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That day, the breath of the great whale dispersed the fog, and a new era arrived. Chen Qi accidentally transmigrated into the steampunk-apocalyptic game world of 'New Sun,' starting with the monstrous talent "Deep Sea Affinity," where ancient deep-sea creatures saw him as one of their own. Although he possessed the talents of a monster, as a transmigrator, he still maintained the original intentions of humanity, striving to level up with the firm resolve to become a world-renowned Monster Hunter. Finally, after his relentless efforts, the popular Dove Times sharply commented: "From the ancient deep sea, a scoundrel with evil bloodlines who threatens witches with tentacles, the arrogant lone Emperor of the Fifth, who aims to conquer the Witch Sea!" False news, blatant false news! Even though he grew tentacles, threatened witches, raised sea dragons, collected tolls, and sang the death chorus with sea monsters. He was truly not of any Deep Sea Ancient God's bloodline but a dedicated and responsible Hunter. Chen Qi cut down the fleet before him and earnestly clarified.

[Original Work] A man who lived his life chasing nothing but pussy and tits meets an untimely death, only to awaken in a world where every woman looks like she stepped straight out of a fantasy. It was the moment when the Monarch of Lust took his first breath, destined to rise in a world where degeneracy reigns and harems are built, not given. --- [Warning: This novel is written by a certified retard. Reading further may result in permanent loss of brain cells, self-respect, and any faint desire to be a decent human being. Side effects may include chronic masturbation addiction and an uncontrollable urge to worship degeneracy.] [NTL, Cheating wives, Breastfeeding]

His word is law. No one dares to defy him. Feared by politicians, criminals, and the underworld alike, his name alone strikes terror into the hearts of men. A cold-blooded psychopath obsessed with red—the color of blood, the color of power. His enemies call him a monster. His people call him their king. But he doesn’t care. He is ruthless, calculated, and utterly merciless. They call him Red because of his piercing eyes, the color of fresh blood. Then there’s Bella—beautiful, sweet, and untouched by the darkness of the world. The innocent flower among her three sisters. But innocence doesn’t protect you from fate. When her father’s debt to the Blood Mafia Clan comes due, there’s only one way to pay her hand in marriage to the devil himself. Now, trapped in a world of crime, danger, and deadly power plays, Bella must survive the man who owns her. He is cruel, possessive, and terrifyingly obsessed with her. The only rule? No one touches what belongs to Vladimir Castillo. "I will never belong to you," Bella hissed, fire burning in her eyes. Vladimir stepped closer, his deep red eyes locking onto hers, his voice dark and unshaken. "You already do, Little Dove. You are mine." But as she fights to escape his grasp, one question remains—will she ever be free, or will she become addicted to the darkness that is Vladimir Castillo?

Dove Sterling, a twenty two year old CEO of one of the biggest Beauty companies in the country, and a mother of a three years old adorable little boy. She, one day four years, under the influence of a drug, given to her by a 'friend' by trick, spends a night with a complete stranger, whom she doesn't even remember. But days later, while she tries to forget about it, and wants to move on with life, her life comes to a screeching halt, when she finds out that she is pregnant! And if all this was any less of a problem, a bunch of people were always on her toes! Waiting for every opportunity to see her suffer. But Dove? she wouldn't ever let them have this luxury. Dante Lancaster, the owner of the world's largest security firm, and the heir of one of the richest families, finds himself head over heels with the unknown woman he had spent his first night with. She was almost itched into his mind. But a thunder broke above his head, when he finds out that, the girl was none other than the granddaughter of his saviour. Someone, he respected dearly. But that did not lessen his craze for her. He was obsessed. And then he learnt that she was pregnant with his child! And that was the moment, that he swore to make her his. But life happened, and things spiralled in such ways, that Dove went abroad, giving birth to her son there, while Dante kept fighting his demons, while keeping an eye on her. And after three years... Fate happened in such ways, that he had to protect her and he incharge of her and her son's safety. So will our Male Lead be able to use his chance and make the woman of his dreams all his, by heart and soul, while the little 'Mommy's protector' doesn't give him a break! His own son is being a trouble for him! Dante had a headache coming from his own blood

DING! Host cannot choose a class due to insufficient energy. DING! Energy source detected. DING! New Class: PUSSY TAMER has been unlocked! This novel is packed with intense and steamy scenes. If you're not into explicit content, this isn't for you. But if you're ready to embrace your manhood, step in and enjoy the ride!

