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Problems In Splatoon

My Class? MILF Hunter. My Rank? SSS. My Problem? Too Many Wives.

CONTENT WARNING – JUICY LEMONS DETECTED Reader discretion (and hydration) advised. THE STORY: I got summoned to save a kingdom. But instead of the Holy Hero class, I got this: [SSS-Rank Class Assigned: MILF Hunter] Now every mature woman with curves and baggage looks at me like I’m the main quest. The Queen adopted me. A shrine spirit claimed me A widow pinned me until the system glitched. Every MILF I bond with unlocks a passive. Every one I please evolves my class. And now? [Threadweave Fusion Unlocked] I can fuse skills. Reforge reality. Break the system from the inside out. This isn’t just a harem. It’s a divine glitch with thighs, scars, and consequences. I’m not the hero they asked for. I’m the anomaly the gods want erased. If you’re into: Dominant queens and combat widows Bond-powered level-ups Forbidden skill crafting Combat as foreplay Citrus-coded corruption arcs Then open this book. And bring a towel. [MILF Hunter System Online] Exposure: Rising… Watchers: Engaged… Lemon Protocol: Armed and dripping… Add to your Collection. Drop a Power Stone. Choose your MILF. Because the queens are thick. The class is cursed. And the system? It doesn’t believe in chill. Reader Challenge: 20 Golden Tickets + 10 Reviews + 150 Power Stones = MASS RELEASE! Let’s break the system, one MILF at a time. OFFICIAL ENTRY – Webnovel Spirity Awards 2025 Support the madness with chaos, comments, and crowns. This novel is published exclusively on Webnovel by Fantasydestiny. Any appearance on other sites  is unauthorized and illegal. Please read only from the official source to support the story and its future.
Fantasydestiny · 162.4K Views

reincarnation of the magicless Pinoy " No magic?, No problem!"

Reincarnation of the Magicless Pinoy: "No Magic?, No Problem!" Rowan Elian Grey was a former Philippine Army Ranger, trained in combat and tactical operations. He had seen his fair share of battles, from counter-terrorism missions to humanitarian aid deployments. His skills in marksmanship, hand-to-hand combat, and strategic planning made him a formidable opponent. After leaving the military, Rowan worked as a private security consultant, taking on high-risk missions that required his unique set of skills. It was during one such mission that he found himself in a tense standoff with terrorists holding hostages in a high-rise building in downtown Manila. With his exceptional training and quick thinking, Rowan infiltrated the building, taking out the terrorists one by one. He navigated through the smoke-filled hallways, his gun at the ready, until he finally reached the rooftop where the hostages were being held. In the end, Rowan's heroics came at a great cost. A bomb went off, and his life was cut short. And then... SHABAM! Rowan found himself reborn into a world where magic and fantasy creatures roamed free. But here's the twist - he's still without magic, and he's got to navigate this strange new world with nothing but his wits and his trusty gun. As he navigates this unfamiliar world, Rowan must rely on his resourcefulness and cunning to survive. When a group of bandits tries to rob him, one of them swings his stick at Rowan, prompting him to quip, "What can you do? Hit me with that stick?" Rowan responds with a single shot, and the bandits leader falls to the ground. "Yeah, I'll stab you with my bullets!" Rowan says with a smirk. Armed with his sharp instincts and a healthy dose of humor, Rowan proves that even without magic, he's a force to be reckoned with. Join him on his hilarious and action-packed journey as he shows the world that being magicless doesn't mean being powerless. #connected universe!
WrathBuh69 · 21.8K Views

