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The Greatest Disciple of the Evil Sect

"It’s not the people who claim they are evil you should worry about, it’s the ones that claim they are good". . . What would a modern-day earthling do if they suddenly open their eyes to find themselves in a cultivation world? Suffering from an incurable disease since young, Yang Chen’s life came to an end due to the malicious stratagems of his relatives. Life, youth, love, wealth, family, he got to enjoy nothing. Bitter at the injustice he suffered, Yang Chen's soul was reincarnated into a whole new world where immortals and divine beings weren’t just myths. This time, he vowed to live a whimsical, self-serving, materialistic life. But what’s this? His starting point was the lowest of the low, a slave that was at the mercy of the Zhang clan. Can this still be called living? Raising a cry in defiance against his destiny, what appeared before him was the Greedvil system. Heaven-Defying Battle Skills, Supreme Pills, Weapons, Armours... anything that Yang Chen wants, can be purchased from the shop. In return, all Yang Chen had to do was commit evil acts. The Greedvil System ran on mischief points, his actions determined the points he earned. The greater the degree of evil, the higher the points!!! Hehe… Now wasn’t that great? Even the heavens want him to become a villain. Equipped with a healthy body and a powerful system, what kind of storms would Yang Chen create? . . "What’s that, a heavenly constitution? I, your grandfather can buy dozens of them. Beauties? The more the merrier. Villains? Who can hold a candle against me?" This is the story of a villain who sets on a journey to reach the martial peak. He will stomp on all the heavenly sons and pick up beauties on his way. ------ Join our discord for Q&A and to chat with fellow members- https://discord.gg/bXexmSNeqn You can also support the novel on Patreon by simply copying the link below:- patreon.com/ViciousPepper.
ViciousPepper · 1.8M Views

BloodRayne

when families could create their own superheroes, and gain billions upon billions in government funding, well, let's just say the lives of those forced to BE those heroes, isn't going to be what anyone would call normal, or healthy, or even a life at all depending on who you ask. and no one knew that more than Rayna, BloodRayne, a "hero" with the ability to use blood however she wanted, she could create it, make it rain from the clouds, hell, she could even use it to stop another person's heart with nothing more than a thought. which, in this dog-eat-dog world, this, fight or die culture, this, strong eats weak indoctrination, you'd think would be a good thing. I mean, she had godlike power, she secured her family trillions in funding, yes, TRILLIONS, and yet. she was still nothing more than an outcast, a black sheep, all because her family pioneered holy superpowers, and all of them had golden hair and blue eyes. and she didn't. she had pitch-black hair and crimson eyes. to them, she was nothing more than a demon who'd infiltrated their ranks and stolen the spot of their real daughter, her younger sister who failed to be born with ANY powers whatsoever. which, was a much bigger deal than anyone let on, because in families like this, everyone was born with powers, everyone. and yet here she was, "broken", *cough* (normal)*cough*, a crime, a taboo for this family. but not even that stopped her family from treating her like one of their own. like family. like the ONE thing Rayna had wanted from the moment she was born in her first life as Ryan, a powerless nobody abandoned on the streets, a hopeless soul who'd dared to wish for love, a broken being who sought family, even if it meant he'd give up his very body in exchange for another, for one suited for family, one that was attractive, and strong. he was a fool, and he died as one, but Rayna, refused to live as one. and if needed, she'd sleep with, claw, murder, manipulate, or straight up annihilate anyone or anything in her way on her conquest for family, even if it meant she'd have to make one herself. she didn't care. she died for this, it was happening whether the world wanted it to or not. even if it meant she had to become the one thing her mother often called her. the one thing that still managed to pierce her very cold, hardened, isolated heart. "demon."
classy_fied · 202 Views

Dreamwalker: Reign of the Heavenly Sovereign

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.
Realistic_Fantasy · 7.2K Views

Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots

New novel "Tremble, Universe's Great Beings" is currently being serialized~ Overnight, a beautiful culinary goddess turned into the despised Little Disaster Star A rundown house with three rooms, a disabled father, a weak mother, and two skinny younger sisters to take care of What?! Her mother gave birth to three daughters just because she was hard on her brothers' lives? Her father fell off the roof and has been bedridden for half a year, just because she was playing with mud nearby? She calls her grandparents once, and instantly one falls ill and the other has an accident; even the beloved sons of her Uncle's family choke on their food because that day happens to be her birthday Humph! Uncle might tolerate it, but Aunt cannot! If I don't show my power, will they all treat me like Garfield the cat?! They think for five taels of silver, they can sell me to a sick weakling for good luck? Fine, since I'm the Little Disaster Star, let's turn your house into a disaster zone! They want to sell her sister into a wealthy household to become a slave or maidservant? She shouts, grabs a cleaver, fights the demons she meets, and slays the ghosts she encounters. From then onwards, her reputation as a wild shrew spreads throughout the village So be it if I'm wild. For the sake of loved ones, I gladly become the wild Kitchen Lady. With my superb cooking skills, I open a restaurant, become a top chef, develop new recipes, capture the hearts of food lovers, and even come up with new ways to make a big fortune, leading my whole family to wealth and a better standard of living! As for those shameless relatives licking their faces and coming back to recognize kinship, she gives a sweet smile, waves them farewell: Have a good trip. The disownment paper is already framed and hanging on the wall! As for men, well, even my little sister knows: Being handsome can't fill your stomach. A man who earns money, spoils his wife, and follows the three obediences and four virtues is a top-quality brother-in-law. Serious statement: This article is purely fictional. Please do not imitate any plots, behaviors, actions, etc. Cherish your life and live well~
Xin Yue Ge · 1.1M Views

Brimful Depravation

Front Page is "NAÍNDRA NUXINUS - CADET CUNN-69". The world is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it. The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur". NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would try and publish TWO or even THREE Chapters a Day, and TWO up to SEVEN Chapters on Sundays, of course, it would depend entirely on my current schedule IRL. My Personal Goal is Publish between 15 up to 25 Chapters every week. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible.
Marshack · 105K 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 · 1M Views

RENT A HEART

The past week had felt like a lifetime of dodging my own feelings. As I sat at the head of the table, I felt the dam about to break, then the door swung open, and my heart lurched. Chris stood there, a storm cloud personified. His expression was unreadable, but one thing was clear: he wasn't smiling. My staffs exchanged glances, their gazes then focusing on me. "Eve," Chris's voice was low. "We need to talk." The room went silent, thick with nervous energy. The unspoken question hung in the air. "Chris," I said, my voice calm despite my pounding heart, "can this wait? We're in the middle of an important meeting." I wanted him to leave, to deal with this later, on my terms. "No, it can't," he said, stepping into the room. His anger simmered beneath the surface, but there was a visible vulnerability that made my own heart ache. "Please excuse us," I told my staffs, who hurriedly packed and left us alone. "You just left. You left after that night with just empty words on a piece of paper and then went out of the country for a whole week, Eve. A whole week." I was surprised to see him so vulnerable, so angry. It was the first time. It was obvious he was hurt, and I knew I was wrong. He stalked towards me, like a predator, and as he got closer, the anger seemed to flicker, replaced by a different intensity. He stopped in front of me, and then, without warning, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight, desperate embrace. My breath hitched. I went stiff for a moment, surprised by the contact. Then, almost instantly, my arms went around him, clinging to his strong frame. A mix of emotions flooded me: surprise, relief, and an overwhelming need to simply hold him. I breathed in his familiar scent, a comforting aroma that had been haunting my senses for the last week. He held me tightly, as if afraid I'd vanish if he let go, and I didn't resist. I had dreamed of this. He pulled back, his hands on my shoulders, his gaze searching mine with an intensity that made my heart flutter. The anger lingered, but it was mixed with something else. Something softer. "I missed you terribly," he whispered, the words barely audible, but they resonated through me. ------ Eve, a fashion powerhouse ruling the world's runways, needs a fake boyfriend and fast, to appease her matchmaking mother.   Christopher, a charming, secretive, and dangerously attractive heir to the biggest conglomerate in the country. needs a distraction from his father's unwanted marriage plans. Their solution? A temporary romance brokered through a "rent-a-partner" app. What starts as a mutually beneficial arrangement quickly evolves into a sizzling romance, throw in a jealous childhood crush, a clash of powerful families, and a whirlwind of hilarious misunderstandings, and you've got a recipe for a romance that's as unexpected as it is unforgettable. Will their carefully constructed facade withstand the pressure, or will their fake relationship crumble under the weight of their undeniable, and quite unexpected, love?
Medist_Winnie7 · 12.9K Views

Bride From Hell: My Three Husbands Are My Recipe For Revenge.