Notice: Limitless The Strongest Revenant will be on Hiatus till May 2025. I will return afterwards to resume the novel. Enjoy the Read! - Yinghuo_392 ______ "If you intended to die anyway, don't die quietly like a pussy! Go out in a fucking blaze of glory!" That was the statement that changed my world forever. I was a loser in life. I died and got reincarnated into a Revenant. Revenants were people who defended the living from the dead. In exchange for a second life, they had one task and were blessed with one cheat ability. The task? To kick as much zombie ass as possible. Unfortunately, my cheat just made me "Rewind". It didn't give me super strength, speed or the ability to fly. Hell, it didn't even give me a way to fight! Without any way to kill zombies, I nearly died on my first day on the job! Back then I remember crying and puking all over the place like a little bitch. But while I started out like a little bitch, I didn't stay one. Dying full of regrets changed me you see. So much so that I made a promise. I refused to repeat my mistakes when I was human. Reborn as a Revenant, I will never bow down to anyone ever again. Unfortunately, these Revenant bastards were old school. Like they hacked zombies with swords and all that crap old school. As a man born in the USA, I saw no reason why I needed to follow their outdated way of thinking. The modern world had the superpower of gun powder and lead. So instead of swords, I came after every zombie I saw with guns. Like countries in the middle east, I proceeded to blow the motherfuckers to kingdom come. And surprisingly because of "Rewind", I found out I could never run out of ammunition. $200 for each kill. Hefty bonus for each area of hell liberated. What scared normal people shitless suddenly allowed me to earn millions every day. The richer I got the more "Freedom" I could unleash! Mortars, tanks, air strikes to even nukes. Backed by modern science and technology, I slowly but surely drove the undead back. Along the way, I met and saved seven heavenly beauties. And all of them fell in love with me. They were a little obsessive, scratch that, they were all fucking insane. My precious harem was comprised of nothing but Yanderes in every sense of the word. Still, I would willingly burn the entire world for any of them. For when I called, only my battle harem answered. And that was even before I learned of another secret. Exchanging bodily fluids with my girls gave me their cheats. Suddenly, in contrast to every Revenant in the world who only had one, I alone wielded eight. One from each girl plus my own. And so unfolded my 2nd life. Which eventually became my legend. Who am I you ask? I was born as John Smith. But these days not even my girls use that name. Both on Earth and in Hell everyone else just calls me Limitless. And I am the Strongest Revenant. *************************** Author Notes: Harem size: 7 | No NTR | No Yuri | No Grape Novel Focus: Action, Adventure, Urban Fantasy, Reincarnation, Dark, Weak to Strong, Battle Harem, Beautiful Heroines, YANDERE Heroine, Military, Loyal Subordinates, Kingdom Building, War, Politics, Conspiracies, Overpowered, Face Slapping, Tragedy, Character Development, Multiple POVs, Betrayal, Alternate Realities, Demons, Zombies, Superpowers, Tower Climbing, Tower Defense, Wish fulfillment. I have paid for and own the copyrights to both the cover and character images. Official Discord link https://discord.gg/7yxSzd3szy, See you there!

Overnight, the world's common sense changed. But then... "It's common sense that erect penises are cared for with wet pussies, right?" "Customer, shall I milk it for you? Or would you like to milk it yourself?" "We promised when we were young! That I'd become your ona**le!" This is more enjoyable than I thought? Harem | Erotic | Incest

[WARNING: HEAVY MATURE CONTENTS AND SLOW BURN] Suzy, a 21st century real estate agent woman, finds herself inexplicably transported to a ruthless noble family in a bygone era. Thrust into the role of the ostracized Cassandra, Suzy grapples with navigating courtly intrigue and a loveless arranged marriage to a cold, by the book, calculating Duke, Ryan. As a mysterious figure surfaces, threatening the kingdom, Ryan is tasked on investigating the happenings around. Suzy uncovers a web of secrets that challenge everything she thought she knew about Cassandra. Can they solve the historical puzzle while facing their growing feelings for each other (the Duke who is already becoming head over heels for her) in a world determined to keep them apart? Dive into this captivating slow-burn romance woven with historical intrigue and suspenseful mystery. [SPOILER: He fell first, fell harder, fell madder and she fell later.]

