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Touhou Tentacle Feast

My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God

Gary Smith arrived in a peculiar world of beastmasters, where an ancient taboo was reborn from the depth of time, and an evil god was lurking. In this world, birds and beasts, rivers and mountains, even elements could spawn spiritual power and turn into pet beasts. Among them, the powerful ones became ecological niches by themselves, radiating secret realm ecosystems such as the Yellow Spring, Skeleton Kingdom, Succubus Nest, and Kingdom of the Sky Tree, nurturing countless followers. The beastmasters make contracts with the pet beasts, nurture them, and control the spiritual power. After witnessing the "Taboo Sun" event, Gary Smith obtained the ability to extract materials from everything in the world and compile "Secret Food". Through the Evolutionary Secret Food, the combination of "The Shattered Dusk World" + "Ancient Dragon’s Dead Egg" results in the Feast of the End. When the pet beast consumes it, it evolves into the Dusk Dragon God. The Dusk Domain erodes the world, turning into the God at the end of time. The Skill Secret Food allows the pet beasts to plunder skills from everything, becoming omniscient and omnipotent. The Sacrificial Secret Food snatches the taboo time, sacrifices the ancient beings, and blasphemes against the gods. His style of beast control also started to become peculiar. There is the Spider Shadow that devours ancient dragons and weaves dreams of all lives with its threads, the Red Master that pollutes the multiverse, and the Devourer of the Realms, who consumes worlds... In response to this, he explained, "My pet beasts are just a bit peculiar. They really are not evil gods!"
Morning dusk crow · 1.1M Views

Grotto of Infinite Cycles

His life as a pragmatic Swiss engineer met a definitive end, only for awareness to dawn again beneath the borrowed skies of a Xianxia world. He awoke trapped in the body of Chen Yi, a young master burdened by unfamiliar customs and the encroaching memories of a life not his own. Before he could fully grasp this impossible reality, a strange interface materialized before him—a system powered by the world's spiritual energy: Spirit Stones. Driven by a chilling curiosity born from the shock of transition, he activated it. The cost: one Spirit Stone. The result: a horrifyingly visceral simulation of his new family's impending doom – a wedding feast destined to become a bloodbath, culminating in his own brutal, simulated demise. Armed with this terrifying foresight and governed by the cold calculus of survival inherited from his past life, he made his choice. Heroism held no appeal; saving strangers bound only by phantom memories was illogical. Survival was paramount. Taking only the simulation's grim memories as his reward, he ruthlessly abandoned the doomed Chen Mansion, fleeing to a hidden grotto revealed during his simulated escape. Here, in the damp darkness, a new strategy takes shape. The system offers knowledge, experience, even items pulled from simulated timelines, all for a cost intrinsically tied to his cultivation realm. The path becomes chillingly clear: remain a mere mortal, keep the simulation cost minimal, and exploit this reality-bending power from the unbreachable safety of stone walls. While the world outside hurtles towards inevitable chaos, he will cultivate knowledge through infinite simulated lives, mastering theories of power and immortality, surviving on scavenged scraps pulled from virtual pasts. His sanctuary is a grotto; his cultivation ground, the endless, recursive possibilities of the simulation. Let others chase tangible power across the lands; he will build his foundation unseen, cycle by cycle, until the cost of godhood itself becomes affordable.
asdf123_fffggg · 361 Views

Seven Sins System

[Warning: Smut content, Tentacled MC, Monster Girls, MILF, Mature, R18, Harem, No NTR, No Rape] "I only accept an equivalent trade. A wish for a wish. Body or soul, which one will you give me?" It was the same offer every time a mortal summoned him, the crown prince of the shadow realm and the lord of wrath, Azrael Shadowraven de Nightfall. The demons bowed their heads to him. All creatures, mortals, and even angels feared him. However, everything changed after he was sent for a secret mission in the mortal realm to expand his seven sins power. Hiding his identity among the mortals, the vampires were attracted by his royal blood. The mortals were either jealous or admired his abilities. The angels were curious about him. The demons wanted to kill him and take over his power. Little did he know, he had another hidden power sealed inside of him. Something terrifying that could turn him either into the ruler of the three realms or an evil that could destroy all beings. -------------- *Most of my story has a big harem, I'm not interested in writing a small harem with only two or three girls. The MC doesn't treat his woman as a sex object. Non-consensual relationship also not my thing. Tags: Mature Content , R-18 , Smut , Incest, Comedy , Tentacles, Monster Girls , Yandere , Succubus , Magic , Demons , Angels , Hybrid , Hiding Identity, Goddess , Devil , Battle Academy , Beasts , Action , Mystery , Overpowered , Strong to Stronger , Harem , System , Servants , Handsome Male Lead , Smart Male Lead and a little bit of Slice of Life. -------------- Other works: *The Incubus System *Dragon King's Harem *Dark Moon: Rise of The Dark King *Demon Lord's Succubus (Completed) -------------- Cover by commission from Deviantart My Discord: https://discord.gg/mSRHyMVhnG
Nanakawaichan · 1.8M Views

