing to kill for it. 300+ chapters of raw heat, obedience training, psychological domination, supernatural war, and one unbreakable rule: She only comes for him. Or not at all. (For the lovers of plot meets erotica)

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

A boy from modern earth died and reborn in the world of sword and magic. The clan he is born into is similar to the viking warriors from earth. The boy although believing the clan to be strong, he also believe they are reckless, not to mention, the dire need of magicians to heal wounds, as there aren't many shamans in the clan. Thus, the boy made the decision to protect the clan using his knowledge and make it most formidable force in the continent. PS: I do not own the picture.

Marq is a well known author who lives a simple life. He feeds the homeless, volunteers and donates large sums of money to charity that is until his life comes to an unforeseen stop. Now floating in-between the plane of life and death Marq must pave a future for himself.

this was the very first story I ever wrote, I mostly did it for fun so it ain't great but hopefully u like it, George is ur average guy with a boring and introverted life wat happens when he gets himself taken to a place where the word introvert don't even exist Join George and his new found dominating companion Phoenix as they kick butt and try to make George a sex king A young man with no social skills is thrust into an unknown world filled with magic ,monsters, and pleasure as the king with Phoenix by his side to guide him and stabilize the kingdom till the real king is returned but as he learns to love his new home his insecurities arise threatening to break him, will the bonds made keep him afloat yo brave any challenge with alot of sexual energy and pleasure along the way please note this story is rated 18+ cuz it involves sexual content, BDSM a little bit of violence, mature language , please be warned it's weird, crazy, strange but fun nd if ur like me nd love everything strange let's go The story is kinda fast paced so try to keep up

The cold stone hall was dimly lit with flickering torches. Shadows stretched long across the floor. At the far end of the room, the King sat high on his throne, surrounded by High Lords, Generals, and Counselors. Silence hung thick in the air as the Ice Viking entered. He stood in the center, arms at his side, eyes forward. “Viking,” the King called from his seat. Varnok didn’t move. “Yes,” he replied flatly. One of the High Lords stood up in anger. “In the presence of your King—you kneel!” The knights draws their Swords. Varnok stayed still. “You’re not my king,” he said calmly. The King raised a hand. The knights lowered their swords. “Let him be,” the King said, leaning forward. “Ice Viking… step forward.” Varnok walked slowly across the cold stone floor. “There is war between the Vikings and this kingdom,” the King said. Varnok kept walking. “It’s your kingdom,” he answered. “That has nothing to do with me.” The lords murmured in outrage. “You think they’ll stop there?” the King asked, raising a hand for silence. “You know what those animals are like. Vikings… they don’t stop until they’ve burned everything to ash.” “And yet I’ve protected the village just fine,” Varnok said. “Without your help. Like it’s always been.” “Without my help, there’d be no village to protect,” the King snapped. “There is a village,” Varnok said, meeting his eyes. “And not once have you offered it your help.” “King... please. What an excuse.” The king nodded toward the general standing beside him. Without hesitation, the general stepped forward and struck Varnok across the face. Then a second punch to the stomach. Finally, a heavy kick to the leg. Varnok dropped to one knee. “Good,” the King said, tipping his goblet and pouring wine over Varnok’s head. “Like the animal you are.” Murmurs filled the hall. > "What an animal." "Fits clearly—a dog." "All Vikings should just die." "Disgusting things." The King laughed with joy as he was Pleased by the words of the people. He leaned forward again, with his voice low. “Maybe we should start with your wife… and child.” The room fell into a deadly stillness. Varnok’s eyes snapped open—glowing bright, ice-blue. A shiver cut through the entire hall. The ground began to vibrate. Goblets trembled. Torches flickered lower. Then came his voice—cold, deep, inhuman. Like the cracking of ancient glaciers. “If a single breath so much as brushes their skin…” “I will bring down such ruin upon this kingdom that even the crows will starve for lack of flesh. I will freeze your rivers. Silence your bells. And watch your palace rot from the inside—As your screams echo in halls no one dares enter. Pray your tongue forgets their names… before I remember yours.” No one moved everywhere was silent. Even the air seemed too afraid to stir.

Hi, I’m Alpha Sirius—yes, the one you know from The Mistress and the Five Alphas and Do Me, Alpha. I’ve heard your requests, my dear fans, and I’m back with more! Here’s a tantalizing glimpse into my escapades, exploring passion and pleasure with my lovely human companions. Get ready for a wild ride through my most unforgettable adventures in the bedroom!