"But sir," she protested weakly, her voice laced with lust, "I thought... I thought that was my punishment." Mr. Kapoor chuckled darkly, his hand coming down in a swift slap that made her yelp. "Shut up," he barked, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "You're going to get more than you bargained for." His hand traced the reddened marks on her skin, his fingers lingering on the most sensitive areas. Shreya felt a shiver of anticipation as she bent over the desk again, her legs spread wide. She could feel the cool air against her wet pussy, her thong now soaked with his juices. Mr. Kapoor stepped closer, his hand moving to the small of her back, pushing her down even further. "You liked that?" he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "Yes, sir," she replied, her voice a breathless pant. She couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, but she couldn't deny the truth of them. Every part of her was on fire, desperate for more of his touch. Mr. Kapoor's hand slid down her back, his fingers toying with the waistband of her skirt. "You've been a very naughty girl, Shreya," he murmured, his voice a dark caress. "I think it's time for a more... creative punishment." Shreya's heart skipped a beat as she felt something cold and hard press against her pussy. She glanced over her shoulder to see Mr. Kapoor holding a highlighter, the neon pink color glinting in the light. "What are you doing, sir?" she asked, her voice a tremble. "Punishing you," he replied, his voice a low, dark promise. "And I want to hear you beg for it." He pushed the highlighter inside her, the plastic sliding easily through her wetness. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock and pleasure. It was an unusual sensation, something she had never experienced before. Mr. Kapoor began to move the highlighter in and out of her, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. "Tell me, slut," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "Does it feel good to have my highlighter in your cunt?" Shreya whimpered, unable to form coherent words. She had never felt anything like this before, the taboo nature of the act only heightening her arousal. "Y-yes, sir," she managed to stutter, her voice shaky. "It feels... it feels amazing." Mr. Kapoor chuckled, his hand moving the highlighter faster. "You're going to love what comes next"

{Check out my new novel, Misunderstood Villain: Heroines Mourn My Death} 'Born In Ruins' was a forgettable read. That was the only way Emir could describe the pages of the novel he had found himself reincarnated into. The young man barely knew anything, but the snippets he had recalled only caused him unending sorrow... As what awaited him was only tragedy and an early death. It was a depressing story, one that he had planned to flip on its head—all for his salvation. — In this post-apocalyptic world, monsters fought humans and cyborgs in a battle for survival on a scale greater than ever before. A world where innocence and death were a luxury, where the line between heroes and villains was razor-thin. Within its expanse, 'Ancient Clans,' 'Galactic Federations,' 'Factions', and 'Corporations' presided over colossal 'Ruins' that dwarfed the concept of life itself. Survivors of the 'Third World War' continuously dove into the 'Old World,' 'Hunting' for 'Relics' in any ruin that they could find on Earth, desperate to reclaim 'Lost' technology, to stand a fighting chance against the inevitable. But it appeared that 'Earthkind' had met their match. …However, Emir would never allow that fate to take its course. — Emir unraveled layers of the tale and realized the truth of the world. He acquainted himself with the rules of this game before it fully consumed him. And now... no longer content with mere survival, he sought to dominate over the very fabric of this unforgiving universe. Emir shall rise from the pawn he once was, seeking to unravel the mysteries that hounded him. The boundaries of 'Aether,' his father’s disappearance, the noose hanging above his family’s head, and of course… his starless destiny, a fate he longed to control. This pursuit would earn him the epithet: "Prince Of The Fallen." ---------------------------------------------- *Tags: Reincarnation ;), Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Magical Realism, Academy (Volume 3), Romance, Apocalypse, {Anti-Hero. Villain.} *Expect this novel to start slowly; it begins ramping up at the halfway point of volume 1. *The Magic System is introduced at the end of volume 1, read my review and Auxiliary chapter for more on that. *Warning: The main characters have emotions like proper humans. So don't expect your usual emo kid as the MC and come complaining later.