°MATURE AUDIENCES• He carried me, my legs wrapped around his waist, while my back rested against the wall. I loved this position when he gave it to me. I thought he was an ordinary man. I thought that since I had already tasted his touch, the dreams of our intimacy always haunting me, I could own him. Finally, as a goddess, I believed I could enjoy myself freely this time, get lost in pleasure, which I could finally savor. I wanted him for myself alone, my personal treasure. But then I began to fall for him. A treasure I thought I could use and discard at will became something I couldn't go a day without. His presence became my weak point, my doom and yet, I couldn't help but embrace him. __________ "They all deserve to die a terrible death." These were the words of the goddess of revenge when the anguished cries of a woman, a victim of relentless domestic violence reached her divine ears. Bound by her sacred duties and forced to wait for the souls of the guilty men to return for judgment, the goddess was patient. For thousands of years, she waited. And when the time came, she descended into the mortal world, inhabiting the body of a young billionaire to exact her divine punishment. Victory was a certainty for her. She had always prevailed, delivering justice to those who deserved it. But this time, her task proved unexpectedly complex. Living under the same roof with her husbands after signing a marriage deal, one of them proved to be no ordinary man. Tristan D'Leon, a vampire, a creature born from the depths of hell, carrying his own mysterious burdens and duties. Their fates intertwined, both driven by obligations they could not ignore. Yet, as time passed, something unthinkable began to take root: love. For Jade, whose purpose was to mete out divine punishment, falling for a millennia-old vampire was unthinkable. Why him? Why now? This was not her first time walking the earth, so why had the will of heaven suddenly shifted? As Jade navigated the complexities of her mission and her growing feelings for Tristan, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. The goddess of revenge, known for her unwavering dedication to justice, was now faced with a daunting question: could she truly fulfill her duty when her heart was no longer aligned with her purpose? ________ This novel is a dark romance and the more you read, the more darker it gets. Don't say I didn't warn ya. Hehehe
BLUE_WAVY_ · 12.8K Views

The Immortal Akira

[ORIGINAL] Story by: Saromaru Art by: Hero Attention to all readers, there are maybe lots of grammar mistakes when you read. I promise I'll adjust it and will improve the story mistakes. Pardon me, If I published very long, but it usually takes me 1-3 days not to publish. So, not to worry. The reason why I published late: is because I was fixing the grammar and the story, I could be sick, and probably I was busy doing school stuff, you know that's a pain in the a$$. That's all my message, for those who read this have a good day and god bless you all! :D Reminder: stay healthy cause its corona. . . . ______________________________ [CONGRATULATIONS!!] You have unlocked your main ability. Main ability: [IMMORTALITY] ------------------------------------- Skills: None. Passive skills: Infinite regeneration. ------------------------------------- Stats: Strength: 100. Mana: 1000/1000. Speed: 100. HP: ∞ Durability: 100. Bonus stats : None. ______________________________ "Wait what? Immortality??!" The boy was confused because he wasn't expecting how things turned out. In a world where magical powers and monsters exist in this world. 72% of people have this kind of power and they can see a system in front of them or they don't even have any. Systems are where they can see their data powers and ability chains, and where they have to level up until they reach their full potential by training. Many monsters have also inhabited this world, and their powers are shown by ranks. Magical powers can come from lineages or shrines if they are lucky enough to be chosen. Magical powers that come from lineages can not provide a system board. These magical powers are available when the person reached the age of 10, and they will unlock an ability called "Main Ability." These main abilities are shown to have different types, such as; physical, mage, support, and other types. Akira Keita, a warrior from a distant land, travels to the central city of Celesta. A city where warriors, soldiers, and knights fought for the city's sake and a safer place to live. Akira achieves his main ability, called "immortality," And he can't die from anything, literally. Even though he died many times, he still managed to live without harm. He is one of the warriors whose healing rate is the highest amongst the warriors from Celesta. But as he grows and trains, he gets stronger and stronger until he finally reaches his goal of becoming the strongest warrior in all corners of the world.
Morororo · 387.2K Views