To His Hell and Back

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."
mata0eve · 131.3K Views

Princess Layla

In the heart of the Arabian Peninsula, where five kingdoms are bound by alliances and rivalries, Princess Layla of Zafirah is born into a life of gilded captivity. As the daughter of a king desperate for a male heir, she is seen as little more than a pawn in the political games of men. But unlike her sisters, Layla refuses to be caged by tradition. She dreams of the open desert, of foreign lands, of a life dictated by her own will, not royal duty. On the night of a grand feast meant to seal her fate in an arranged marriage, Layla makes a daring escape. Disguised as a commoner, she vanishes into the vast dunes, But freedom comes at a price. The desert is ruled by the feared and enigmatic Desert Warlord, a man both revered and despised; a warrior with supernatural abilities, a man of unrelenting dominance, possessiveness, and secrets as deep as the shifting sands. He rescues Layla from danger but denies his growing obsession with the defiant princess. As Layla’s disappearance sends the kingdoms into turmoil, her childhood betrothed the Ruthless Prince, a cunning and manipulative ruler refuses to let her go. He will wage war, spill blood, and conquer cities if it means reclaiming what he believes is his. Caught between two powerful men one who seeks to own her, the other who refuses to admit he loves her, Layla is thrust into a treacherous game of power, betrayal, and forbidden desires. But Layla is no pawn. As secrets unravel and alliances crumble, Layla must choose return to the safety of her royal chains or embrace the dangerous, untamed power within her veins. In a world where love is a battlefield and magic is a curse, can a nomadic princess truly claim her destiny?
Danjuma_Safiyyah · 46 Views

Azrael, The Strongest Slayer

--Spin off-Prequel of my novel "The tale of a vampire slayer" that follows the legend of Azrael, the strongest Slayer-- [Trigger Warning! May contain Very violent scenes.] "A man with no past. A shadow with no master. A legend whispered in fear." The night does not belong to men. The world has long since fallen under the dominion of those who feast on blood, their cursed rule upheld by dark sorcery and immortal bloodlines. The gods have turned away, the light has faded, and the few who still resist do so in vain. But in the darkest abyss of history, there exists a name. A name that should not exist. A name that does not belong to kings, nor heroes, nor prophets. Azrael Noctis. No divine blessing. No enchanted blood. No ancient power. Only flesh, steel, and an unshakable will. He is the man born without magic in a world of sorcery. A lone figure who walks the path no one else dares to tread. An executioner with no master, an instrument of destruction bound by a single, unbreakable rule— "I do not kill men. I do not kill demons. I'm only born to kill vampires." No one knows where he came from. No one knows how he defies the limits of human flesh. He does not tire. He does not falter. He does not kneel. Some say he is a curse upon the cursed, a punishment forged by the heavens to purge the world of the damned. Others whisper that he is no man at all, but something far worse. But one truth remains: wherever the night stretches its claws, the Slayer will return from his ashes and destroy the evil. A dark fantasy epic of relentless battle and supernatural terror. One man vs. an entire world of monsters. The legend that should never have existed.
Ryukiro · 2.2K Views

