Lewd Voice

A guy has his choice of any female he wants, but there is only one he wants. Full of lewd comedy and awkward moments.

For having broken the sacred rule, the God of Light, Luminous, is reincarnated into a world flooded with monsters and beings that should not even exist. And what exactly is the Voice of the Void? Schedule: Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday

Wie groß muss der Reichtum einer Familie sein, die seit fünftausend Jahren vererbt wird? Manchmal weiß man erst dann, wie reich die eigene Familie wirklich ist, wenn man seine Eltern ein wenig unter Druck setzt! Erst nachdem er das fünftausendjährige Vermögen seiner Familie geerbt hatte, erkannte Zhang Menglong, dass die Freude der Reichen so einfach ist. Der Bankpräsident: "Herr Zhang, bitte, ich bitte Sie, Ihr Geld bei unserer Bank anzulegen, und Sie können den Zinssatz bestimmen!" Huaxias oberster Reicher der zweiten Generation: "Gehört Ihrer Familie die ganze Welt oder was?" Der reichste Mensch der Welt: "Ich fühle mich wie ein armer Mann!" Europäisches Königshaus: "Herr Zhang, fehlt Ihnen eine Freundin? Wenn ja, würde es Ihnen etwas ausmachen, eine zu finden? Wenn nicht, hätten Sie dann noch eine? Was halten Sie von der Prinzessin unseres Landes?" Später fand Zhang Menglong heraus, dass das College, das seine Eltern ihm hinterlassen hatten, das Beeindruckendste war. Dekan zu sein, war sogar noch schöner, als der reichste Mensch der Welt zu sein!

Quelle quantité immense doit représenter la richesse d'une famille transmise pendant cinq mille ans ? Parfois, vous ne saurez jamais à quel point votre famille est réellement riche jusqu'à ce que vous poussiez un peu vos parents ! Ce n'est qu'après avoir hérité de la fortune cinq fois millénaire de sa famille que Zhang Menglong s'est rendu compte que la joie des riches est si simple. Président de banque, "Monsieur Zhang, s'il vous plaît, je vous supplie de déposer votre argent dans notre banque, et vous pouvez fixer le taux d'intérêt !" Fils de la plus grande famille riche de Huaxia, "Le monde entier appartient-il à votre famille ou quoi?" L'homme le plus riche du monde, "Je me sens comme un pauvre homme!" Famille royale européenne, "Monsieur Zhang, avez-vous une petite amie ? Si vous n’en avez pas, cela vous dérangerait-il d’en trouver une ? Sinon, cela vous dérangerait-il d’en avoir une de plus ? Que pensez-vous de la princesse de notre pays ?" Plus tard, Zhang Menglong a découvert que l'université que ses parents lui avaient laissée était la chose la plus impressionnante. En fait, être doyen s'est avéré encore plus réjouissant qu'être l'homme le plus riche du monde !

A Young woman dies on her trip to Japan in the most anticlimactic way possible, buried by a pile of manga, light novels, and even lewd doujin after an earthquake. In her last moments, all the wishes she has suddenly become reality and materialize in all sorts of Special Abilities before she finds herself reincarnated into a corpse! Wait... Why is the corpse not moving? No matter how much she tries, it doesn't move, she's not even a zombie or something! Wait... Why is she stuck with the unmoving corpse? The corpse is actually not part of her anymore! Wait... Why is she not a physical being? Her hands are translucent, and so is her entire "new" body! "Huh... Am I a ghost?!" Accompany Maria as she survives as a ghost in a brand new and unwelcoming world, raises her own skeleton as her friend, and seeks the truth behind her second life’s death and how exactly she turned into a ghost. Not only will she have Phantasmal Powers and Dark Magic, but even the ability to raise her own Undead Army! Will anything be able to stand before her path for revenge? Over 100000 words (100 Chapters) available for free! Daily Chapters

For more R-18 lewd and depravities check out my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/YuujiEveryleaf An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has "near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation". He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile. 1st place winner of ScribbleHub's Metus Writing Contest. Discussion and updates: https://discord.gg/SbZe2qv

The cold air cut through the night as she stood frozen, watching the blade pierce his chest. His blood spilled like dark ink, staining the ground beneath them. He coughed, droplets of crimson splattering on his lips, but his gaze never wavered from hers. His eyes, filled with love, pain, and acceptance, were harder to bear than the sight of his blood. “Why are you doing this? Was my love not enough?” His voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. The agony in his voice twisted something deep inside her. The woman in front of him held the blade with a steady hand. Her face was calm, her expression unreadable. “Your biggest mistake was meeting me.” Her voice was soft, almost a caress, but the words sliced through him like the blade in her hand. “Now, you have to pay the price.”

