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Sabine Wren Nackt

My Mage System (BL)#

Er war in seiner Welt der beste Attentäter aller Zeiten gewesen, und als er schließlich getötet wurde, nutzte eine Göttin die Gelegenheit, seine Seele in den Körper eines Jungen in einer anderen Welt zu schicken, der im Moment noch schwach war, aber dazu bestimmt war, der mächtigste Magier dieser Welt zu werden. Dieser Junge hieß Kevin, und er beschloss, seine Identität anzunehmen, da er seine Erinnerungen behalten hatte. Das Einzige, was er mit ihm gemeinsam hatte, war, dass sie beide Waisen waren, aber Kevin hatte einen schwachen Geist und einen schwachen Körper, kurz gesagt, alles, was er am meisten hasste. Nachdem er erfolgreich als Magier in die Sonnensekte eingetreten war, gelang es ihm, das Buch zu öffnen, das Kevin von seinen Eltern geerbt hatte und das er nicht hatte öffnen können. Wie groß war seine Überraschung, als er feststellte, dass sich dieses Buch in ein System verwandelt hatte, mit dem er wie in den Virtual-Reality-Spielen, die er in seiner Heimatwelt zu spielen pflegte, aufsteigen konnte. Mit Hilfe dieses Systems wird er sich seinen Wunsch erfüllen, er wird der mächtigste Mensch dieser Welt werden, nicht einmal Gestaltwandler oder Dämonen werden ihm etwas anhaben können. ............ Kevin drehte seinen Kopf zu ihm und als er sah, dass er immer noch nackt war, sagte er, den Blick wieder abwendend: "Zieh dich erst an, dann reden wir." Axel fand ein paar Klamotten, die locker aussahen, und zog sie sofort an, er nahm auch ein Paar Dolche, deren Klingen nur etwas kürzer waren als seine Unterarme, und dann ging er auf Kevin zu und umarmte ihn von hinten. Kevin ließ ihn machen, was er wollte, obwohl einer der Dolche jetzt ganz nah an seiner Kehle war, sagte Axel zu ihm dicht an seinem Ohr: "Ich möchte dir vertrauen Kevin, also gib mir einen guten Grund dafür." Kevin fragte ihn daraufhin: "Was willst du wissen?" Axel seufzte, Kevin mit seinen eigenen Dolchen zu bedrohen, würde ihm nichts nützen, und er riskierte, das Band zu brechen, das sie gerade geknüpft hatten. Dann fasste er einen Entschluss und steckte die beiden Dolche vor ihnen in den Boden, fuhr mit seinen Händen unter Kevins Pullover und umkreiste mit ihnen seine Taille, um ihn noch mehr an sich zu drücken. Kevin hatte diese Wendung nicht erwartet und er spürte, wie sich sein Herzschlag beschleunigte. Axels Hände waren warm und er konnte seine riesige Erektion an ihm spüren, eines war sicher, er ließ ihn nicht gleichgültig. ............. WARNUNG, dies ist keine Slowburn-Romanze und es ist ein R18 BL-Roman mit vielen pikanten Szenen, wenn du also gerne 100 Kapitel liest, bevor mc und ml sich zum ersten Mal küssen, dann lass diese Geschichte aus, sie ist definitiv nichts für dich Ansonsten folgt den Abenteuern unserer beiden Helden, wenn ihr Welten voller mysteriöser Kreaturen, Magie, Kämpfe, Dungeons, ein System, das euch einen schnellen Levelaufstieg ermöglicht, und eine einzigartige und starke Liebesgeschichte liebt, dann ist diese Geschichte etwas für euch. ................ Wenn dir diese Geschichte gefällt, probiere doch mal meine anderen Romane aus: Das göttliche Magier-System Der himmlische Phönix und sein Wächter (BL) Reinkarniert, um das Universum zu retten (GL/BL) Neues Update: Sonntag/Montag/Mittwoch/Freitag/Samstag Viel Spaß beim Lesen und vergesst nicht abzustimmen, zu kommentieren und zu rezensieren :)
CeliaNaya · 62.7K Views

Song of the Gardener of Souls [BL]