Gene System

Blake is a young man who has had to suffer through devastation over and over again losing more than just an arm. With no power of his own he could barely stand a chance against others or even be deemed useful by the military. All he can do is accept his sister's help bitterly knowing he can't return it to the same effect. After a series of events a meeting with near death shocks him to his very core changing his life forever. Awakening a hidden element buried deep within his genetic code. The Gene System, an advanced complex genetic technology used to expand and improve the overall potential and direction of evolution for the user's genetic code naturally mapping out and directing where the user should go with the growth they obtain. Not much else is known, only that few on every planet are given one through unknown means. The current state of the world is racked with unbridled chaos as the military fruitless attempts to stop the atrocities committed by the organisation known as the Gene hunters. Seeking to steal and splice any genetic data they can get their hands on by whatever psychotic means whether it be dissection, slow harvesting or cloning ethics are not a concern. Hundreds of thousands have been affected by the gene hunters including Blake's family. Some are never seen again, just used as cows for genetic harvesting over and over again until they dried up never to see their families again. Changes have begun to sprout in the background of earth leading to more and more mysterious events occurring, genetic powers becoming stronger, animals becoming mutated and evolving faster than normal generational lines. All the while in the background an unknown force beyond human comprehension lurks just beyond the veil waiting patiently for the time to run out and indulge in his planet level feast devouring all life in sight. Blake will give his all to overcome these brutal circumstances by whatever means. No matter the pain, suffering or loss he will continue to go forward no matter the cost. Failure isn't a devastation but a stepping stone in his larger goal. In his pursuit to build his strength he wont forget where he came from guarding the weak as someone who grew from that. Seeing the lack of care or acknowledgement to the majority viewed as weak in the military disdain makes him step up as the leader needed to change the structure of this world for the better. In the weak there is strength which Blake knows all too well. His reason to go forward is to become the man he wants to be. The only thing that truly terrifies is the idea of letting it all go, giving up and betraying himself and his potential.
NocturnOwl · 899.8K Views

He Comes At Night

Rose stood defiantly, eyes locked onto his golden ones as she lifted the hem of her small top, exposing the smooth expanse of her stomach before peeling the fabric over her head. The red glittering bra shimmering under moonlight as if made for this very moment. She ignored the tremor of anticipation curling in her gut. None of that mattered. Not even the reckless haze of drugs clouding her thoughts. Tonight, she was in control. This was a mission. A mission to keep his attention solely on her so could save her friend from his curse. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, her breath steadying when she saw him go rigid. Shoulders squared. Posture tensed. Not in fear. Not in disgust. But in something far sinister. His Interest. “Yes… feast your depraved little eyes and filthy mind on this,” she whispered, smirking as the shorts fell away, pooling at her ankles. The silky red thong clung to her hips, the moonlight accentuating every curve of her body. She flicked the discarded clothing aside, shifting her weight slightly as she let her nightly visitor drink in the sight of her naked glory. His posture no longer that of boredom. Good. That was exactly what she wanted. More like, what intoxicated, irrational Rose wanted. She twirled, giving him a deliberate view, rolling her hips just enough to torment. “Since you’ve made my life a living hell, I might as well return the favor.” She cast a wicked smile over her shoulder. “Consider this my gift to you—one you’ll never get to touch.” By the time she turned back, her stomach plummeted. He had moved. No longer a distant silhouette in the meadow—he now stood at the edge of her patio. Much closer and so much real. The thrill that had fueled her was fading slowly. Had she just made a mistake playing this game with her stalker? Swallowing hard, she lowered herself onto the chair, parting her bare legs wide and letting the wooden cross dangle before her barely covered cherry, in a taunt. A silent challenge. His fingers curled around the wooden rail, veins standing taut against the black ink of his tattoos. His chest rose and fell, controlled but heavier, as though restraining something barely contained beneath his skin. "Want a taste, my dear stalker?" Rose whispers She had him pinned. Or so she thought. Her shadowy visitor moves. Slow, deliberate steps leading closer. Panic slammed into her. No. Rose bolted upright, pressing the cross against the glass door separating them. “Stay back!” Her voice wavered a bit. “I swear, I’ll burn your stalking ass right where you stand!” He stilled. A beat of silence. Then— A low, quiet chuckle rumbled through the night air, reaching her ears like smoke. Deep and Dark. Her stomach twisted. The sound was foreign, yet eerily familiar. As if she had always known this was how he would sound. His hands rose in mock surrender, his hooded head tilting slightly, as if entertained by her little performance. Then, as effortlessly as he had closed the distance, he stepped back. Rose’s breath fastened. She was playing with fire, willingly, by provoking the one who comes out at night and remain in shadows. And he was enjoying it.   == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?
AkumaQuil · 37.1K Views

The Ethereal Cascade

When the thanks-giving feast comes close to its end in the sandmarches a hot wind from the east will come up and bring chaos to the empire. During its turmoil a long hidden and imprisoned evil is released from its prison. A wild hunt and struggle between the forces of order and those craving for power emerges in these dark times. Rovan is drawn into the whirlstorm of official and secret powerful forces to either fall for the seductive allure of evil or walk his destined path. Can he stay on his way when his comrades right and left fall prey to evil and it schemes? And what will happen to him, when he finally meets Lenja, the love of his teen years, and recognizes what time and ambition did to her. Will he be able to save her? *********************************************************** Schedule: 1 chapter / day Western fantasy with a strong emphasize on the characters. Building a large world with many factions, desires and destinies. Do not expect to read about the MC all the time. Audience: Due to its complexity and the effort to transmit mental growth, backround and emotions it is most certainly difficult for children below 14. Sexuality and brutality will not be narrated in details. ************************************************************ Please leave your comments and questions. I am also able to provide backround material of the world an it´s people seperatly if you are interested (like maps, family history, religious systems, catalogue of magical academies and so on.) I will publish this material as auxillary Volumes.
Marcian_Noxx · 53.8K Views