¿Cuán masiva debe ser la riqueza de una familia que ha sido transmitida durante cinco mil años? ¡A veces, nunca sabrás cuán rica es realmente tu familia hasta que presiones un poco a tus padres! Solo después de heredar la fortuna de cinco mil años de su familia, Zhang Menglong se dio cuenta de que la alegría de los ricos es tan simple. Presidente del banco, "Señor Zhang, por favor, le suplico que deposite su dinero en nuestro banco, ¡y usted puede fijar la tasa de interés!" La segunda generación más rica de Huaxia, "¿Todo el mundo pertenece a su familia o qué?" La persona más rica del mundo, "¡Siento que soy solo un hombre pobre!" Familia Real Europea, "Señor Zhang, ¿le falta una novia? Si es así, ¿le importaría encontrar una? Si no, ¿le importaría una más? ¿Qué opina sobre la princesa de nuestro país?" Más tarde, Zhang Menglong descubrió que la universidad que sus padres le dejaron era lo más impresionante. ¡De hecho, ser decano resultó ser aún más alegre que ser la persona más rica del mundo!

Cedric, one who fought in the grand crusade against infidels that took over the Holy Land of Jerusalem has fallen. A crossbow bolt has found its way into his skull, he has met his end in a way he always wished. In service to the Lord. And yet it seems God had more plans for him. Instead of death, he found himself in the middle of the black void, his armor, and blade at his side. And yet just before he awoke, a voice whispered to him, a divine voice of God. That he was sure of. With the guidance of his voice, he was granted a path in this world, a path that would guide him towards spreading one true faith in this pagan world.

Eria, peviously a man, was reincarnated into another world as a gorgeous and bountiful elf woman. In her very first adventure, she managed to get the affection of a certain noble, who proceeded to pursuade her into giving up her chastity. Having tasted the pleasures of being a woman, she starts to seek for more. Now, almost a century later, another noble appeared in front of her. Thus, a new perverted journey starts. Disclaimer: Not for all audiences, it's R18

I turned my assassin into my maid with the power of money! Money is all-powerful! It was a world full of swords and magic; Lawrend was the son of the wealthiest merchant in town. Since the age of 7, he had been having dreams. A dream about a past life in a modern civilization where monsters are nonexistent, and humans dominate the world. Lawrend saw Iron birds, Magical bricks that display moving paintings, Thunder wielding, and many more. There was a scene in one of the dreams that made Lawrend’s heart beat fast. A row of a dozen maids bowing in front of him. Each dressed in a french maid outfit. Something awakened inside Lawrend when he had that dream. A fervent desire to have his very own Maid Harem! NOTE: READ THE AUXILIARY CHAPTER FIRST Chapter 69 is the first smut chapter. UPDATE December 2, 2021: I have provided a summary for Chapters 1 - 37 as I'm starting to rewrite them. It can be found in the Auxiliary Volume. Please give this novel another chance. I want to redeem myself as an author. UPDATE January 19, 2022: I already wrote the sequel for this novel called, "Lewd Cultivation System". The connection will be mentioned in the future, but for now, the connection isn't obvious. It can be read without prior knowledge about Combat Maid Harem. UPDATE February 11, 2022: For reasons I do not know, this book got nominated for WSA 2021, which is a huge success for this book. Basically, it means that this book is good enough but not good enough to get the gold, silver, or bronze places. UPDATE October 3, 2023: I've decided to pause this novel. I will end it when I have the time. For now, I'll go resume "Lewd Cultivation System" UPDATE January 1, 2025: This novel is now going to end soon in about 20-30 chapters. After this, I will also do the same to "Lewd Cultivation System". ===== Chapter Length: 1000 words ADDITIONAL NOTE: PLEASE READ TILL CHAPTER 40+ BEFORE DECIDING ON ANYTHING. I'M SURE YOU WON'T REGRET IT

