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Creating A Succubus Army In A Fantasy World!

[Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, monster girls, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!] ..... Creed Walden was a man of culture. Refined. Sophisticated. A true enjoyer of the finer things in life. Which was exactly why he ended up getting shot in the nuts. Who knew that messing with a gangster’s woman would lead to such unfortunate circumstances? One moment, he was enjoying the peak of pleasure, the next—BANG! Eternal darkness. But instead of fading into nothingness, he woke up… in a completely different world. A world he knew. It was the setting of a novel he had read ten years ago—a brutal, unforgiving wasteland where monstrous creatures roamed, and humanity teetered on the brink of extinction. The Apocalypse had begun. Here, humans awakened incredible talents to survive. Some became swordmasters, capable of cutting mountains in half. Others became mages, wielding fire and lightning at their fingertips. The strong ruled, the weak perished, and only those with true power could thrive. And Creed? He awakened… a summoning ability. Not bad, right? He could call forth mighty beasts, legendary heroes, or divine warriors to fight for him! At least, that’s what he thought. Until his first summon appeared. A gorgeous, sultry woman with horns, bat-like wings, and a very inappropriate outfit. A Succubus. It didn’t take long for Creed to realize the shocking truth—his summoning ability could only summon Succubi! The apocalypse was raging. Civilization was collapsing. People were awakening godlike powers to fight for survival. And here he was. Surrounded by beautiful, seductive demons who thrived on… other kinds of energy. Creed leaned back with a grin, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and wicked excitement. “...Well, I suppose there are worse fates.”
DungeonHunter · 231.7K Views

WHEN I MET YOU.

THE UNFORGETTABLE CRUSH THAT SHOOK MY SOUL.       HEATHER'S POV; I'm Heather Morgan Claus the daughter of a middle class family from Brooklyn. I was born a typical brainiac the smartest of all my family members and most definitely the only child of my parents. I was born with what I call average beauty a blue eyes,golden afro hair due to my distant African gene, an average height of 6,4 feet a big boob and buttocks and also a slender curve with big hips that made me feel insecure.  Being lonely was a normal thing for me was a normal thing because I had no friends except my overprotective cousins Kyle and Jules. They made me feel special and loved more than anything in the world and I was thrilled to be with them. Boys never came along to date me basically because it's either I'm too tall for their liking or I'm too robust or too perfect and studious or even much of a nerd who can't match their tastes. Kyle and Jules made sure I was okay and boy did they beat the shit outta those knuckle heads who dared to mock me for my appearance. Soon enough all these fantasies all came to an end because while I was in tenth grade and they were in their twelfth grade they both fell in love with some girls from the neighbouring school and I was soon discarded and left out to fend on my own. I became an object of mockery and taunts from all sides. Years passed but the bullying didn't stop and soon afterwards some stupid bimbo and their boyfriend all came to join what they called fun by bullying me. Jake the leader of the zeals was by far the most handsome and he had an emerald green eyes, lovely red hair, kissable lips and a fine body and he was more of a greek god's personality. He had a commanding presence that sent shivers down my spine. I thought he was an epitome of beauty but like the saying goes beauty comes from within. He was a tyrant and he made my life a living hell with every given chance he got. Belle his girlfriend a blond haired girl with brown eyes and long slender legs always taunted me relentlessly. One day while I was heading to my locker I was bumped into by belle and her friends Chloe and Charis. They gave me a hard time and without mercy they shred my clothe and made me an object of perpetual laughter while they made fun of my SpongeBob underwear, Evans and Michael Jenkins popularly know as MJ tired to cover my naked body but Jake ordered them no to do so. He stared at my body with lust and contempt in his eyes making me wonder what I had ever done to him to deserve all the hate. The shame was too much to bear and when I was went home I scrolled through the school platform and it was all over the media and I fell into a complete depressed stage. Days turned to weeks and weeks to years and then one day after the prom prank I had endured I decided to jump from the third floor of the venue. The pain was too much to bear as crismon liquid surrounded me like a pool. The pain felt like home and after several minutes of comfort I felt like my consciousness was slipping into the abyss surrounded by darkness.
ACETECH2605 · 5K Views