A Traveller's Lost Dreams

Before there was light there were the Nightmares, and before that, there were the things that feasted upon the nightmares, the dark. Those that were born from the Darkness, at the birth of the First light of the Cosmic Sands that helped the worlds take shape. When the very first of the soul-possessing creatures, the lightborne witnessed the darkness, they sought to destroy it, fearing that would consume all things in its Voidfull Sea, but in their folly, their hubris had undone a fundamental aspect of the cosmos. Without the threat of the darkness to stave off the nightmares, all the worlds within each stellar grain became the prey they could hunt without limit. Grain by grain, world by world was lost, consumed by the nightmares, expanding the reach of the Voidfull Sea. But their hunger would not go unchecked, as the lightborne that remained, sought to correct the faults of their ancestors. Using the antithesis of the nightmare's might, they empowered a chosen few with their dreams, and with that, they forced the nightmares back into the Voidfull Sea. Using their light, they shielded the Cosmic Sands, from the reach of the abyssal waters. But where there is light, darkness will be born to soon consume it, and for some, the light isn't strong enough to keep the nightmares away. These grains, these unguarded worlds, without their light, their now, dustborne find those with that can once again wield the might of their dreams. For someone must, they must bear our dreams with the strength to achieve them. They may never have wanted a part in this ageless war, but they have now been entrusted with our hopes, the very last of our Dreams.
AllenWisse · 17.8K Views

Eternal Rebirth: The Hero's Second Dawn

"He died a hero. He awoke a liar." **Kael Aranthor** sacrificed everything to slay a god. He failed. Reborn as **Elias Ravenspire**, the pampered heir to a noble house, he remembers the apocalypse that shattered his world—and the God of Destruction, **Vyrthax**, who hunts him still. But in this new life, Kael is trapped in the body of an eight-year-old boy, his legendary strength replaced by trembling hands and a family who sees him as a stranger. **The Ravenspires have secrets.** Their bloodline carries a forgotten power—a silver flame gifted by a goddess to fight the Devourer of Worlds. When shadow creatures stalk Elias’s new home and his birthmark ignites with ancient magic, he realizes Vyrthax’s hunger spans realms. To protect his sister Lila and the parents he’s learning to love, Elias must wield a power he cannot control… and confront the truth about the life he lost. **But the past won’t stay buried.** Vyrthax’s whispers poison Elias’s dreams. Family heirlooms hide forbidden histories. And when a cryptic blacksmith’s apprentice discovers Elias’s cursed magic, their fragile alliance could save the realm—or doom it. **In a world where gods feast on despair, one reborn hero must choose:** Embrace the warrior he was, or become the boy he’s meant to be. --- ### **Why Readers Will Love This Story**: - **Epic Reincarnation Fantasy**: Think *Mushoku Tensei* meets *The Wheel of Time*, with a child protagonist balancing vulnerability and latent god-slaying power. - **Morally Complex Villain**: Vyrthax isn’t just a destroyer—he’s a philosopher of despair, taunting Elias with truths that blur the line between monster and martyr. - **Family Secrets & Sacrifice**: The Ravenspire dynasty’s hidden past unravels in a gothic manor, where love and lies are two sides of the same blade. - **Relentless Pacing**: From midnight crypt rituals to shadow-infested forests, every chapter escalates tension, blending emotional depth with heart-pounding action. - **A Hero You’ll Root For**: Elias is no chosen one—he’s a traumatized soldier in a child’s body, fighting to protect a family he doesn’t believe he deserves. --- **Perfect for fans of**: - *The Stormlight Archive’s* intricate worldbuilding - *The Beginning After the End’s* reincarnation-driven growth - *Fullmetal Alchemist’s* blend of familial bonds and cosmic stakes - *Attack on Titan’s* relentless, existential dread --- **"A masterpiece of rebirth and redemption, where every flicker of hope is a rebellion against the dark."** --- **Dive into Chapter 1** and discover why one reader called it *"the love child of *Mistborn* and *Spirited Away*—dark, dazzling, and impossible to put down
books_review · 1.4K Views
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