………………………… Cover image did not belong to me All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work please leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… Apocalypse, spirit energy recovery, exile, space, cannon fodder, shameless to the core, “Wait… Wait…. This is not real… Why am I in the ancient story of a different country? Yes I read that book where the heroine wears the book by why am I wearing her book? Even my name is different from the character I just took on. Wait no they are the same. My name is Mohini which means an enchantress and the name here is Nuwu which also means enchantress. Also it is exile drama nonsense with the raise of the book wearing heroine. By the way how did I die? It should be that old fashioned vibrator with directly electric connection was electric taped by me. It should be my love juices that connected to the open wires. It should be one hell of a shock to send me here. That is not the point here. I am a mini cannon fodder villainess that was hated by my husband and mother in law because a soldier touched by body in the name of checking before exile. By the way I am still a newlywed wife that was married less than a month ago. Well the hands of the soldier are much rougher than my wimpy husband. But why should I show this hatred on the book wearing heroine? The original heroine already lost her come back chance because of the butter fly effect of the book wearing heroine. Should I mess with them? But it is useless. By the way, where is my golden finger?” “I am here host” A husky lewd female voice sounded in her mind. “What kind of system are you.” “I am a Shameless Cannon Fodder System host.” “Oh, do you think I am shameless.” “Of course” “Then I will not mess with those heroines, will I be punished by you? “No host, you can do anything you want. I believe in your shamelessness and lewdness… we are a perfect match you know…” Nuwu (Mohini): speechless…. Is it flirting with me, not that I care. “Well it really knows me well, but so what things will be the same any way.” If a woman has many men she will be called a slut or a whore, will a man that has many women be called a male slut? …………………….. This world will have apocalypse and more cultivation world with more than 1 heroine in the story By the way this will be the first volume and based on the response from my good readers, there will be continuation. If not I will break it at the end of the volume. ………………………………… This novel contains exhibitionism, nudity, intercourse, cheating, cuckold, humiliation, bitches, sluts, whores, netorare (NTR), netorase and many things. Read it at your own risk. …………………………………

I died. That's obvious. But I was reborn. How? Don't ask me. Maybe it was some god. A divine being? Ah- It doesn't matter. My life burned away and now- well I'm stuck here in this black void. This dungeon. Maybe I had lived a pious last life. Laughable as that was. But I was given a second chance. Told to grow my dungeon, to create hulking monstrosities that would destroy the world. In short, I am now a villain. I am the consciousness of the dungeon, the little orb at the end my body. And still I live. A projection of a body is created - a trap - and I am that. I am the one to guide foolish adventurers to their death. My looks are curated. Soft features that entrap the mind. I am the dungeon. I am the projection, I am human, and I am the dungeon. And I will conquer all. Every being will bow before my might. "Before you're cuteness~" Ah- heh- that too... help... I didn't ask to look this cute!

After an unfortunate encounter with Truck-kun, Kieran Darkmoon suddenly found himself transported to a world full of women, where men are as rare as a unicorn and the cultivation game is anything but straightforward! With a lewd system that rewards him for getting frisky, Kieran quickly learns that pleasure is the path to power! From racy encounters with sect elders to sneaky adventures in the weapon pavilion, every sexy escapade earns him points—and who doesn’t love a good point system? As he navigates his way through a harem of powerful women, bizarre quests, and comically awkward situations, Kieran is determined to rise above his circumstances (and maybe get some snacks along the way). Join Kieran as he juggles dual cultivation techniques, earns outrageous bonuses, and uncovers hidden treasures—all while trying to stay out of trouble (and in others pants!). With epic battles, outrageous rewards, and enough steamy moments to keep you blushing, "Lewd System in a Cultivation World Filled with Women" is a hilariously naughty adventure you won’t want to miss! Buckle up for a journey where every encounter is a chance to level up in more ways than one!

Calia is one of the few magically gifted. Recently turned 19, she is forced to attend a magical academy by law and tradition. Betrothed to the son of a powerful noblewoman, she has no choice but to find a way out of her predicament. However, the academy isn’t as straightforward as it seems—devils lurk in the shadows. A special condition plagues her, requiring her to partake in sensual activities to ease her magic. Lewd moments ensue. This story contains many adult elements. Read at your own discretion. What to expect: Developing magic system Conspiratorial politics Sexy moments Lewd scenes Minor Xianxia elements Updates Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays.

