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Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine

[Ding! You've gained 1 million views! The city’s most beloved heroine has fallen for your mysterious charms!] [Miss Mercury is obsessed with your streams. She’s on her way to meet you!] [Heroic factions are closing in on your location, but the Mindbender Heroine is aiding your escape!] [Ding! 10,000 views! You've gained 5,000 Credits and unlocked Stealth Mode (Tier 1)] [Ding! 1 million views! Rope Girl has noticed your mysterious charm and can't get you out of her mind!] [Ding! You’ve saved the city’s lower districts while taking down three corporate-backed heroes. Lady Fortress is secretly watching your stream, intrigued.] In Metro City, where huge corporations and flashy superheroes rule the skyline, everyday people are just bystanders in the ongoing battles between heroes and villains. At the center of this chaotic city is Scott McQueen, an average guy with one big dream: becoming a cool, shadowy antihero. Scott fantasizes about scaring off criminals while serving justice from the shadows. But there’s a catch—this world is full of flashy, attention-grabbing superheroes who hog all the spotlight. One night, everything changes for Scott. He stumbles upon the Harem Streamer System, a strange, almost-living program that offers him a shot at fame. With this system, Scott can live-stream his nightly antihero activities, gaining views and donations from fans all over the world. The catch? The more viewers he gets, the more heroines fall for him. Plus, with the growing fanbase, he earns rewards like money and powerful gear, boosting his chances of becoming the hero he’s always wanted to be! “Bahaha! The whole world is going to bow to me very soon!” He's not only wanted by the Hero Agency. He's not only wanted by mega-corporations. He's not only wanted by enemies he's destroyed. He's also wanted by superheroines!
SleazyPen · 737.7K Views

Elven Way

Logline An unwilling pilgrim must guide three young elves across the realms in a timeless rite of passage, while they race to uncover the dark secrets of his Elven Way before their journey ends. Synopsis By Elven law, only when all men forget his transgressions shall an elf be granted parole. No living man remembers Latham’s transgression, and he must now walk the Elven Way as a pilgrim—an unwilling mentor bound by the arcane to reveal forgotten arts and lost magic to his cohorts—the least of his concerns. But after centuries imprisoned, the last thing he—or any pilgrim—wants is a show of secrets to snot-nosed gits. Here is a tale of some of Elven history’s most infamous—eccentrics and hoodlums—turned unwilling mentors to cohorts as eager as they are gullible. Aalto Stian, Son of Havelock of Nero—a pirate prince who drinks from his fishbowl, sailing waves that rage higher than most mountains stand. With nothing but flotsam for a foothold and the light of Fos as his compass, he grins right at the eye of the storm. Where will it lead him next? Hjordis Waldemar, Daughter of Hilde of Potiri—a noble’s eyes sting as she glares at her calloused hands, abashed. Will one who must swing her blade a thousand times for a reasonably decent strike ever reach the heights of the sword saints of yore? Wray Kaspar, Son of Ulf of Anemos—a hermit who calls the wind to play, only for her to take everything from him. In her wake, his path to reckoning lays bare—will he walk it? What to expect: Epic Progression Fantasy (Is that a real genre?) inspired by some of my favourite stories: imagine a whimsical blend of Avatar: The Last Airbender's bending/spirituality, with A Song of Ice and Fire's political intrigue (as best I can write), and Shadow Slave's insidious Eldritch horrors. A character drama first and foremost; I enjoy exploring what makes my characters tick—(but don’t expect a meandering, plotless story). Mature themes: body horror, intimate relationships (not just sex, but the emotional baggage—honestly, I think that’s the core of any relationship), trauma—whatever is true to my characters. I write what I’m creatively driven to express, but always with a view to move the audience, and never for indulgence. A writer terribly happy you’re here!
FlickerLantern · 3.6K Views

EVEN AS A SLAVE, THE HEAVENLY DEMON’S MIGHT SHALL TAME THE BEAUTIES

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade—a masterpiece of folded steel—dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however—they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise—not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.
Rene_Tokiori · 39.5K Views