In a world beneath a fracturing Veil—a magical barrier trapping the Ethereal Lords—wild magic twists the land and awakens powers in Kaelith, a borderland scavenger. When she hears the Lords’ whispers through a Veilscrap shard, she’s hunted by the Order of the Saffron Flame, who guard the Veil, and the Shroudwalkers, who seek its ruin. As her ability to wield Veil-energy reveals her ties to its ancient creators, Kaelith must choose: mend the failing barrier or shatter it, risking chaos or redemption in a world on the brink.

The past of the story of Liam and Ivan.

The tale of explorers and the tale of deaths

It did not matter who you were. A noble’s blood, a scholar’s wisdom, a merchant’s wealth—none of it meant a damn thing inside the dungeons. Once you stepped beyond those gates, past the threshold where light faded and the unknown swallowed all, there was only one truth that mattered. The strong ruled. The weak perished. It did not matter if you were a prince or a beggar, a decorated warrior or a nameless fool. The dungeon did not care. It did not discriminate. It only tested, again and again, until your bones lay among the countless others who had thought themselves worthy. For most, dungeon diving was not a choice—it was survival. In this city of towering walls and endless ambition, men and women bled for the chance to carve their names into history. They fought for coin, for glory, for the slim chance of rising above their station. They fought because, in Dragnir, power was the only thing that truly mattered. Some dove for wealth, their eyes glimmering with the promise of fortune buried in the depths. Others sought fame, desperate for their names to be whispered in awe, their deeds recorded in legend. And then there were those who fought for power—not for riches, not for glory, but for strength itself. Because in the end, power was the only thing that meant anything. And so, they fought. Again and again, against monsters that never died, in dungeons that never emptied. They struggled, they endured, they bled, and still, the dungeons called for more. For some, the call was a curse. For others, a promise. But no matter the reason, no matter their fate—once they stepped inside, they belonged to the dungeon. And the dungeons… never let go. Right Dungeons, because it's not only one but Three of them with different kinds of hell to offer, will you dive?.

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

It all started with a dream and a single email. I’d been saving Bitc0in for years, hoping to buy my first home. On a rainy Tuesday, I received what looked like an urgent message from my wallet provider, asking me to verify my account details. The email was polished, the logo perfect, and the urgency felt real. Without thinking twice, I clicked the link and entered my credentials. It wasn’t until hours later, when I checked my wallet and saw a balance of zero, that the horror sank in. My 2.5 BTC, worth over $150,000, was gone. The scammer had drained it through a series of rapid transactions, scattering it across the blockchain like digital dust in the wind. I was devastated. My dream of homeownership vanished in a click, and I felt like a fool. Days blurred into a haze of panic and regret until I stumbled upon GrayHat Hacks online. Their testimonials spoke of miracles, st0len crypt0 recovered, lives restored. Desperate, I reached ou to them. They explained that while Bitc0in’s blockchain is public, tracing st0len funds is like finding a needle in a haystack. But they had the tools: proprietary software that could analyze transaction patterns, identify wallet clusters, and potentially link the scammer’s address to an exchange where the funds might be frozen. GrayHat Hacks dove into the blockchain, following the trail of my st0len Bitc0in as it hopped from wallet to wallet. They used advanced clustering algorithms to group addresses likely controlled by the same entity, narrowing down the scammer’s footprint. Then came the breakthrough: one of the wallets was tied to a known exchange. It was a tense few hours, but I eventually received the email I’d been praying for, my Bitc0in was recovered. GrayHat Hacks expertise turned what felt like an impossible loss into a second chance. They even took the time to teach me how to spot phishing scams, ensuring I’d never fall victim again. If you’re reading this, heart pounding after a crypt0 nightmare, know that GrayHat Hacks is the real deal. They’re not just technicians; they’re lifesavers, blending cutting-edge blockchain analysis with a human touch. My dream of a home is back on track, and I owe it all to them. You can reach out to them via email at grayhathacks@contractor.net or WhatsApp +1 (843) 368-3015 Website https://grayhathacksblog.wixsite.com/grayhathacks

Violet, a well-respected pediatrician in her office, has always been known by her friends as someone who is smiling, friendly, and always listens to others. This mask she created over the years after a painful romantic breakup. But one evening, everything in her life turned upside down. And the reason: Cameron Quincy.