The Lust Game

WARNING ⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS HIGHLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. IT IS NOT RECOMMENDED FOR ANYONE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE. Synopsis Have you ever craved something so badly it ached? A fantasy so vivid, so untouchable, that reality itself felt like a prison? [We, the "Lust Game" mobile company, have successfully launched a beta version of our newest product. Only a select few will gain access. Please note: the experience you choose is the experience you will receive.] Gwen Wilson’s fingers trembled as she read the message. She had stopped believing in dreams long ago. In love. In passion. In anything that once made life exciting. As the unwanted housewife of a cold and distant husband, she had spent years trapped in a marriage that felt more like a sentence than a union. Roderick treated her like a ghost—present but unseen, existing yet untouched. She had begged for his love. Starved for his attention. But desire had become a poison, burning inside her with nowhere to go. So when she stumbled upon Lust Game, it didn’t feel like just a game. It felt like an escape. A sweet rebellion. A chance to feel something again. [CHARACTER PROFILE: PUPPET] Name: Magnus Surreal Age: 500 [ Fixed] Race: Devil Charm: Max Physique: Max Height: 6’3 Sex Type: Freak Sex Duration: 40 minutes Fetishism: [Yes] Personality: [Cold] Harem: [No] Obsession: [Healthy] Class: Billionaire Dick Size: 10 inches [WARNING] Changes cannot be made after the information has been uploaded. [Do you want to proceed?] [YES] / [NO] Her heart pounded. A virtual lover—one she could design to her liking. No more rejection. No more loneliness. "It’s not like he’s going to appear in the real world," she whispered, pressing YES. The screen flickered. [Congratulations, Beta Tester 004. Your package is currently undergoing review. Your profile will be updated after the package has been delivered.] The air in the room suddenly felt thick and heavy. The lights dimmed for a second. Then a soft, low chuckle echoed. "The fuck?” P.S.: This book is written for my enjoyment. I have a passion for highly explicit novels with strong plotlines, and I decided to create one that satisfies me. .........................
Mystic_Hall · 505 Views

Blood and Sparks: The Edge of Power

Kai’s life was small—coffee-stained mornings, cracked recipes, and a system in his head that tweaked toasters and dough like it was nothing. Then the sky shattered. Aliens—Skraiths, jagged and brutal—invaded, tearing his city apart with green-glowing weapons and relentless claws. Superhumans rose to fight back, fire and lightning blazing through the chaos, but Kai’s world crumbled with them. Hiding in his apartment, Kai stumbles on blood—human and alien, smeared on his wall after a superhuman battle. His system, once just a tinker’s tool, awakens, offering him a choice: mimic their powers, temporary and wild, through the blood itself. Desperate, he takes it—stealing pyrokinesis, then electrokinesis, then kinetic energy, each power burning through him, fading fast. But it’s not enough. Armed with a humming Skraith weapon and a body tougher from alien blood, Kai joins a ragtag crew of enhanced fighters—Liv, Rylan, Jace, and Tucker—scraping to survive in a warzone where every shadow hides death. As Skraiths swarm and the city burns, Kai’s system pushes him deeper, analyzing, integrating, crafting minor enhancements—durability, strength, sparks of power that could make him a target or a savior. Government factions, rogue scientists, and the aliens themselves start sniffing around, drawn to his strange tech and blood-stolen abilities. By the time Kai crafts his first super-powered enhancement—an artificial strength boost—he’s no longer just a tinkerer. He’s on the edge of something bigger, something dangerous, where blood and sparks could forge a hero—or break him entirely. In a world unraveling, Kai’s fight for survival becomes a desperate race to master his system, outrun the Skraiths, and confront the truth: the power he’s chasing might destroy him—or remake the world.
Maldeth · 4.2K Views

The vengeful God in another world is me?! Wasn't it just a game?!