I Am Who Will Transcends Everything Even the Heaven can't stop me

Thong was but an ordinary young man, dwelling in a remote and rustic village far removed from the bustling cities of the world. His father, the man he cherished above all, had always been the guiding light in his life. Though their bond was unbreakable, his father was plagued by a relentless illness that slowly drained the vitality from his body. Day by day, the malady gnawed away at him until, at last, the inevitable came—his father succumbed to its grip. In the wake of his father’s passing, the family’s modest inheritance was cruelly seized by his elder sister, a woman of great power and renown in the nation. She was a prominent figure in the realms of business and influence, her name commanding respect and fear alike. Yet, her heart harbored no love for their father. She took for herself everything their father had intended to share between his children, leaving Thong with nothing but despair. Wrath burned within him, fierce and unrelenting. In the depths of his anguish, he resolved upon an act most unthinkable. Ignoring the weight of law and morality, Thong took his sister’s life. He struck her down amidst her lavish comforts, her husband falling to his blade as well. The joyous life she had built crumbled in an instant, ended by her own brother’s hand. With his deed done, Thong fled to the humble village of his birth, retreating to the small hut where he had grown up. There, he waited in silence, awaiting the retribution that he knew would come. Those he had slain were figures of immense power; he was certain their allies would hunt him down without mercy. Thong sat within the confines of his hut, his heart heavy yet calm. He closed his eyes, resigned to his fate, but as moments passed, something unfathomable occurred. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a place entirely unfamiliar. The decrepit hut he had known was gone, replaced by a dwelling of intricate craftsmanship and resplendent beauty. The air was crisp, filled with the scent of pine and the faint hum of spiritual energy. Surrounding him was a mountain peak cloaked in thick mist, the heavens above painted with a brilliance he had never seen. His body felt different—stronger, lighter, brimming with an unearthly vitality. Slowly, he came to realize the truth: he was no longer in his own world. Somehow, he had crossed into another realm, one that bore a striking resemblance to the fantastical cultivation tales he had once devoured with fervor. Thong stood there, staring into the endless sky, his heart pounding with both fear and awe. This was a world of immortals, of boundless power and untold possibilities. His journey, it seemed, was only just beginning.
The_Ancestor_ · 4.8K Views

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Losing 145,000 ETH was a nightmare that I never expected to experience. I had spent years building my portfolio, taking meticulous care with my investments, and managing my wallet with as much caution as possible. However, a combination of a technical glitch and an unfortunate series of human errors led to me losing access to my funds. My heart sank when I realized my 45,000 ETH was gone, and I had no way of accessing it. I felt completely helpless. The first step I took was to reach out to a few well-known recovery services, as I was desperate to reclaim what I had lost. Unfortunately, what followed was a series of disappointing, frustrating, and ultimately futile attempts. Many of these companies promised to recover my ETH in no time, with flashy websites and exaggerated guarantees. But as the days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, I began to notice a disturbing pattern: they took my fees, continued to offer vague updates, and in the end, I saw no progress. I had already given them large sums of money with little more than generic excuses and occasional, empty reassurances. I was beyond frustrated, feeling that I had been taken advantage of by the very people who were supposed to help. After these failed experiences, I was at my wit’s end. I was almost ready to accept that my 145,000 ETH was lost forever, when I came across CRYPTO RECOVERY SERVICES . At first, I was cautiously optimistic but wary after my previous setbacks. However, I decided to give them a chance, and it turned out to be one of the best decisions I ever made. Unlike the other firms I’d dealt with, they did not offer promises or guarantees of success. Instead, they took a thoughtful and methodical approach. Their team immediately conducted a thorough assessment of my situation and outlined the steps involved in the recovery process. They were transparent from the beginning, explaining the technical challenges and setting realistic expectations. This honesty and clarity immediately set them apart from the other companies I had worked with, who had made wild claims without ever understanding the specifics of my case. The team at CRYPTO RECOVERY SERVICES didn’t just throw generic solutions at the problem; they engaged with the issue at hand with a level of technical sophistication and expertise that I had not seen before. They carefully analyzed my wallet, the associated blockchain transactions, and the error that had caused me to lose my funds. They also explained the cryptographic protocols involved and how they would go about recovering the ETH. Throughout the process, I was kept informed every step of the way. No hidden fees, no vague answers—just real, genuine effort. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of hard work, CRYPTO RECOVERY SERVICES successfully returned my 45,000 ETH. I was stunned. After months of setbacks and disappointments, I had almost given up hope. But CRYPTO RECOVERY SERVICES made it happen. They brought back what I thought was irretrievably lost, and in doing so, they restored my faith in genuine recovery efforts. Thank you so much. reach out to them via the following contact information Email Cryptorecoverysolution@fastservice.com WhatsApp number: +1 (332) 233‑2121 web https://cryptorecovsolution.com
Scott_Williams_7351 · 115 Views

