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Das Hexenjäger-System

Der doppelte Anbau ist keine Wahl, er ist eine Notwendigkeit. Nachdem er wie die meisten glücklichen (oder unglücklichen) Protagonisten von einem Lastwagen angefahren wurde, fand sich Vaan im Körper eines Waisenkindes in der Welt der Hexen und Dämonen wieder. Doch die gab es nicht immer. Dämonen haben die Welt terrorisiert, seit das Reich der Gehenna vor über 300 Jahren untergegangen ist, aber mit ihnen kam auch das Mana, das die Hexen hervorbrachte, um diese Dämonen zu bekämpfen. Seitdem wird die Welt der Menschen von Hexen beherrscht, und es entstanden die sieben Hexenkönigreiche, die an vorderster Front die Invasion der Dämonen bewachen. Um in der matriarchalischen Gesellschaft der Hexenkönigreiche zu überleben, musste Vaan, wie alle anderen Männer, die keine Magie anwenden können, lernen, den Hexen zu dienen, um zu überleben. Doch das war nicht ohne Vorteile. Jahrelange Forschung führte die Welt zu der Entdeckung, dass Intimität zwischen Männern und Frauen die Manaaufnahme der Hexen erhöhen kann. Aber gleichzeitig konnten Männer einen Teil dieses Manas absorbieren, um ihren Körperbau und ihre Lebenserwartung zu verbessern. Seitdem hat sich in den Rotlichtvierteln eine komplizierte Beziehung zwischen Männern und Hexen entwickelt. Die Liebe wurde zwanglos, und die Doppelkultivierung ist weit verbreitet. Als Wunderkind in der Kunst, Frauen zu gefallen, lebte Vaan seit seiner Transmigration als Waisenkind zwei Jahre lang problemlos. Doch eines Tages brach alles zusammen, als er fast umgebracht wurde und Lady Eniwse, der er diente, durchdrehte. Doch das war noch nicht das Ende. Mit der Erweckung des Hexenjäger-Systems wird Vaan die Welt erobern und der Herr der Hexen werden. ===== Genre: [Mature Content] [R-18] [Smut] [Magie] [Hexen] [Dämonen] [Geister] [Drachen] [Bestien] [Reinkarnation] [Abenteuer] [Action] [Mystery] [Akademie] [Schwach-zu-Stark] [Scheming MC] [Harem] [System] [Diener] [Sklaven] [Smart MC] [Alchemie] [Schmieden] [Missverständnisse] [Spielelemente] [Kingdom-Building] [Overpowered MC] ===== Hinweis: Enthält Zitronen. Hexen zu jagen bedeutet nicht unbedingt, Hexen zu töten, wenn du weißt, was ich meine ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ===== Fühlt euch frei, dem Discord beizutreten, um über den Roman zu diskutieren, oder nehmt die Roman-Update-Rolle an, um benachrichtigt zu werden, sobald neue Kapitel unter dem unten stehenden Link veröffentlicht werden; https://discord.gg/9SUWMPZ ===== Meine anderen Romane; Erster Roman: Prime Originator (Gemeinsames Universum) Zweiter Roman: Ich bin ein berüchtigter Boss in der alternativen Welt (Shared Universe) =====
Pointbreak · 75K Views

A Sedução da Coroa

[Alerta: conteúdo maduro r18+/forte] Ele é a sua salvação. Ela, a sua decádida. No entanto, ele se recusa a deixá-la ir... Minéia, a Princesa mais jovem de Ebódia, foi amaldiçoada ao nascer para permanecer imaculada e trazer desgraça àqueles ao seu redor. Esta profecia paira sobre ela como uma nuvem escura, crescendo a cada ano que não se realiza. Ela existe em murmúrios silenciosos como uma figura lamentável - frágil, submissa, indesejada. Por trás dessa máscara há uma fêmea forte e destemida digna de ser rainha. E esta aspirante a rainha tem seus olhos postos em quebrar sua maldição, mesmo que isso signifique enganar o vampiro mais astuto que já nasceu. Nikolai, embora recluso e enigmático, é reverenciado pelo Reino de Valcrez como um sábio e poderoso governante. Desconhecido para seus leais súditos, sua imagem de perfeição é uma teia de mentiras que, se expostas, podem enviar o seu reino e tudo o que eles prezam desmoronando a seus pés. Quando esses dois encontram seus caminhos cruzados em uma aliança de casamento, começa o jogo da Sedução da Coroa. Mas quem é o caçador e quem é a presa? ******** Excerto: "Por que você está se despindo na minha frente?" ela perguntou com uma carranca, fazendo pouco para esconder a irritação em sua voz. Seu objetivo era capturar apenas o coração dele, não todo o seu corpo! "Não posso tomar um banho com minha esposa?" ele respondeu com um tom frio. "Pedi especificamente uma banheira grande para garantir que nós dois caibamos nela juntos." Ela suspirou, não desviando o olhar dele enquanto recuperava sua compostura. Vendo-o sorrir maliciosamente, ela se esforçou para se sentir confortável enquanto ele falava. "Isso é mais parecido. Você mesma disse que ninguém a forçou a se casar comigo. Em vez disso, você se ofereceu e se voluntariou para isso, então eu espero que você esteja confiante o suficiente para compartilhar um banho com seu marido", Nikolai afirmou com confiança. "Afinal, faremos mais do que isso em breve." Descarado... Impedindo-se de revirar os olhos, ela conseguiu dar-lhe um sorriso enquanto dizia, "Não me culpe se você morrer então." **** Nota: Capa do Livro Comissionada pertencente ao Autor. Por favor, não a use!
Eustoma_Reyna · 184.9K Views