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image
FereliX25 · 43.7K Views

Surrender to Her

In Vivian's world, emotional detachment and worldliness are her defense mechanisms. Struggling through life, she depended on the help of Ethan and Noah's father—a wealthy man who had once rescued her. This man was Vivian’s mother’s ex-husband. Back then, Ethan and Noah were still young and didn’t understand Vivian's situation. Instead, they resented her, thinking she stole their family’s attention and affection. But everything changed overnight. The sudden death of their parents triggered a swift collapse of their fragile family: the business went bankrupt, internal power struggles were exposed, and no one was left to protect them. Vivian—who had always been an outsider—became their only guardian. At just 18, she was the only adult in the family, preventing them from being sent to an orphanage. Over the years, Vivian grew to see Ethan and Noah as her brothers, caring for them as her own. But as they grew older, their feelings for her began to shift into something more than family. The lines blurred. Vivian, influenced by her mother who is an actress never had a healthy view of love. Her relationships were always fleeting, and she never had a stable partner. Now, as the brothers' feelings evolve into something deeper, Vivian finds herself torn. She knows that if she were to accept their love, it would change everything. A breakdown in their emotional bond could not only destroy their relationship but possibly sever any family connection they still have. Vivian struggles with the weight of this new dynamic, unsure of what to do with the tangled emotions between them. What will become of their relationships?
Liora_O · 5.3K Views

THE UNEXPECTED LOVE AWAITS

Sarah, a young and ambitious receptionist, finds herself at a crossroads when she stands up her boss, Dr. Thompson, on a date. Despite her apologies, their relationship remains strained, and Sarah begins to feel suffocated in her job. Just as she's about to give up hope, a handsome and charismatic CEO, Alexander Gray, walks into the hospital and offers her a job as his personal assistant. Sarah is torn between her loyalty to Dr. Thompson and the thrill of a new opportunity. As she navigates her new role, Sarah finds herself drawn to Alexander's charming and confident exterior. One night, they give in to their passion, and Sarah finds herself falling deeply in love with Alexander. But their happiness is short-lived. A few weeks later, Sarah discovers she's pregnant with Alexander's child. Despite the shock, Alexander is overjoyed and proposes to Sarah, wanting to marry her and start a family together. However, their happiness is threatened when Alexander's father, a wealthy and influential businessman, objects to the idea of his son marrying a woman who is pregnant out of wedlock. Alexander must fight for Sarah's love and convince his father that she's the right woman for him. Just as things start to look up, Dr. Thompson reappears, determined to sabotage Sarah's happiness. In a shocking twist, he plans an accident for Sarah and her unborn child just a few weeks before their wedding. Tragically, Dr. Thompson loses his life in the process, but Sarah and her baby are left fighting for their lives. Sarah is forced to give birth prematurely, but thankfully, her baby is healthy and strong. In the end, Sarah and Alexander get married, surrounded by their loved ones. Despite the challenges they faced, their love has only grown stronger. As they exchange their vows, Sarah knows that she's found her soulmate in Alexander, the man behind her smile. The story concludes on a hopeful note, with Sarah and Alexander starting their new life together, ready to face whatever challenges come their way.
Alfred_Solomon · 1.4K Views

