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Shameless Wife Exiled with Shameless Cannon Fodder System

………………………… Cover image did not belong to me All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work please leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… Apocalypse, spirit energy recovery, exile, space, cannon fodder, shameless to the core, “Wait… Wait…. This is not real… Why am I in the ancient story of a different country? Yes I read that book where the heroine wears the book by why am I wearing her book? Even my name is different from the character I just took on. Wait no they are the same. My name is Mohini which means an enchantress and the name here is Nuwu which also means enchantress. Also it is exile drama nonsense with the raise of the book wearing heroine. By the way how did I die? It should be that old fashioned vibrator with directly electric connection was electric taped by me. It should be my love juices that connected to the open wires. It should be one hell of a shock to send me here. That is not the point here. I am a mini cannon fodder villainess that was hated by my husband and mother in law because a soldier touched by body in the name of checking before exile. By the way I am still a newlywed wife that was married less than a month ago. Well the hands of the soldier are much rougher than my wimpy husband. But why should I show this hatred on the book wearing heroine? The original heroine already lost her come back chance because of the butter fly effect of the book wearing heroine. Should I mess with them? But it is useless. By the way, where is my golden finger?” “I am here host” A husky lewd female voice sounded in her mind. “What kind of system are you.” “I am a Shameless Cannon Fodder System host.” “Oh, do you think I am shameless.” “Of course” “Then I will not mess with those heroines, will I be punished by you? “No host, you can do anything you want. I believe in your shamelessness and lewdness… we are a perfect match you know…” Nuwu (Mohini): speechless…. Is it flirting with me, not that I care. “Well it really knows me well, but so what things will be the same any way.” If a woman has many men she will be called a slut or a whore, will a man that has many women be called a male slut? …………………….. This world will have apocalypse and more cultivation world with more than 1 heroine in the story By the way this will be the first volume and based on the response from my good readers, there will be continuation. If not I will break it at the end of the volume. ………………………………… This novel contains exhibitionism, nudity, intercourse, cheating, cuckold, humiliation, bitches, sluts, whores, netorare (NTR), netorase and many things. Read it at your own risk. …………………………………
souryourer · 52.4K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 2.2K Views

His dragon heart

#Forbidden love #Enemiestolovers #Slowburn #Betratyal #Revenge **** Carol Davis is your fiercely independent nineteen-year-old with an unwavering passion for the captivating realm of billionaire romances. She has always dismissed the allure of fantasy, firmly believing that true love is defined by kindness, care, and unwavering devotion. What she craves is a partner who embodies these traits to the fullest. Everything changes when she crosses paths with her enigmatic teacher—a brooding man, mysterious and cold. Their chemistry is electric, igniting a spark that propels them into a forbidden relationship that defies all expectations. As Carol dives headfirst into this intense connection, she discovers that her teacher holds the potential to fulfill her deepest desires. Together, they navigate the exhilarating highs and daunting lows of their budding romance. But just as they begin to carve out their own space in a world that seeks to keep them apart, the truth is revealed, and they are forced to part ways in the most heart-wrenching way ever. However, will they reunite? Would they be willing to pursue their love even after everything? #Dragons #Draconians #Earthworms #The silentum This novel has three volumes: His dragon heart: Forbidden love The mad king and the White-haired: Forbidden love The prince and slave: Forbidden love Note: This book contains mature content, so if you're not up for it, please don't read. Also, this cover doesn't belong to me. If the creator doesn't want it there, please send a message and I'll take it down ASAP.
author_zia · 66.4K Views

A Whisper of her touch

A Whisper of Her Touch: --- One night was all it was supposed to be. One unforgettable night. Ethan Cross has always lived his life by the book—structured, ambitious, and determined to leave his mark as a celebrated architect. But when a chance meeting at a rooftop party leads to a night of passion with a captivating stranger, his orderly world is turned upside down. The woman, Aria Bennett, disappears by morning, leaving behind nothing but a whispered promise of fleeting connection. Aria Bennett thrives on freedom and adventure. As a travel journalist, her life is a blur of new places and fleeting moments. The last thing she wants is to settle down—especially not with someone like Ethan, whose life seems rooted in permanence. But months later, fate throws them back together when they’re forced to collaborate on a project close to both their hearts. Their reunion is electric, but neither is ready to face the scars that keep them from love. Ethan struggles with a fear of vulnerability after a broken engagement, while Aria’s restless spirit is haunted by a past she can’t outrun. As the lines between their worlds blur, they discover that true connection isn’t found in fleeting touches—it’s built through trust, courage, and compromise. But when Aria is offered the job opportunity of a lifetime, both must decide if they’re willing to fight for a love that challenges everything they thought they wanted. In A Whisper of Her Touch, two souls collide in a tale of passion, vulnerability, and the quiet moments that leave the deepest marks.
Adelanke_Ayomide · 2.3K Views
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