Hu Li Hua, a 22nd-century botanist, suddenly finds herself stranded in the world of the novel she just finished reading. Damn it! She’s destined to be cannon fodder who dies at the very beginning of the story?! No! She refuses! Her family, who doesn’t love her, is doomed to die one by one as cannon fodder for the female and male protagonists? Fine! Let them be! She’ll escape with her mother and enjoy the story from afar. Huh? But why has her family suddenly started loving her? What about the Green Tea Girl they always adored? “Miss Hu, can we get married and have a few adorable children?” In the middle of the night, a seductive man’s voice whispered softly in her ear. “What?! Marriage and kids?! No, I don’t want that! I just want to be a salted fish and enjoy my lazy life!” Little did Hu Li Hua know, not only was her Melon-Eating System shaking the Imperial Court, but… her inner thoughts could also be heard by others! Can Hu Li Hua escape her fate as cannon fodder? And can the handsome man win Hu Li Hua’s heart? (Note: “eating melon” is slang for gossiping.)

"Writer’s block is one thing. Being too lazy to even write is another. But waking up as a girl? Now that’s just ridiculous." At 19 years old, Joseph Angelito L. Ramondez is a NEET, a failed writer, and a professional procrastinator. He’s tried everything—every cliché in the book, every AI writing tool under the sun—but nothing works. His stories are uninspired, overdone, and completely ignored. Maybe he was just born too late for success. Or maybe he’s just destined to fail. Then, one morning, he wakes up to find himself in a female body—long, flowing silver hair, piercing blue eyes, and all. Instead of freaking out, his first thought is: "Maybe I can finally write a good gender-bend story now." Armed with a new perspective (literally) and a renewed (though still lazy) sense of purpose, Joseph sets out to turn his bizarre new reality into a bestselling novel. But can he actually finish a story for once? Or will his procrastination, crippling self-doubt, and newly complicated life get in the way? ________________ Tags:Genderbender,Slice Of Life,Male to female, Echii

Are your own voices echoing in an empty room more frightening, or is it being alone in that room with loneliness itself? How did I get to this situation? How could I be so reckless? Why did everyone see my life as normal? Why is it that while I'm running to hell, there are only spectators around me? As it is stated in Surat al-Kahf: "And you will understand that you will find no refuge other than Allah.” This verse became a light in the darkness surrounding my life, and I finally realized that I had no one to take refuge from except my Lord. I have found no other refuge from him. When I said that everything was over, my great miracle was included in my life. But I'm not worthy of him, nor is this heart of mine sensible enough to understand that… I guarantee a story that you will read with bated breath... how many pieces will Merve's world be divided into? Will Furkan be able to heal his wounds, or will he deepen those wounds even more? This is the story of finding yourself, getting lost and surviving... Are you ready to step into Merve's world now?

"Leave me alone, Azlan," Shahana choked out, her voice tight with anger and despair. "I'm not going anywhere with you." Ignoring her pleas, Azlan reached for her wrist, his grip firm but not brutal. Shahana flinched, the memory of countless similar moments flashing before her eyes. She tried to pull away, but his hold was unwavering. Desperate, she cast a pleading glance at her father, who stood frozen, his face a mask of conflicting emotions. His wife reached out to comfort him but was stopped by a subtle shake of his head. "Azlan, listen to me," Shahana said, her voice shaking. " I don't want to be in this relationship anymore. I want a divorce." The words hung heavy in the air, met with a tense silence. Azlan's jaw clenched, his eyes hardening. He wouldn't let her go, not without a fight. Yet, amidst the fire of his determination, a flicker of pain flickered across his face. Shahana, emboldened by the spark of vulnerability, shifted her gaze towards her in-laws. "Baba," she pleaded, her voice trembling slightly. "Please ask Azlan to stop. I don't want to leave with him." Azlan's father, a man known for his calm demeanor, took a hesitant step forward. "Azlan," he began, his voice measured. "Perhaps we should all..." Before he could finish, Azlan cut him off, his voice laced with a controlled fury. "No, Dad. This is a private matter. Let us handle it." Even in the heat of his emotions, respect for his family shone through. He may be a ruthless businessman, but he wouldn't disrespect his father, the one person he truly valued. However, on this issue, he was determined to have his way. Ignoring everyone, he marched towards his car, grabbed her arm, and ushered her into the passenger seat. Without a word, he started the engine and sped away.

