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Line Without A Hook

In another world without a system

This will be a kingdom building kind with comedy but there will be a fair share of adventures. Greji was just your average high schooler minding his own business when BAM! He got hit by the infamous Truck-kun. Next thing he knows, he’s waking up in a whole new world as the son of a broke count. And sure, that might sound like the beginning of a cool power fantasy, but here’s the twist: the universe seems to have misplaced all his cheat codes. No system to guide him. No ancient spirit to train him. No talent, no godlike bloodline, no family fortune. Literally nothing. Except… oh, he’s got killer looks. Great for the masses especially women, not so much for slaying demon kings. As the demon king's armies getting out of the seals, Greji is left scrambling to figure out how to save the world without any of the usual perks. His grand “strategy”? Bluff, charm, and somehow survive with nothing but his absurdly good looks and sharp (but mostly sarcastic) wit. With a ragtag team of equally unlucky misfits, a mage whose spells never work as intended, a knight terrified of seeing blood, and a healer with a chronic inability to shut up and sometimes uses curse to heal, Greji stumbles from one disaster to another. Can he actually take down the demon king, or will his stunning face end up plastered on "Wanted: Dead or Mostly Dead" posters? One thing’s for sure: Greji’s new life is anything but ordinary… or fair. DISCLAIMER!!! I used ai to enhance my grammar but the storyline,dialogues, and idea are mine and mine alone.
Gairo · 2.3K Views

Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
Katubari · 1.6K Views
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