Creed: World’s Strongest

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.
Basil_Chaway · 11.8K Views

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSS—Rank Reincarnator, Transmigrator, Regressor

THE TRAGIC, GLORIOUS, AND ABSURD DEATH OF COLL APSI: A NATIONAL DISASTER OR A BLESSING IN DISGUISE? By: A Reporter Who Was Forced to Write This Ladies and gentlemen, citizens of the internet, and all the unfortunate souls who have nothing better to do than read this article—today, we gather to mourn (or mock) the untimely demise of Coll Apsi, the so-called "number one pro-gamer" of Yggdrasil Online. Yes, you heard that right. The man who dedicated his life to clicking buttons faster than the rest of us has finally clicked his last. How did it happen, you ask? Was it a tragic accident? A conspiracy? Perhaps the government finally decided to tax gamers for their virtual wealth? No, dear readers. The truth is far more poetic. Coll Apsi, a man of legendary skill but questionable life choices, was found dead in his apartment. His cause of death? A brain shock caused by excessive stimulation. A poetic way of saying that his brain literally couldn’t handle his own awesomeness. Some might say it was a divine punishment for spending too much money on in-game cosmetics, while others argue it was simply evolution removing the weak from the gene pool. Now, let’s talk about the crime scene. The authorities found our dear Coll in a rather unique position—doing a full kayang (bridge pose) while his manhood stood at full attention. Some experts suggest this was a final salute to his gacha waifus, while others believe it was a desperate attempt to ascend into another dimension. Either way, it worked. He got isekai’d. Naturally, the news spread faster than government scandals, and soon, the live chat was flooded with reactions that ranged from genuine sadness to absolute degeneracy. Some fans cried out, “Gone too soon!”, while others immediately began making memes about “Coll Apsi’s Final Form.” There was even a small cult forming, claiming that he had achieved true enlightenment and would return as the God of RNG. But let’s not forget the family’s response. In a heartwarming display of motherly affection, Coll’s mother, Madam Apsi, was interviewed and gave a truly tear-jerking statement: "That useless brat! Where’s all his money?! I raised a son, not a broke corpse!" Indeed, it turns out that despite being a top-tier professional gamer, Coll Apsi somehow managed to spend every single penny he earned on loot boxes, NFTs, and premium battle passes. A true financial mastermind. The government’s tax department, upon realizing there was nothing left to seize, immediately lost interest in the case. And if you thought that was the end of it—oh no. Even game developers and corporations had something to say. The official Yggdrasil Online Twitter account posted a heartfelt message: "Rest in peace, Coll Apsi. May your soul continue to grind in another world." Meanwhile, other game developers jumped on the opportunity, releasing limited-time Coll Apsi tribute skins priced at a very respectful 99.99 dollars. Nothing honors the dead like capitalism, after all. But perhaps the most unexpected response came from a national agency, which, in a rare moment of self-awareness, tweeted: "We have reviewed the case and can confirm that Coll Apsi’s death was indeed NOT a government operation. If we were responsible, we assure you it would have looked like a normal heart attack." Ah, government transparency at its finest. Of course, conspiracy theories began to spread. Some claimed that Coll had unlocked the secrets of the universe, while others believed he was assassinated by a rival esports team. There was even one theory suggesting that he had successfully hacked the afterlife, leading to an emergency server maintenance in heaven.
DimensionalEater · 5.2K Views

PHEPHISA(The nightmares that happen in daylight-)