Warning contains-Incest/Ntr/ Heavy Netorare A Boy struggles with the problems of being raised in a family full of lewd older women. patreon.com/HiddeGoose 100+ Stories available

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

This novel is inspired by novels where heroines can hear the villain's inner voice, but the main character is the protagonist in the original story not the villain whose voice audible to the heroines. No NTR ---- Chen Fan descends from the mountain after learning from his master for 10 years. The purpose? Of course, to enjoy life and reach the pinnacle of greatness. But there’s something strange about the girls he meets… ---- A/N : This is my first novel, and since English isn't my native language, I kindly ask for your understanding regarding any awkward phrasing or grammatical errors. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.

How long can one ignore the voices in their head? Nine years. To Mark, that was the limit. For the majority of his life, Mark White has been fighting a constant battle for his sanity. The voices in his head pushed him toward madness one whisper at a time, and the music he used to ward against them was gradually losing its effects. As his mental state slowly deteriorated, Mark spent more of his time working on a game he had been developing and lamenting his lack of romantic experience. One night, the voices dealt him a powerful blow, bringing their battle to an end. To his surprise, Mark won the battle, but that came at a great cost. The voices might have disappeared, but a visual hallucination arrived to replace them, taking the form of a character from his game: Maids VS Apocalypse. Little did he know that the real apocalypse was already coming for him. ======================================= Check out my other work! Valkyrie Smash.

No NTR-Incest A Boy struggles with the problems of being raised in a family full of lewd older women.

Warning- only read if you're an adult. You shouldn't read if you don't like twisted or lewd things that aren't the norm. Just saying, oki. This isn't the ceo love romance. We all known cheating is bad, but when a guy does it, it's fine. All these stories about a man entering a fantasy world, banging all the different ladies, but when a woman does it, it is seen as a bad deed. Here's a story where the lead is female, and sex is part of the journey.

Alastair Carter is a 27-year-old marketing and management teacher like many others around the world. Well... maybe besides the fact that he teaches some of that world's prodigies, but it's just a small detail. Even though he loves fantasy novels, he has never expected getting sucked into a fantasy world himself. I mean, who does? Follow Alastair and find out how he will deal with this predicament. Will he be nominated as a hero? Will he save the world in crisis or focus on looking for a way back to Earth? Or perhaps, will he settle down and live peacefully? This is the beginning of a great tale... ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Chapter Ero-meter: [ * ] - A bit of explicit content [ * * ] - Around half a chapter of lewds [ * * * ] - WAIT?! IT'S ALL F***ING LEWDS?! Main release day: Monday. What to expect: Some light management, a status system in the background, some slavery, wholesome lewding centered around the MC, a slice of life story and loads of lovely monster girls. What NOT to expect: Depictions of rape, mindbreak or abusive mind control, NTR, heavy sexual abuse and other heavy stuff. The title is not a "bait", but please don't expect fully devoted "hot" chapters every other release. It all depends on the flow of the story (which is still a Slice of Life) and might come to a moment where stuff may happen often, but not all the time. Socials: Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Saileri Discord Community: https://discord.gg/uPjt6DJ

“Make a choice, Andrew,” she repeated, her voice quieter now but no less firm. “Choose. You can have her, or you can have me. But you can’t have both.”

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?

[18+ Content Warning] Lost and alone, Ace wakes up on a mysterious bridge with no memories of who she is or how she got there. But she's not alone for long. Found by a mysterious Sidhe (Shee), an immortal creature of legend, Ace is taken to the village of The Dread, a place where the fabric of reality is woven from truth and honesty. In this strange new world, words have power - and truth is the only currency. The villagers trade in secrets and stories, and deception comes with a steep price. As Ace tries to find her place in The Dread, she must face the possibility that her memories may never return. But as she learns more about the village and its people, she starts to uncover clues about a bigger truth. Will she be able to remember her past, or will the secrets of The Dread remain a mystery? And what will she discover about this strange new world and her place in it?

Noah, an F-Rank Hunter, was known as the weakest Hunter in the world. To pay for his sister’s hospital bills, he risked his life by entering Dungeons. During a Dungeon raid, he was betrayed—sacrificed in a cold, dark abyss where monsters tore his body apart. As he lay on the brink of death, he heard a voice. A voice that would change his fate—from the weakest to the strongest.