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Wow Sod Priest

Transmigration: I became my favorite character, the villainess.

Priest Alexander, how good is your printing? Princess Vivian said seductively with only a piece of white clothing that covered little to none of her sinful body. Alexander was shocked by the sight in front of him, looking at the woman who was one of the most beautiful, No! She’s the most beautiful woman in the Empire, but because she never made an attempt to dress up so nobody has ever seen her shine this brightly. Now looking at her with water dripping from her body like the sea pearl, her flamboyant red hair like that of burning fire, and her perfectly seductive body still wet and still carrying the freshness of a rose petals shower. Looking at the way she is wet from head to toe with the room filled with the scent of rose with water dripping from her body, gives a kind of allure that makes it hard for any man to resist her. She’s currently looking like a seductress, No!, She’s a seductress because she’s currently doing what is seductress does, seducing a priest. Vivian had an heart disease since the day she was born, since she was young, she spent most of her life lying on the hospital bed, denying her the joy of living like every other normal child. The only way for her to escape the reality that haunts her and the pain she goes through is by reading novels, watching movies, and following celebrity gossip on social media, but what becomes of Vivian when she suddenly dies from over-excitement and is transmigrated into a novel as her favorite character who was the villainess, and probably the most naïve and innocent villainess ever.
PnStar_lighter · 36.9K Views

His Untouched Devotion (BL)

The sacred chamber was dimly lit, the scent of incense curling in the air like whispers of forgotten prayers. His breath came uneven, his hands trembled at his sides as he stared at the man before him—the warrior who should not have been here. "You shiver so easily," the warrior murmured, his voice dark, teasing. Tempting. His fingers brushed over the fine silk of the priest’s robe, not quite touching—just a whisper of heat, but enough to unravel him. "D-Don’t," he breathed, stepping back, but the warrior followed. "Don’t what?" The smirk in his voice was maddening. Mocking. Dangerous. "You know what exactly you are doing. This is unacceptable..." The warrior closed the space between them and placed his finger on his lips, causing his body to tremble. His throat bobbed. The rules of the sect were clear. He was supposed to be untouchable—unblemished in body and soul, a perfect example of godliness and pureness. And yet… "I can hear your heartbeat." The warrior leaned in, the tip of his nose barely grazing his jaw. Too close. "So wild… tell me, is it fear or something else?" His lips parted, but the words died on his tongue when strong hands found his wrist, tugging him forward, pressing him flush against the heat of his body. A sharp gasp escaped him. "Let me go," he whispered pleadingly. "Then go," the warrior challenged, loosening his grip—but his body refused to move. A sinful chuckle brushed against his ear. "See? You don’t want to leave." "I do." The lie burned his tongue. "Then why are you not?" A strangled sound escaped him as warmth pooled in his core—something he never should have felt. Something he never knew he could feel. His knees buckled, but before he could fall, strong arms caught him. Held him. Claimed him. "Look at you," the warrior hummed, his voice thick with something dangerous. "I barely touched you, and you’re already breaking. Doesn't this mean something to you, my moonflower?" The warrior looked into the divine one's eyes and noticed the change of color in his eyes which made him smirk as if he had gotten his lucky shot. His gaze darkened in return, sharp with an incomprehensible hunger and before the priest could utter another world, his lips were claimed. A single tear slipped free, rolling down his cheek—a silent surrender. He just couldn't do it. He couldn't fight against this burning desire in him anymore. He was just going to let it be—whatever would happen should happen. The warrior hummed in satisfaction at the taste of the divine one, his grip tightening. A gasp was swallowed whole as the warrior’s mouth moved against his, devouring, demanding, tasting. Heat licked down his spine, a fire awakening within him, spreading through his veins like an unspoken prophecy. "So beautiful," the warrior murmured against his lips before diving back in, stealing another kiss—deeper, rougher, hungrier. He was an angel worth sinning for. The Priest's fingers clutched at the fabric between them, desperate, lost, drowning. The world outside ceased to exist. Only this moment remained. Only this touch, this heat—this forbidden, maddening desire. And as the flames outside flickered wildly in the night, so too did he burn. . . . . Y'all, this picture was gotten from Pinterest. I only changed the names and added little design. I do not originally own it. Thank you.
IJE_5 · 260 Views

Everyone: You're a Farmer, WTH is with the Tree Realm Descending

Synopsis: [Overpowered] [Crushing Enemies] [Ultimate Control] [Burning the Supporting Cast’s CPU] In a world where every citizen undergoes a national job transfer ceremony, students awaken powerful professions—knights, mages, priests, and more—to battle monstrous threats. Others take on life-class professions like chefs, blacksmiths, and tailors, essential but ordinary. And then there's Xu Yan… His fate? Farmer. Talent: Plant Affinity Skill: Promote the Growth of All Things With a worthless profession and zero combat potential, Xu Yan falls into despair. "The heavens are collapsing… Just erase me already!" But just as he's about to give up— [Ding!] Shennong System Activated! His planting skills mutate into god-tier abilities! Farming? Wood Release: Tree World Descent! Fire-making? Fire Release: Amaterasu! Movement? Dojutsu: Kamui! Animal Husbandry? Summoning Jutsu: Kurama! Firewood Splitting? Soul Slayer: Zangetsu! Clouds Flow Like Fire! Reclamation? Devil Fruit: Tremor-Tremor Fruit! The Divine Realm trembles—Gods descend! As a mere farmer, Xu Yan challenges the gods, and the world spirals into madness! "Look! The farmer is cheating again!" The Strongest Knight: "That damn farmer is tougher than a fortress!" The Strongest Mage: "Even after a full combo, I can’t scratch his HP!" The Strongest Priest: "Why does his tree summon have more utility than me!?" Even the gods, drenched in blood, roar in disbelief: "ARE YOU INSANE!? YOU CALL THIS A FARMER?!" From zero to invincible—watch as the farmer reshapes destiny! --- This is a translation. I just uploaded it here to use the audio mode, kinda lazy reading. You can read it on fictionzone.net Disclaimer: All contents of this novel belong to their respective owners.
GreenDragonEmperor · 14.2K Views
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