Sea of knowledge

What is the meaning of Life? A question which has different answers. Many find life pointless, many find life as a journey, many find life as a way to get eternal freedom. But what is the correct answer? The cycle of Life and Death are like two sides of the same coin. Whatever may be the case, Death is always the ultimate salvation. But that doesn't sit right with Kai Mizuhara, a normal teenager who seeks to become someone respected and find the true essence of life. Born in a very reputable family of a blacksmith, Kai has seen many Royal Families as his father directly serves for the military. He has seen how the poor live, how the rich live, how the nobles live and most importantly how ignorant God's of their world is towards people all around. He always wonders, everyone worships God's as they're the supreme being, the one who is always right and will be right but he always questions himself...Are the God's of their world truly how they potray themselves as? A world which is constantly getting in wars. That's the world he lives in, Kingdoms from all over the world trying to over power each other and prove themselves as the strongest, wanting God's recognition to ascend further rather than staying a lowly mortal. Yes, it is possible for a human to ascend to godhood. People in his world would do anything for power and God. That's something he has accepted long ago, commoners like him will get forgotten and ultimately be crushed by the higher ranks. Though the temporary peace which has taken over the world has changed many things, it's not a matter of how it will end but when will it end? Kai wants to do many things, but he simply doesn't have much time. That's a harsh reality a mortal like him has to face, he can die at any given time if that's what his fate is. The God's of their world have really created a system, the one who's weak will soon perish and the strongest will strive forward and ascend the ranks, finding eternal peace. It may sound confusing but a system like this allows some mortals with great strength and wisdom to ascend further and beyond. When the light forsakes this world, will knowledge lead to salvation—or to its end? A fantasy world which takes place in a very middle aged world. That's what this novel is about. They say every work of fiction is a journey, whether it's good or not is something upto the readers...let us see what this new journey has to offer.
HeWhoLovesBalls1 · 1.8K Views

A Carismática Fortuna da Garota da Fazenda

Às margens do Rio Xishui, vivia uma família de sobrenome Ruo, cuja sorte era tão desastrosamente ruim que parecia que a má sorte possuía suas próprias almas. Quando outras famílias tinham colheitas abundantes, a Família Ruo não colhia um único grão. Seus vegetais plantados eram devorados por insetos, suas galinhas pegavam peste aviária, seus porcos pegavam febre suína... Apesar de a casa estar cheia de homens fortes, eles eram ou loucos, aleijados ou cegos... O que teria sido uma família de grandes perspectivas tornou-se a mais pobre em dez milhas. A única coisa que os outros invejavam na Família Ruo eram seus membros masculinos prósperos! A velha senhora da Família Ruo deu à luz seis filhos, que depois lhe deram quatro netos. Ela sonhava dia e noite em ter uma neta. Quando ela finalmente teve uma neta, para seu desânimo, a criança era mentalmente desabilitada: com mais de três anos, ela ainda não conseguia falar ou andar, sequer conseguia comer ou se aliviar sem ajuda. Todo mundo achava que a Família Ruo nunca mudaria sua sorte nesta vida! Isso foi até a criança mentalmente desabilitada de três anos e meio de repente chamar, “Mamãe...” Os céus começaram a mudar. O mundo começou a se tornar misterioso. No quintal da Família Ruo, os caquis amadureceram da noite para o dia. Os vegetais nos campos, quase devorados por insetos, ficaram verdes e exuberantes. A velha galinha que nunca botava ovos de repente começou a botar... Enquanto outros enfrentavam fome, o celeiro da Família Ruo estava cheio. O filho mais velho não era mais louco, o segundo filho não era mais aleijado, o terceiro filho não era mais cego... A velha senhora da Família Ruo, com as mãos nos quadris, ria alegremente para o céu, "Quem diz que minha Xuanbao é uma simplória? Ela é claramente um tesouro de bênçãos!" (Este é um romance de fazenda com um toque de encanto de fada, onde a protagonista feminina em uma vida anterior era um lírio do dia recém-despertado que reencarnou como humana.)
Fade in and out · 38.9K Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 681.3K Views
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