Sign-In System in Modern Earth

Failed student no more! When the mysterious Ascendancy Orb chose Malik Abdullahi on his dreary walk home from secondary school, his humdrum life in Berbera shattered. Integrating with him, it gifted him the "Sign-in System" – a cryptic AI that rewards discretion, strategic growth, and daily dedication with mind-sharpening abilities and more. Suddenly, acing exams and securing a coveted spot at university is just the beginning. Witness Malik's silent revolution as he leverages the system's power to not only transform himself but also to secretly reshape his surroundings. From a struggling teen to a shadowy force manipulating economics and technology, his journey is one of hidden power and reluctant leadership. But this is just the first arc in a grand cosmic tapestry. Prepare for a tale that transcends galaxies, where a discreet climb from the Horn of Africa leads to a galactic harem forged through political alliances, a post-human evolution of mankind orchestrated from the shadows, and a destiny that culminates in cosmic godhood. Malik isn't a hero; he's the unseen hand guiding humanity's ascent, a master strategist playing a game where the board is the universe itself. Get ready for a unique blend of system sci-fi, nation-building intrigue, and cosmic ambition, where the stakes escalate from a single life to the fate of realities. DISCLAIMER This novel is a work of fiction. While some locations, organizations, or institutions may bear resemblance to real-world counterparts, their depiction in this narrative—including associated events, actions, and outcomes—is entirely imaginary and not intended to reflect reality. All characters in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. The views and actions expressed by characters belong solely to them and do not represent the author’s opinions or real-world ideologies. The author explicitly disavows any use of this work as a reference for factual, legal, or historical purposes. Readers are strongly cautioned against interpreting fictional scenarios as commentary on real individuals, groups, or events.
The_Standing_Tower · 33K Views

Lost in flames Found in dark

"Lost in Flames, Found in Dark" Some love stories don’t begin with hello. They begin after the end. She was once the light in someone’s storm — wild, warm, unforgettable. Then, in a single moment, Shruti vanished. No note. No clues. Only a silence that shattered the hearts left behind. He searched for her like a man possessed. Burned down every lie, bled for every truth — until all that remained was rage... and a love too deep to bury. Years passed. And somewhere far from the wreckage of the life she once knew, a girl opened her eyes in a hospital bed. Her name was different. Her reflection — unfamiliar. But the ache in her soul? The flashes of another life? All too real. A scar she doesn’t remember getting. A voice she still hears in her dreams. And eyes — cold, broken, beautiful — that feel like home. He doesn't know her. Not anymore. But something in him stirs when she’s near. A storm. A memory. A promise not yet fulfilled. As their worlds collide once more, past and present bleed into one. The girl who shouldn't exist remembers a life no one believes. And the boy who lost everything now stands at the edge of rediscovery… and ruin. This isn’t just a second chance. It’s fate demanding what death tried to steal. Love. Longing. Pain. Fire. And a mystery that binds their souls beyond lifetimes. Because some hearts never stop searching. Some memories refuse to fade. And some love stories are written in scars. --- SNEAK PEEK The night air was sharper than she'd expected, and the thin fabric of her top did nothing to help—but she’d already refused his jacket with full drama ten minutes ago. Pride came before comfort, apparently. From the couch behind her, Dhruv watched in silence. Head slightly tilted, fingers resting near his lips. He didn’t comment. Yet. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she muttered. “A little,” he admitted. She rolled her eyes, still facing the balcony. “This is where a gentleman offers warmth. Maybe a hot drink. Or, you know... human decency.” “You rejected the jacket and the blanket. Can’t save you from yourself.” She opened her mouth to sass back, “Unbelievable.” Before she could finish being annoyed, she felt him. He was behind her—close. His body heat rolled into her back like a slow, deliberate wave. She gasped softly, more out of surprise than cold. His hands slid into hers with quiet certainty, wrapping them up gently. Then, his arms circled around her waist, pulling her lightly against him. Her breath caught as his chest pressed warmly against her back, the thin fabric of her top doing nothing to shield her from the way his warmth spread over her skin. “Dhruv!” she gasped, her voice half protest, half flustered mess. Her words scrambled as he leaned a little closer, breath grazing the side of her neck. “Better?” he asked, low and completely unaffected.
Abishaa · 14.7K Views
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