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"
LivChanin · 1.1M Views

The Mythic Realms

Prologue – The First Light Long before the name “Eldoria” was etched in song or stone, before demon kings cast shadows across the land, before moonlight kissed marble temples—there was only the Light. It was not sunlight, nor any star’s glimmer, but something deeper—an ancient pulse that breathed life into the world. This Light was essence, harmony, and the echo of the world’s first rhythm. From it arose the Guardians: vast elemental spirits shaped from mist, stone, tide, and wind. They guided the lands, balanced the skies, and stirred the heart of all living things. But balance is fragile. Time passed. The Guardians fell silent—some forgotten, others betrayed. The Light waned, retreating into memory, and in its absence, a new force took hold. From the void left behind, Malakar emerged—neither born nor created, but conjured from imbalance. Eyes like molten silver. Words like poison. He spread discord through roots and rivers, twisted men into beasts, and turned cities into echoes of what they once were. Where unity had ruled, he sowed conquest. Where meaning had existed, he left only hunger. Yet even in despair, the old Light stirred. A vision came to the Moon Priestesses: a figure cloaked in grief, marked by loss, who would carry sorrow not as a burden—but as a key. A child of ashes. A soul tempered by pain. His name was Kael Draven. The boy who had watched his village collapse under claw and shadow now walks a different path. Vengeance sharpened his steps. But in the gathering dusk, others joined him: a cursed mage seeking redemption, a priestess guided by visions, a warrior whose honor survived exile, a wild whisperer of beasts, and rebels who still believed in tomorrow. Together, they found something long hidden—the Artifact of Hope, a relic older than any kingdom. But its light demanded a price: memory, belief, even pieces of the self. Now, the world stands on the threshold. Malakar watches. The ancient forces stir. And the question remains: Will this light be enough to mend what was broken—or will the darkness swallow all that remains? Read the novel with picture depiction: https://bit.ly/4mYrNjd
Wren_West · 26.2K Views

STILL GROWING

Young Adult Fiction (Humor, Coming-of-Age, Emotional Realism) Target Audience: Teens, parents, and everyone who’s ever felt “in-between” ⸻ Jayden’s story starts, as many do, with a minor disaster: falling face-first in the school hallway on the first day of junior year, a tray of pudding cups exploding across the linoleum like some kind of cafeteria warzone. It’s a painfully awkward start to a year he’d promised himself would be different. He had a plan—confidence playlist, new shoes, three therapy sessions under his belt—but none of that mattered in the face of public humiliation. That’s the first lesson of the year: expectations hurt. Jayden expected a glow-up and got a bruised ego. He’s a 16-year-old kid trying to survive high school, heartbreak, identity crises, and the ache of growing up when everything feels unstable. His voice is funny, honest, and often anxious. He doesn’t pretend to have it together, and that’s what makes him real. ⸻ Life Isn’t a Teen Movie (Unfortunately) Jayden narrates his life like it’s supposed to be a coming-of-age film, but so far, he’s more background character than protagonist. His best friend, Luca, who was once his person—the one who laughed at his dumb memes, who knew his favorite fruit snacks, who sat with him through the worst family dinner of his life—just stopped texting. Slowly. Then all at once. Jayden doesn’t know what happened, and it messes with him. He replays the last conversations over and over, wondering what he said or didn’t say. He watches Luca’s stories, sees him with a new crew, and tries not to compare himself. But the truth is, he’s lonely. And confused. And mad at himself for still caring. Friendship breakups, as Jayden learns, can be more painful than romantic ones—because there’s no closure, no dramatic final scene. Just silence. ⸻ Therapy and Other Soft Places Jayden’s mom signs him up for therapy after noticing he hasn’t been eating much and cries during toothpaste commercials. He resists at first, but eventually, he meets Dr. Wren—a soft-voiced woman who doesn’t push him to talk, but somehow gets him to anyway. He tells her about how he overthinks everything, how sometimes he feels like his skin is too thin for this world. How he hates his body one day and forgets it exists the next. How he wants people to like him so badly it physically hurts. He talks about Riley, the almost-girlfriend who never quite labeled things. They had a situationship—a blurry, playlist-sharing, hand-holding, nothing-but-something kind of thing. Until she drifted, posting photos with someone else. When he asked what they were, she said, “I don’t know.” That crushed him more than an actual breakup would’ve. Therapy doesn’t fix everything. But it gives Jayden room to exhale. To feel seen. “Therapy is where I learned that I wasn’t broken. Just overwhelmed.” ⸻ School Is a Stage and I Keep Forgetting My Lines School is chaos. Teachers expect too much. Classmates ask too little. Jayden feels invisible some days, like a ghost floating between lockers. Then there’s Mr. Chen, the one teacher who calls out, “You good?” in a way that actually sounds like he means it. And Ms. D, the art teacher who lets him sit in the back and draw when everything else feels too loud. And Daryl, the security guard who fist-bumps him every morning and tells him, “Hang in there, man.” They don’t solve anything. But they remind him he’s not alone. He finds a quiet friend in Cam—a kid who always eats alone in the library. They bond over awkward silences, shared introvert energy, and mutual hatred of gym class. They don’t need big conversations. Sometimes just sitting next to someone is enough. ⸻ Being Soft in a World That Wants You Tough Jayden cries easily. He cares too much. He rewatches Pixar movies and sobs every time. He used to think this made him weak. But the more he leans into it—the softness, the empathy, the vulnerability—the more he realizes it’s a kind of strength. The world is ful
Soniafox_25 · 4K Views