Phephisa is a gripping and thought-provoking novel that delves into the intricate web of mental health, trauma, love, and resilience. When a seemingly perfect life begins to unravel, trauma re-merges exposing the sinister underbelly of exploitation and abuse. As the protagonist navigates her own struggles with anxiety, depression, and childhood trauma, she finds herself entangled in a dangerous world where exploitation and manipulation lurk. With each step, she must confront the shadows of her past and the harsh realities of being a woman. This powerful debut novel sheds light on: 1. The silent struggles of mental health. 2. The resilience of survivors. 3. The underbelly of exploitation Through raw emotion and unflinching honesty, Phephisa urges readers to confront the darkness, seek help, and support those affected by trauma and exploitation. My goal is to spark empathy and understanding, rather than provide a factual account. I encourage readers to explore reputable sources for a deeper understanding of this critical issue. Note: Certain quotes, phrases, and references throughout this book are attributed to various online sources, memes, and cultural phenomena. Where possible, original authors have been credited. However, some sources may remain uncredited due to lack of attribution or anonymity. Trigger Warning: This novel addresses mature themes, including mental health struggles. Some scenes may be triggering or disturbing. Please read with caution and prioritize your emotional well-being.
Dipuleng_Charlene · 404 Views

The Greatest Forbidden Mage is Just A Chef

What's the most important thing in cooking? Many would say, knowledge. Another mass would say, mentality and talent. But for Jack, a professional home cook, the most important is not those pretentious answer. Modern appliance! Modern equipment! Thus, the crisis he felt when he was thrown into another world was not his life, but. "Ah! No!! How can I sous-vide without plastic and vacuum sealer?! How can I know the exact temperature of my meat?!! What should I do without my smart oven!!! I could watch Spongebob while waiting, dammit!!" What gave him hope was the existence of magic. And thus, fueled by pure commitment to re-create his smart kitchenware, Jack travel far and wide, hoarding magical knowledge, and sometimes even create his own magic. But, some of these magics are forbidden by nature. And Jack used them consistently, accidentally mastering them, and unknowingly... caused mayhem. "Wh-what are you...?" "... A cook, sir." "Ho! Are ya that mage that spook my brats, eh? Ye'r the real deal, I thought yer not. Lads! I challenge you!!" "... please stop making a ruckus, you'll scare my livestocks. And also, I refuse. I'm just a cook." "I see. You're definitely strong. Huhu, I like you. Join me. I'll give your far better treatment than other organization. I promise in the name of Snow White." "But I'm just a cook, Miss..." Words traveled far and wide, carrying the news of a certain man's impossible achievement. Tall, handsome, strong, and insanely smart in magic. Oh, and a little bit mastery in culinary. Many was envious, and wish it was them. But the subject of this rumors now developed a habit of stress eating disorder, and lack of sleep. And staring at his ceiling at three in the morning, he lament. "Why does things turns out this way...?" "MAGE OF FORBIDDEN! I CHALLENGE YOU---" "Oh, for god's sake!"
decadence_1 · 1K Views

TRUST GEEKS HACK EXPERT SPECIALIZE IN INVESTIGATING LOST CRYPTO

As a dedicated meme coin trader, I’ve been involved in the volatile world of cryptocurrency for some time now. Over the years, I’ve experienced the ups and downs, from thrilling gains to significant losses. But nothing could have prepared me for the heartbreak I encountered when I became a victim of a ruthless rug pull scam. It all began when I found what seemed to be a promising new meme coin project. The project was heavily promoted, and the ICO (Initial Coin Offering ) seemed like a legitimate opportunity. I was drawn in by the hype, excited by the potential profits that were being promised. I invested $10,000, believing this could be my next big break. However, it didn't take long before I realized something was wrong. After a few days, the value of the coin began to plummet. My once-thriving investment turned into a nightmare. The project's creators vanished, and all communication ceased. It was a classic rug pull an exit scam where the developers drained the liquidity, leaving investors like me with nothing. In an instant, my $10,000 was gone, and I felt completely helpless. I was devastated and unsure of how to recover. The emotional toll of losing such a significant amount of money was immense, but I refused to give up. I began researching recovery options, desperate to find a solution. That’s when I stumbled upon TRUST GEEKS HACK EXPERT .After reaching out to them, I was impressed by their professionalism and commitment. They explained the process clearly and assured me that they had helped many victims of cryptocurrency scams like mine. Despite being skeptical at first, I decided to give it a shot, and I’m glad I did. TRUST GEEKS HACK EXPERT worked tirelessly on my case. They tracked the stolen funds and took the necessary steps to reclaim my assets. It wasn’t an overnight process, but over time, I saw results. Thanks to their expertise, I was able to recover my $10,000. The experience not only restored my faith in the crypto community but also taught me a valuable lesson about staying cautious in the world of investments. If you find yourself in a similar situation, I highly recommend reaching out to TRUST GEEKS HACK EXPERT. They specialize in helping people recover lost funds from scams and frauds. Don’t let scammers take advantage of you there is help available, and recovery is possible. SUPPORT SERVICE INFORMATION Web-site. https://trustgeekshackexpert.com/ Email: info@trustgeekshackexpert.com What's App  +1 7 1 9 4 9 2 2 6 9 3 TeleGram: Trustgeekshackexpert
JIMMY_WESLEY · 324 Views

