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Lord Simulator: My Slime Village Starts With SSS-rank Monthly Rules!

What if you died and transmigrated to a world ruled by Lords? What if you became a Lord but only had a weak FFF-rank Slime Village as your starting territory? Even your neighboring Lord has an FF-rank Goblin Village stronger than yours! Augustus Valemont woke up and saw slimes in his village, encountering such a situation. Fortunately, he awakened not one but two SSS-rank Talents, namely SSS-rank Monthly Rules and SSS-rank Lord Simulator! When he used SSS-rank Lord Simulator: -Ding! [You awakened and discovered that you are the Lord of an FFF-rank Slime Village.] [Two days later, your village was raided by goblins, and your slimes were killed. The enemy lord killed you.] [You died.] When he used the SSS-rank Monthly Rules to turn things around: -Ding! [Drawing five monthly rules...] [Wise Slime Sage (Gold): At the start of each month, a random slime in your village will awaken the SS-rank Wise Sage talent. With the SS-rank Wise Sage talent, that slime has infinite potential for evolution!] [Drunkard (White): Your villagers...] Without any hesitation, Augustus chose Wise Slime Sage (Gold) and applied the Monthly Rule to his territory. Using the Lord Simulator again: [After you obtained the gold-grade rule Wise Slime Sage, a slime named “Limloo” awakened the SS-rank Wise Sage talent.] [Two days later, the neighboring FF-rank Goblin Village sent goblins to raid your village.] [Faced with the goblin raid, Limloo adapted and learned Devour. Limloo devoured the goblins!]
MarvisWindesburg · 24.2K Views

A tragic love story: Grim reaper and Human

I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Natasha, a rebellious and sharp_tongued woman accidentally saw something she was never supposed to see, she comes across an agent of death, an immortal grim reaper cursed with endless existence and no emotions. Drogen is convinced that Natasha holds the key to ending his curse, and because of that, he does something forbidden, he revives her after death. Bound to him by a blood pact that he made with her out of impulse, she begins experiencing flashes of a forgotten past that tie her to him in ways she can't explain, and their connection deepens into something forbidden. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist. She finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. As fragments of their past becomes clearer, Natasha and Drogen must piece together the truth about their connection—a truth that holds the power to either break Drogen's curse or plunge both realms into chaos. With time running out, their choice becomes the key to saving themselves and preserving the fragile balance between the living and the dead. Excerpt: Drogen's expression softened as he stared down at her lips, a rare glimpse of raw desire shining in his eyes. "You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I've been desperately wanting to do this since you hugged me." Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, soft but insistent, catching her completely off guard. Her breath hitched as his tongue teased hers, coaxing a response. She froze for a moment, her heart racing wildly, but as his warmth enveloped her, she gave in, kissing him back. Her hesitation melted away as his touch deepened, slow and gentle, yet ignited sparks through her whole being. His hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. She gasped softly when she felt his bulge pressed hard against her, her cheeks heating in response. He didn't seem to care—if anything, it turned him on even more. His grip tightened as though he couldn't get enough of her, his kisses growing bolder, more demanding, yet still carrying an undeniable tenderness. Her fingers gripped his shirt for balance, holding on as the intensity of his touch left her breathless. He kissed her like he was savoring her, like every second mattered, and it sent a thrill through her. Every brush of his lips, every press of his body against hers, made her forget where she was. All she could feel was him. Finally, he pulled back, their foreheads resting together as they tried to catch their breath. His voice was low and rough, full of longing. "You're driving me crazy, Nat." Her lips were still tingling from his kisses as she met his gaze, her own voice trembling but steady. "Then don't stop." His dark eyes blazed with desire, and a faint smile touched his lips. "You don't know what you're asking for," he murmured, his hand slipping lower, his touch firm yet careful, as if she might disappear if he wasn't careful. "Maybe I do," she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips despite the way her heart pounded in her chest. Something in his expression softened, but the hunger in his eyes remained. She had undone him completely, and for once, he didn't want to fight it. Whatever this was, he wasn't letting go, and neither was she. For fans of forbidden love, a rebellious heroine, steamy romance, dark fantasy, a tragic past life and happy endings, this book is for you TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains R18 scenes, detailed descriptions of violence, cruelty, murder and death.
ELF_QUEEN · 29.2K Views