Emberthorn Academy: The Girl Who Burned Too Bright

"Congratulations! You've been accepted to Emberthorn Academy for the Magically Gifted. Please arrive promptly... or be collected by firebird." Twelve-year-old Elira Wren thought she was a completely ordinary village girl—until a firebird crashed into her breakfast table carrying a letter sealed in ash and gold. Next thing she knows, she’s whisked away to Emberthorn Academy, a floating magical school hidden beyond the Veil of Ashes and Flame. There, students conjure lightning in hallways, duel with spellblades at lunch, and casually brew potions that might accidentally turn your ears into tulips. There’s just one problem: Elira has no idea how to use magic... ...until one slip-up causes her to unleash a forbidden fire thought extinct for centuries—Everburn Flame. Suddenly, Elira is the center of unwanted attention. Some think she’s the chosen heir of a long-lost magical bloodline. Others think she’s a walking disaster. But when strange shadows begin creeping through the academy’s ancient halls and visions of a forgotten enemy plague her dreams, Elira realizes this flame isn’t just part of her... It’s a key to a secret war, a buried past, and a destiny she never asked for. With a sarcastic half-sylph genius, a chaotic shapeshifter bestie, and a mysterious headmistress who may know more than she’s saying, Elira must survive classes, unravel ancient prophecies, and somehow not set the school on fire. "They told me magic was dangerous. They didn’t say it might be me."
DaoistsmQSNA · 16.8K Views

The feast below

Beneath a quiet, picturesque mountain town lies a secret society — the Crimson Table — a centuries-old cult of cannibals hidden in plain sight. Every ten years, they select a "Harvest" — a group of outsiders who disappear without a trace. But this year, one of the chosen is not so easy to digest. Main Characters: Emma Voss, a forensic anthropologist drawn to the town by ancient skeletal remains found in a collapsed cave. Mayor Gideon Hurst, the charismatic leader of the town who secretly leads the Crimson Table. Noah Kade, a local hunter with a tragic past who has spent years gathering proof of the cult. Elias, a boy born into the society who begins to question everything. The bones shouldn't have been that clean. Emma Voss crouched in the shadowed cave, her gloved fingers brushing over the smooth curvature of a human femur. It was pale, polished. Not by time — by hands. Scrape marks trailed along the shaft, microscopic yet unmistakable. This was no burial site. “This doesn't look prehistoric,” she muttered, her breath fogging in the cold air. She snapped photos with her phone, each flash revealing more than she wanted to see — a partial skull with the jaw sawed clean off, ribs snapped like dry twigs. “Emma?” a voice called from outside. It was Officer Wren, the one who had guided her up here. “Sun’s going down. You might wanna pack up.” She stared deeper into the tunnel, where the air grew warmer instead of colder. A faint sound echoed — not wind, not water. A low, rhythmic thump. Like footsteps. Or drums. Emma stood. “I’ll be right there,” she lied. She followed the sound. And the mountain swallowed her whole. ---
Deborah_Leo · 3.8K Views

Wandering the Multiverse: Becoming a Killer

My name is Ethan Wren, a fortunate adventurer with the ability to travel across dimensions and worlds. Each time I traverse a new world, I acquire two powerful abilities by completing main missions and special tasks. - Slayer: Every time I eliminate a humanoid entity, I can gain a special trait to enhance my skills. Eliminating countless zombies will elevate me to a god-like status. - Gamer: I don't need cheats to dominate games, as I am a living cheat code. - Swordmaster: All sword techniques in the universe are within my grasp. - Connoisseur:"My friend, you smell delightful. Fear not, I am sincere with my comrades and will stand by them." - Binder: Monsters, demons, creatures, come to me! - Timekeeper: Control time, do as you please in school, do as you wish in the office! But despite my power, I prefer to blend in with lower-level martial arts. You wonder why? The world is so perilous, of course, I must become invincible before I take risks! The apocalypse reshapes human civilization, the martial arts realm takes control, the supernatural world becomes the progenitor, the armor world rises to emperor status, the absurd realm ensnares the succubus, the Ultra world trains heroes; the gods realm creates legends; the solitary world subdues the present day; the interstellar world forges the strongest mech; the myth saves Sophia; Western Paladin III; Survival at Sea; Marvel; Odyssey to the West; Mortal Ascension; DC; Duel Monsters; Beast Mastery; Primordial Realm; Lovecraftian; Dragonborne; Dark Void, Shinobi, Pirate, One Punch Wonder, Guts, Neon, Undead, Warbringer...
NovelsWorld · 44.3K Views
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