The World Changed Overnight, Without warning, portals from other realms tore through the sky, opening gateways to nightmarish creatures that threatened to wipe out humanity. Cities burned. Nations crumbled. The monstrous invaders—ranging from grotesque goblins to towering beasts—massacred everything in their path. Amidst the chaos, a new force emerged: The Awakened—humans who mysteriously gained supernatural abilities in response to the invasion. Light burst from their bodies, fire ignited in their palms, water coiled into deadly spears, winds howled at their command, shadows shifted with their will. These resemble as Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Light, and Darkness—became humanity’s last hope against extinction. Kai Jin. A cold, intelligent high school student from Korea, Kai had long abandoned the idea of relying on others. Orphaned at a young age, he grew up alone in a modest apartment, surviving through sheer will and independence. His past trauma left him emotionally closed off, but beneath his calm, detached exterior, a fire burned—a refusal to ever be powerless again. Then, the portals opened, and his world turned upside down. The night was eerily silent. Kai sat in his dimly lit apartment, eyes locked on his laptop screen. The news was flooded with reports of strange anomalies appearing across the globe—massive gates hovering in the sky, creatures emerging from their depths. Some called it a phenomenon. Others called it the end of the world. Then— Scratch. Scratch. A faint noise echoed from the hallway outside his door. Kai frowned. His neighborhood was quiet at night—too quiet for random footsteps. Then— BAM! The apartment door slammed open. A goblin. Small, grotesque, with sickly green skin, jagged teeth, and glowing red eyes. It sniffed the air, its sharp claws twitching in anticipation. Kai’s breath hitched. His mind raced. He had no weapons. No powers. Nothing but his instincts. Move. Now. The goblin lunged. Kai grabbed the closest thing within reach—a wooden chair—and swung it with all his strength.The impact sent the creature stumbling backward, snarling in rage. His heart pounded. His hands trembled, but he forced himself to stay steady. He couldn’t afford to freeze. He had to kill it. Spotting a kitchen knife on the counter, he dove for it—just as the goblin recovered and charged again. At the last second, he twisted his body, dodging its claws, and in one swift motion— STAB! The knife sank into the goblin’s skull. It shrieked, its body convulsing violently before collapsing lifelessly to the floor. Kai stood there, panting. His clothes were splattered with dark, sticky blood. The room reeked of iron and death. Then— Ding! A floating, translucent system window appeared before his eyes. [Awakening Process Complete.] [Congratulations!] [You have awakened.] Kai’s eyes widened. His nightmare had just begun.

A young boy with white hair and cold blue eyes was looking down on a corpse. As he was sitting on a throne made of skulls and bones... And the corpse he was looking at was the corpse of the end boss 'Aerial.' Yes, you've heard, right! The end boss! This story is about a gamer - weeb boy 'Elendur' who was/is the top player of Seraph-Erylsium! A new VRMMORPG that was released five years ago. After glory 5 years Elendur reached the 1000th level and also the end game. But as he reached the end game, the system granted him a book, and the name of the book was 'Seraph world-trophy.' (Seraph world-trophy! Description:???) "Huh, what's that? No description. Is there a bug? Or may a unique item?" .... Do you want a character who isn't a pussy? Do you want a story where the character isn't an idiot and think about consequences? Do you want a story about an mc who knows how to hold back and when not? You've searched for a novel about a necromancer who cant summon skeletons? Then my novel is might something for you! My novel won't have a pussy character who will hesitate! I will try to make the mc strong but not too strong, I will try to make the story satisfying, and I will try to listen to all your suggestions and tips. But of course, and the most important I will try to write flawlessly! (This novel is with a system that won't be annoying! I don't know about the length of my book, but I can tell you about each chapter's length. Each chapter will have about 800-1400 words plus-minus. And English is not my mother language, so I write extra much in this synopsis for you guys to decide if you like my way to write or not.) A/N: Idea of mine. Cover found on Pinterest if you are the cover's owner, tell me immediately, and I will take it down.

