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What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?

In the most cliched fashion, a giant truck-kun smashed into my World, killing everyone with it. And in the next most cliched event, I was given a second chance in life by the gods to live another life in a world of swords, magic and dragons! It’s literally a dream come true! Be a hero? Who has the time?! Conquer the world? Like hell I’ll do something so troublesome! Diving into dungeons, exploring ancient ruins and meeting all the weirdos of the world? Sign me right up!! I’m only interested in travelling the world to find the most interesting materials I can use to write the best story I can! I’ll show you my creativity and dazzle this new world with the stories I’ll write! I’ll fight with dragons, swim with krakens, wrestle giants, eat all the cakes and bed the beauties! Time to live this life however I want! Eh? A psycho is running around the world saying that they are the hero who will slay the demon lord? Why is there such a crazy person? There’s someone out there threatening the world with nukes? How did they even find out how to make those? Some crazy hobo is going into other people’s houses to smash pots to look for money? That guy really must be crazy. What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy? ----- [Character Creation:] [Gender:] [Male] [Female] >[Futa] *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c
Draekai · 4.7M Views

Fragile in His Arms

Elena Delacroix never thought her quiet life as a florist would lead her back into the underworld her family abandoned years ago. Once part of a feared mafia empire, the Delacroixs left it all behind after the loss of their two eldest sons and the trauma experienced by their only daughter, Elena. Now, they only deal in flowers, beautiful, intoxicating, and, if necessary, deadly. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. One night, while making a routine delivery, Elena stumbled upon a crime scene, one she was never meant to witness. As exposed as she could ever be without having a place to hide, she held her breath as a man was executed before her eyes. Just as she prepared to flee, Lorenzo DeLuca, the ruthless mafia boss presiding over the chaos, catches a familiar scent in the air and turned to face her. It wasn’t just any scent, it was one only the Delacroix family could create. And in that moment, he recognizes her as Elena, his childhood sweetheart. The girl who had once meant everything to him and still do. Although, Elena escaped that night, but she didn’t get far as her world was turned upside down when she learnt that her family owes a massive debt to the DeLuca crime syndicate. And Lorenzo had come to collect it. But he doesn’t want just any repayment. He wants her as the repayment. Thrust into a world of power, secrets, and an undeniable attraction, Elena finds herself trapped between the past she can’t remember and a future she doesn’t want. But as long-buried memories resurface and dangerous enemies circle, one question remains; Will Lorenzo be her protector... or the greatest threat of all?
Esther_Oyinloye · 397 Views

Half me and half...

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.
Inemin · 114.2K Views
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