☀️ The Sixth Sun Rises in Blood and Iron What is the Sixth Sun? According to Mexica prophecy, the world has lived through five great eras — five suns — each ending in catastrophe. The Sixth Sun is the age of rebirth, forged in blood, fire, and will. It is not granted. It is taken. ⸻ Ehecatl was just fifteen — a youth of the Mexica people — when he died. Or so it seemed. In truth, the mind behind those eyes belongs to a 21st-century Mexican-American man. He had a good life: family, comfort, freedom. But in his heart burned a fascination with the ancient Mexica — what others call the Aztecs. Like many dream of Rome or the Viking age, he yearned for the days of obsidian blades and pyramids rising above the lakes of Tenochtitlan. He got his wish. Reborn in the body of a boy on the edge of history, he quickly learns that the world he idolized is nothing like the myths — it’s brutal, beautiful, and unforgiving. This is not a romanticized empire. This is a land where survival is earned with blood, where gods demand sacrifice, and where ideals will break before they bend. ⸻ Now he faces a choice: Cling to modern morals and perish… —or evolve and conquer. With only one advantage — a mind that works like Google and Ai— he begins a ruthless campaign of survival, strategy, and statecraft. He will not just survive the birth of the Sixth Sun. He will shape it.

After the Century War between the Vampires and the Elves, The prince of vampires attempts to make peace with the princess of elves. Due to both parents being murdered because of the war, both have to find a humane solution to create peace with their respected people. This novel is an Erotica. Sexual themes and sexual scenes occur frequently within the plot. You must be 18+ to read!

Mature Content!!! Wild, Steamy Gay stories that will leave you breathless and entranced. Different genres and different worlds, Sinful desires that leave us in pain and also make us wet and crave for more. Forbidden and Sinful, but still want more. Read “Sins That Makes Me Wet” A forbidden collection of Erotic stories.

(Mature Audiences 18+ Only - Contains Graphic Violence, Explicit Sexual Content, Cosmic Horror, and Profane Themes) She was a forgotten nightmare, a primordial demoness stirring from eons of slumber with one blasphemous goal: to birth a god-killer and drown the heavens in blood and ecstasy. LILITU, ancient mother of transgression, has had enough of the sterile, parasitic gods who rule creation. When a desperate cult in sin-drenched Babylon attempts a ritual to conceive a divine child, Lilitu seizes her chance. She doesn't just answer their prayers – she hijacks their pathetic orgy, choosing a terrified young cultist, LYRA, as the unwilling, then terrifyingly transformed, vessel for a power beyond all reckoning. This is no blessed virgin birth. This is a cosmic violation. Dragged into the lightless abyss beneath the city, Lyra becomes the first Womb of Flame. Her humanity is flayed, her body grotesquely, beautifully remade as she feeds on the souls of her former brethren, consumes the dying essence of a forgotten god, and communes with artifacts from the Outer Dark that whisper secrets of pain and pleasure intertwined. Every drop of stolen power, every scream of terror, every shudder of profane ecstasy, nourishes the INFERNAL HEIR gestating within her – a divine abomination destined to fuck the stars themselves into submission. Book I: Womb of Flame charts this unholy genesis. From a hijacked ritual in a subterranean hell, through the vessel's terrifying apotheosis, to the climactic, apocalyptic birth of a being whose first cry will be a declaration of war against all creation. Can one mortal girl survive becoming the mother of a monster-god? Can Lilitu's grand, rebellious design succeed against the might of entrenched divinities? And what happens when the Heir, once born, unleashes its own insatiable, terrifying desires upon a world unprepared for such exquisite damnation? Dive into a saga of explicit dark fantasy, demonic erotica, and cosmic horror where sin is salvation, pleasure is power, and the only true prayer is a scream of ultimate, soul-shattering release. The heavens will tremble. Babylon will burn. And you will never look at motherhood the same way again.

Journey through the kingdom of Hailes, where the legendary adventurers guild, the Eagle’s Song, is home to the renowned team Hacksilver! Brave the dangers with the Viking warrior Hraezlyr Freyson accompanied by his enchanting fairy companion Strawberry, the stealthy kunoichi Eri Clover, the enigmatic Fauster, and the mystical gunslinger Goldie Hunter as they embark on legendary quests in search of adventure and fortune!

f*ckibg shit. who would have thought that one day they might transmigrate into a game. not just any game but an erotica 19R BL dating sim. And as a man of values with his sextuality as straight as a ruler it was a night mare. A big fat one at that. at every other point there is a bed scene! who wants to be a moaning toy under some man's body? not me. I'll escape for sure! wait and see.