Entangled Hearts: A Billionaire's Second Chance

Natalie Collins is a career woman, and she has worked hard for what she has today. She resides in a rich and active city, substituting her painful past. Such is the life of the protagonist, who is immediately thrown for a loop when she comes across Scott Foreman, a charming billionaire with whom she seems to have shared a past. In a bid to recapture the past and also make amends for his misdeeds, Scott returns to his city after years of empire construction. A meeting between two of them in the framework of a highly publicized charity event causes a storm in the soul of Natalie. The passion between them is remembered, as is the anguish of betrayal by Scott, whom she loved but who was killed by Chris. Although she is much wiser than that, Natalie agrees to be business partners with Scott since she thinks that the business aspect will prevent her from ‘losing her head’.  As they both come together and start working, they realize that they are healing each other sexually and slowly start regaining their married relationship. Scott becomes honest about his sins and seems to want to be a new man, but Natalie cannot forget what she felt for him and, at the same time, cannot let him use her. Indeed, for the purpose of trying to get some sort of clarity, she returns to the family home, where she goes over her interactions with both Scott and David, her current boyfriend, who is present, affectionate, and supportive. Convinced that she needs to confront herself, Natalie has truthful dialogues with the two men. She tells Scott her feelings of fear and hope and thus creates a foundation on which to restore confidence, and she discusses with David her weaknesses. Finally, Natalie makes her decision to forgive Scott and to try in her newfound relationship to get a fresh start for the two of them. Reconnecting as a couple, they have to deal with Scott’s jealous ex-girlfriend and the stress of Natalie’s high-stakes job. However, despite all this, they stand together, help, and, as a result, become much more energetic. Scott does not cease to regain Natalie’s trust and confidence in him, and through his patient sincerity, he is able to do it, and their love deepens. One of the prominent narrative motifs is a trip of lovers; the last scene before the credits roll is the moment Scott proposes a marriage to Natalie, and the girl accepts the ring. The union that signifies their love and pledge to each other is their wedding and the vows and contracts that are made and received. As has been seen many times among young parents, they organize the process of child care along with their working responsibilities. This is evident when Scott chooses to avoid work in order to assist Natalie and, in the process, support his expanding family.  Together, they develop new business opportunities, and the family foundation is created to make an adequate contribution with their achievements. The happiness that was perceived on screen—the sweetness of a love that had dreams as its backdrop—was apparent in their friendship. They move to the epilogue, and viewers witness Natalie and Scott in their happy family, still loving each other and still legally married. They are able to look at the barriers they have overcome and the joy in having met each other because the affectionate relationship is more than physical. This stands for love, affection, and, to a certain extent, the permanency of their relationship, which they created. "Entangled Hearts: “A Billionaire’s Second Chance” is a worthy example of an absent or true love story, commitment, and second chances that successfully overcome all of them.  
Indigo_Grey · 2.3K Views

Transmuted : Love of an Evening

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.
Faria_Samira · 34K Views
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