Harvesting The Witch Queen

Be sure to join the official HTWQ Discord server for news on the novel, direct updates, polls, & exclusive rewards such as original illustrations: https://discord.gg/pxMTZp9f5j You can donate to the novel: https://ko-fi.com/camillejuteau Growing up as a slave in the Halloween Kingdom, Junk had been a prisoner for as long as he could remember. Born without a healthy nor stable body, he might have been the weakest of all the Minotaurs. Managing to finally escape the confines of his prison cell, the beast wanders the Kingdom’s dangerous roads. His body and soul slowly and painfully withering into nothingness until he miraculously runs into one final chance—the fallen Witch Queen—Lady September Autumn who had just recently been dethroned of her royal title. She provides him the opportunity to remain alive. Keeping his body and soul intact by feeding him with her royal, sacred Queen milk. Of course, this is no act of charity. She asks for his services in return. In exchange for harvesting her milk, Junk must become her loyal servant and bodyguard fulfilling whatever she commands: including hunting down and defeating all of those responsible for her dethronement. Refuse, and no more milk. No more milk, and the Minotaur will be doomed to perish once more. So a symbiotic relationship is formed. However, the ex-prisoner has something in mind for his powerful new Queen. Harvesting the bitch herself! Ultimately corrupting her into his breeding-slut when the time is right and birthing an army of monsters to re-take the kingdom for himself instead. Together, they are marching through this ghoulish and spooky fantasy world plagued with undead, spirits, demons, werewolves, vampires, demonic Gods and far worse! . . . [ Tags ] R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Thick | Thicc | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Out doors | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action | Demon | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Wise . . . Discord link: https://discord.gg/Vx9zZqB5Ny Donations: https://ko-fi.com/camillejuteau https://www.patreon.com/camillejuteau If you have any question or hate mail: seishihentai@gmail.com Thank you for all the awesome feedback.
CamilleJuteau · 1.1M Views

Tangled in his web; I do not know my baby's father!

Nora has been married for five years only to find out her husband is attracted to men after she catches him in bed with another man. Desperate for an outlet for her woes, she finds herself tangled with another strange man at her office. At first, Nora assumes that it will be a fling, but when she finds out she's pregnant, she is confused and still embittered knowing she has entangled herself in some kind of web. After all, she is still married to a husband who doesn't love her and never will. "All I wanted was just peace of mind and a healthy and loving family. Instead, you have chosen to betray me in the most embarrassing way!" She wept. "I want a divorce!" Unfortunately, her husband and his family is unwilling to let her go. As such, Nora attempts to keep her pregnancy a secret, not knowing what her in-laws will do to her and her baby if they find out. But it gets more and more difficult to hide her growing bump, and soon enough, her husband finds out about her pregnancy. This places her on a stage to be shamed and soon enough her husband claims to be the Father in order to keep his reputation. === Is this how you decide to treat me? How could you be so disgusting?!" "That is definitely none of my business, I love Jerry too much, and you are just a third party in our relationship." "Curse you!" ____ "All I wanted was just peace of mind and a healthy and loving family, now he decided to betray me," she palmed her face and wept. "Come, let us be a family," the stranger slid his hands in her thighs and then pleasurable sounds could be heard.
Tessy_Writes · 47.2K Views

Chasing Eternity

Was this world really enough? What are the best things one can achieve in this world? Marcus' mind was plagued by such thoughts throughout his youth. Thus he always strived to be the best at whatever he did. Despite being born into a privileged family with loving parents and siblings, he never took his advantages for granted and made as much use of them as he could. Born during the First World War, enlisted in the Second World War, and after surviving many near-death situations, Marcus often thought of living the best life possible. With a very healthy lifestyle with occasional cheat days, a very successful career with a decent work-life balance, a loving wife, 2 loving children, 3 loving grandchildren, and a very close-knit group of friends Marcus excelled in all aspects of life one could. However, as he lay on his deathbed at the age of 104, surrounded by his loving family, he felt both grateful and bitter. Grateful for the fulfilling life he had led and bitter because he knew just how much more he could have had if only he could live for a little longer, If only he were not restricted by the flow of time, if only he was immortal... Thus he took a final look at his loving family and then there was darkness. And in the darkness, a voice spoke: [YOUR WISH IS GRANTED. THE FLOW OF TIME WILL NOT PUSH YOU TOWARD DEATH. THE COST IS YOUR LIFE]. And thus began my second life. ============================================ Author's Note: This is my first proper novel (fingers crossed) and I will continue improving as we move ahead with the journey. I hope that all readers like my work but that is something close to impossible for a newbie like me. So if you find any part of the novel lacking, feel free, to be honest in the comments and let me know and I will try to improve those parts in the future chapters and existing chapters as well if possible without altering the story written so far. Also, English is not my native language, so I apologize in advance for any errors and in case you find any typos or grammatical errors, let me know through the comments and I will get them rectified. Current Schedule: 7 Chapters per week.
Unaware_Existence · 7K Views
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