CAUTION: TABOO Previous Title: Crippled Hier Wake up with a MILF system Zhang Fei was a degenerate looser back on Earth. He was crowned the Coomer King after jerking his way to victory in a twisted online test, only to get sucked into a void and thrown into a xianxia world of qi, sects, and hmm.....pussies. Reborn as a crippled heir, his body’s fucked—useless limbs, cock barely twitching—he’s stuck drooling over jade beauties he can’t touch, until........a window lights up in his life. “Welcome to the Crippled Heir MILF System." "Host! Ready to fuck your way to the top?” Hell yeah, he is. Task one? Get a hand job. His first conquest? A thick-ass MILF who calls herself “Mother,” her massive tits spilling qi-nourished milk into his mouth while she strokes his cock till he cums hard, fixing his broken ass with every sticky spurt. Now, fully healed, Zhang Fei’s out to steal every jade beauty, fuck rival sect bitches senseless and claim the fat legacy that he is supposed to have. The system dings with every thrust: “Mission: Bang your way to the top. Rewards: Qi Potion, badass moves, and more pussy.” Will he ascend to fuck the heavens or just fuck everything in his path? Spoiler: he’s doing both. Tags: R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Feet | Thick | Thicc | Loli | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Outdoors | Humiliation | Nymph | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action| Handsome MC | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Taboo|

A samurai, ill from a war long since passed, embarks on a harrowing journey across the continent to return his master's blade to the Isle of Mist. His sole companion is his master's estranged lover—an enigmatic monster-hunter-turned-hitman who hopes that, by joining the quest, he can redeem himself. The two find themselves entwined in an unlikely friendship brought together by shared grief, guilt, and hope. SFW, but does contain mature themes, sexual references, drug use/addiction, and violence.

The Tower of Dreams, a world locked in a tower system, a place that anyone with talent can go to in their dreams and then transfer it to the real world, be it power or treasure. Tied to a bed since young, a boy let himself lose into this world where everyone can be whatever they like, where family ties mean little and physical conditions have no use, as anything could be healed if you looked at the right place. Dove Abaddon was frail of nature, but the day he finally comes to the Tower of Dreams is the day he gets to experience what freedom means.

Hunter, a bold transfer student, finds himself thrust into the unfamiliar halls of a prestigious, Japanese-dominated school. From the moment he steps onto campus, he realizes he’s out of his depth—cultural norms, strict rules, and a school hierarchy that doesn’t tolerate stepping out of line. But none of that prepares him for his first encounter with Yukio—a charming yet unapologetically eccentric girl who takes a peculiar interest in him. What begins as a budding friendship takes a bizarre turn when Yukio reveals her true nature: she’s a self-proclaimed “perverted entity.” Intrigued and not one to back down, Hunter challenges her with a bold claim—he’s more perverted than she is. Thus begins an outrageous competition that spirals into a series of escalating dares, pranks, and teasing moments that blur the line between rivalry and romance. However, the stakes are far greater than Hunter realizes. The school’s ironclad rules, enforced ruthlessly by the Principal and a formidable Student Council, leave no room for misconduct. As Hunter’s antics with Yukio and a growing circle of admirers draw more attention, the Student Council begins to see him as a threat to the school’s pristine reputation. Yet, despite their suspicions, Hunter’s cunning ensures they can’t pin any infractions on him. Future of this novel - This has a high chance of being adapted into a manga, This will require obviously a fanbase and funding. If this light novel get's high traction, I'll make this happen. Fun facts about this story - The protagonist, isn't a pussy, do what you will with that information. This is an original novel so a-lot of time was placed into making this light novel. Hope you enjoy! This site is being funny about the Cover art, you can also read the novel here : https://f95zone.to/threads/im-more-perverted-than-you-by-hoppypop.234604/ Support the series here: https://subscribestar.adult/hoppypop

Lenora Maen always dreamed of finding her fated mate. As heir to the White Stone Pack, she was raised to believe the mate bond was sacred—an unbreakable connection blessed by the Moon Goddess. She imagined love, devotion, and a future ruled side by side. She never imagined being abandoned. During her mother’s memorial, her heat triggers unexpectedly, sending the pack into chaos. Unmated wolves lose control, instincts overriding reason, and just as she thinks she’ll be claimed against her will, a black wolf appears from the shadows—powerful, dominant, and utterly unstoppable. He defends her. Claims her. Binds them together in an unbreakable bond.After one night, he was gone—leaving her bonded to a ghost, trapped in a connection that burned hotter with every passing day. Her mate was out there, living as if she didn’t exist. For six months, she searched, only to find him in the last place she expected—a billionaire CEO, a man of wealth and power, completely unaware of what he is. Cameron Anderson has everything—money, influence, control. He built an empire with ruthless precision, untouchable in the world he created. But when a silver-haired woman storms into his life, claiming he belongs to her, his perfect reality begins to crack. Visions of forests and wolves. A pull he can’t explain. A fire he can’t extinguish. He doesn’t believe in fate. He doesn’t believe in wolves. But the bond doesn’t care what he believes. And neither does Lenora—because she kidnaps him. He is her mate. Whether he accepts it or not. Now, he wakes up in White Stone Pack, forced to face a world he never knew existed. A truth buried deep in his blood. A woman who refuses to let him go. Will he stay willingly, embrace the bond and the pack that could become his home— Or will he leave her behind once more? - Updates twice a week.

