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The Divine Healer Demands Snu Snu As Payment!

For many years, people all around the world thought being crippled meant death. Getting sick meant killing the rest of your family with you.  Adventures who were gravely injured in the dungeons, soldiers and warriors wounded in the wars, and commoners getting ill from plagues. Any of them were fatal for commoners and nobles alike. But then came Aurelius, gifted with an SSS rank healing ability; he could heal injuries, conjure entire limbs, cure any illnesses, and even bring people back from the brink of death!  But, there was a catch…..  He could only treat women! And as payment… he demanded sex! …. Husband: Lord! Lord! Please save my wife! She has got the flu! Aurelius: Okay, I will heal her. But then, I must have sex with her! Husband: WHAT?! ….. Knight: Lord Aurelius, my sister here lost an arm while fighting a monster horde! Please, heal her! I will pay whatever money you ask!! Aurelius: Of course, but as payment, I want to have sex with her! …. His name spread far and wide, and many women rushed towards the divine healer who could heal anything in return for sex, even their beauty! Noble women: Aurelius-sama, please heal my face! My daughter and I will service you later~ A female knight: Lord Aurelius, you have fixed my arm! But you took my virginity! From now on, you are my husband! I shall follow you till the end of time! ….. But he didn't just have followers, though, Nobleman: AURELIUS!!! Last month, you healed my wife! And now, she's screaming your name whenever we fuck!! I will kill you!! Aurelius: Ah, that's a side effect; my bad! …..   With the growing chaos across kingdoms and the rising demon king. Will Aurelius and his army of devoted women keep their legend?
DaoistYd0crO · 372 Views

Transmigrated Indian Boy: Job Change to the Arcane Technomancer

In the year 2025, Ankush Halder, a struggling mechanical engineering student at Jadavpur University, finds himself at a crossroads. With three backlogs and placement season looming, his future looks bleak. But when he wakes up one morning, he is no longer in the world he once knew. Instead, he has transmigrated five years into the past, to a version of Earth where the world underwent a monumental shift in 1950—an interdimensional invasion that expanded the planet 100 times in size, dividing nations with ferocious monster-infested forests and forcing humanity into an era of magic, dungeons, and awakened abilities. Now an 18-year-old high school student in this altered timeline, Ankush must navigate a society where power is everything, and one’s talent and attributes determine their fate. With the Awakening Exam as the first major hurdle, he quickly realizes the fundamental shift in human intelligence and education. The system that once rewarded hard work is now rigged against the weak, with the wealthy hoarding resources, attribute-enhancing fruits, and talents to dominate the playing field. Armed with the knowledge of his previous life and an engineer’s analytical mind, Ankush refuses to be just another powerless commoner. In the Pre-Awakening Exam, he surpasses all limits, answering 600 questions—an unheard-of feat—but is expelled before anyone learns of his achievement. Branded as an average failure, he now enters the Awakening Dungeon, where he must forge his own path, unlock his true profession, and rise beyond the limitations of the system itself. Will his knowledge from modern engineering and science give him an edge in this magic-infused world? Can he survive in a world where power is dictated by talent and bloodline? In a world where monsters, dungeons, and professions determine one's fate, Ankush Halder is ready to change the game.
noob_writer77 · 22.8K Views

Ex wife Getting her life back is isn’t easy

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.
Osagie_Aromose · 2.3K Views

Crimson & Light: Starting Over In A World Isn't As Easy As It Seems

In a world where magic thrives and shadows linger, Changra Leville is a boy haunted by a fractured past. One moment, he’s navigating the mundane struggles of high school; the next, he’s thrust into a realm teetering on the edge of ruin. Armed with a mysterious crimson dagger that feeds on his emotions, Changra must confront a destiny he never asked for—one that could bring salvation or destruction. As whispers of forgotten gods and ancient prophecies surface, Changra discovers that the greatest battles are not always fought with steel, but within the heart. Will he rise to the challenge or be consumed by the darkness he fears most? Changra blinked as a small, green, fox-like creature with caterpillar legs padded toward him, its glowing tongue flicking the air. “What... even are you?” Changra asked, leaning back cautiously as it let out a melodic chirp. The creature tilted its head and chirped again, louder this time. It darted forward, brushing against his leg. “Okay, no. Boundaries! Haven’t you ever heard of personal space?” Changra yelped, stumbling back and nearly tripping over a glowing mushroom. The creature trilled happily, circling him with what seemed like the world's most confident caterpillar swagger. Changra sighed, rubbing his temples. Great. I’ve been here for less than a day, and I’m already the unofficial babysitter for alien fox bugs. Author's Note: Hi! This is going to be my first ever WebNovel. I'll take any suggestions, and eventually, I'll create a discord that everyone can chat up in and give ideas as the story goes on. This is a work of fiction that draws upon the idea of transportation into another world. This is a completely original story, with completely original characters. Chapters Released Every Other Day! (At the moment)
TheReadingOne · 20.4K Views
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