Never Let an Elf Steal Your Heart

[Mature Content Warning] Markos is a new templar in the Order of the Holy Sword. He must venture through the wilds of Drassin to slay demons, and stop elves from corrupting the world with magic. When he uncovers a conspiracy that runs deep through the very faith of Drassin, he must survive it or die trying. In this world where love between humans and magic users are forbidden, what will he do if he falls in love with the very people he's supposed to be fighting? ----- The Church of the Holy Sword denounces elves as the destroyers of the world. All magic use is forbidden. With its Templars, the Holy Sword has driven elves into the dark wild places. Elves wield the raw essence of magic that gives birth to demons. They warn to never let an elf meet your eye or else you will be cursed as a heartless beast until the end of your days. All his life, Markos Louvel dreamed of becoming one of the elite templars of the Order of the Holy Sword, sworn to protect all of Dressin from the threat of demons, elves, and vile magic users. One day in preparation for his proving trials, he stumbled across an elf bathing in a pool while hunting for a rare white deer. Once he encounters her, he finds himself rushed into his templar trials as his own magical ability awakens. A novel based on my rpg setting of "Shattered Universe" Cover Art by Nicoy Guevarra (https://nicoyguevarra.wixsite.com) With additional art by Kim_Lei and Nicoy Guevarra. Discord: https://discord.gg/Y79vUr4mrf Ko-fi: https://www.ko-fi.com/studiohnh
Kim_Lei · 117K Views

Leader of Goblin Debauchery: I Can Infinitely Evolve my Artifacts

[ Disclaimer: If you are a reader who cannot accept new concepts and have prejudice against everything, like considering goblins to be merely reproductive animals or only viewing them as monsters—this book isn't for you. I want to express something fresh, so see this world from my eyes, not yours. ] In the fractured world of Eronth, two primary forces dominate: Elemental Flux and Void Flux. Elemental Flux grants users the ability to wield powerful artifacts that can be strengthened through the Dominions, ancient forces tied to those artifact wielders. However, these powers are bound by bloodlines, with the purity of one's bloodline determining their strength and status. Over time, the once-pure bloodlines have diluted, causing artifacts to break into fragments, making the restoration of these powerful relics impossible. In contrast, Void Flux users draw power from dark beasts that roam the wilderness. They infuse the corrupted energy cores of these beasts into their artifacts, enhancing their strength at the cost of corruption, twisting both the artifact and the user. The hierarchy of power in Eronth is defined by the purity of bloodlines and the mastery over either fragmented Elemental Flux artifacts or the corrupted Void Flux-enhanced relics. But not everyone was on board with tradition. Three thousand years ago, there was a Goblin emperor from the Pureblooded Line of Eros who was overly ambitious for power. He began to engage in some seriously forbidden practices. In his wild pursuit to become the most powerful ruler ever, he abandoned the traditions of the world and opted for a life full of excess and debauchery. He was using some unethical methods to collect artifacts from many women, each one holding a fragment of their artifacts passed down through their bloodline. There is a saying—everyone desires power, and if they can't get it, they try to make sure the one holding it is erased from existence. All the Empires around him banded together against him, calling his actions a total blasphemy that could tear reality apart—Dragons, Elves, Dwarves, and Humans—stood against the Goblin Race. This sparked a huge war where his enemies went all out to take him and his whole race down. If he had actually done something wrong on his own, they wouldn’t have gone and killed off his entire race—some of them definitely survived—a handful of them. In the end, they captured him—destroying his tainted artifacts and burying his legacy under the rubble of a fallen empire that had now turned into broken and barren land. Time flowed naturally, and after three thousand years, when the world had changed so much, He came back. Different from before. He is the Leader of Goblin Debauchery—the sole holder of EROS FLUX. >>> NO NTR, NO YURI....
A4KL · 6.3K Views
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