La storia di un ragazzo di nome Leonard, che vive la sua vita normalmente, studiando ingegneria meccanica e godendosi le giornate, e all'improvviso verra' stravolta da un incontro inaspettato che lo cambiera' nel profondo, da un'apocalisse zombie dove dovra' sopravvivere con tutte le sue forze ed anche una guerra di robot, e dovra' dare tutto se stesso per sistemare tutta questa situazione e salvare tutti. (Storia Scritto da fine 2014 al 2018, In Italiano, ma non c'e' la lingua italiana qui sfortunatamente)

The kingdom has fallen to the man with two faces. The princess has fled. The man with two faces craves her but can only find her copy -- Dove. Dove has lived her life as the shadow to a princess, and only in the most horrific of places, an infamous whorehouse known as the Aviary, does she learn to stand in the light. WARNING: GRAPHIC CONTENT. THE VIEWS AND ACTIONS EXPRESSED BY CHARACTERS ARE NOT REPRESENTATIVE OF MY VIEWS OR REAL LIFE.

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much. When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up. "What? Is there something wrong?" He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped. He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did. She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

Rocco De Luca is Spain’s most feared mafia lord—ruthless, untouchable, and merciless. The boy who once knew warmth and friendship died alongside his mother’s screams, leaving only a man built from shadows and vengeance. He trusts no one. He loves no one. Sienna Wilson has spent her life searching for answers. Her mother left home one evening and never returned, leaving her trapped in the child care system, alone and forgotten. The only piece of her past that remains is a hazy memory of Rocco, the boy who once made her laugh—the only person who ever felt like home. When fate brings her into Rocco’s world again—as his personal chef—she expects to find her childhood friend. Instead, she meets a man who is cold, cruel, and terrifying. A man who insults her, tests her, and pushes her to the edge. But despite his arrogance, despite his lethal reputation, she refuses to be afraid. She doesn’t know the truth. She doesn’t know that Rocco’s father is the reason her mother never came home. And Rocco? He swore never to let her get close. But the past has a way of creeping in, and the more she fights him, the more he remembers. She was never meant to be in his world. He was never meant to want her. But some destinies cannot be rewritten—no matter how deadly the cost.

After Joe Cameron dies, he wakes up in a place he can't understand. He's given a Divine System and sent on a big adventure to make a new world. With these powers, Joe crafts humanity, molds the earth, and forges the heavens above. But while he's making everything, there are problems that threaten his god-like status. Follow Joe on a huge journey of making life, facing death, and trying to figure out why he's here in "What I become A God?."

Il tempo non si può fermare. Tu sì, ma non lui. La vita continua. Ricomincia, si muove, va avanti, senza guardare in faccia nessuno. E tu, sei in grado di farlo senza guardarti alle spalle? Quando il passato diviene cenere ciò che puoi fare è costruirci sopra, che sia poi fatto coi pugni stretti ed i nervi tesi, il futuro che ti aspetta. Pieno di pericoli, di sfide, di fughe, di guai, di corse, di nuovi problemi e di nuove minacce a cui non sai dare un nome. Fra segreti svelati e nuove realtà misteriose non sempre si ha la soluzione, se non la morte su cui basavi le tue vecchie idee. Proprio là, dove si fermava sia la ragione che il suo contrario. E se il tempo non si può fermare neanche la resa dal passato lo può fare. Rimane solo da far fronte ad ogni cosa che ci si parerà davanti. E tu, sei in grado di farlo senza averne paura? @copyright,tutti i diritti riservati