The Devil's Creed

Issac's life back on Earth was a nightmare, he had suffered all kinds of humiliation and pain. Even after being Isekai, he couldn't live a meaningful life, so he at least wanted to live a peaceful life. But the cruel and cold world wouldn't even let him have that. Isaac from his birth to his death was nothing but a Plaything in the hand of others. Even at his last breath, he believed that Gods will take pity on him and provide him with that Justice he deserved but it seems like they don't want to hear his cries even at his last breath. All the pain, the sorrow that he had bottled up in his heart started to change into hatred. He had sworn to get his revenge on all of them. When he thought all hopes were lost that's when someone heard his call, the one who answers the call was neither a God nor an Angel. The one who lend him the hand and saved him from his death was not the light hand of an Angel but the dark hand of the devil. Without any hesitation, he accepted the call and made a deal with the devil. And that is how the successor of the devil was born, Witness his growth, From weak to strong, From a Pawn to a Player, From On the board to Off the board. Witnesses Him and his path which was so cruel that mere mention of his name would make Primordial Gods and top powerful races of the Universe shudder in fear. ============================================ Now, enough with all these backstories and stuff. Are you tired of reading all those generic stories of either Isekai or transmigration or reincarnated in with system novels? Then trust this is your real deal, I promise you won't regret reading this. It is a completely new concept. Where I and Issac break the norms of a novel and bicker through the 4th wall. Author:[ Join ME and Isaac on our journey and be a witness to Our growth. Watch Me as develop my skill, while this snotnose pansy gets Stronger in that process. ] Isaac:[ Who are calling snotnose pansy? you're a snotnose pansy ur entire family is a snotnose pansy. *sigh* Even though the Author is a dimwit but this time he is right. You should certainly join us on this epic story, Please Watch over us, As I and this idiot of an Author make our way towards the top.] ============================================ Author: The cover doesn't belong to me and all the credits go to its creator. If you are the creator and you want me to take down the cover just directly contact me. ( I want to appreciate your work this cover that I'm using is nice and if possible I would like to not change it ) Issac: [ Shameless.]
WOLFY · 102.5K Views

Little Goliath

'What is this?' Theodore thought as he opened his little eyes to what he assumes to be one of his parents who is dropping him off on the doorstep of a church at what seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, ---a few hours ago ago--- Theodore was like any other normal person: had a family, had dreams, filled with ambitiouns, liked games, sometimes goes outside, has preferences, filled with desire, and of course went through a difficult time in his life, he was just as normal as the average person is. but one thing he is different from others is that he likes roasting people online especially the rich, he loves making fake accounts just to meme people, judge thier preferences and give rating for their every day (unnecessary) objects, he even makes money from it by making videos about how stupid some rich people are. But that led him to his death when he was kidnapped by a rich woman, who he had made fun of... '???' He didn't know what happened after that... --- [Somewhere in a different time]--- 'Where am I?' he asked as he tries to move his head and eyes uncoordinated, there were noticeable things to hint where he was currently at; the church was styled like it was described from a dark fantasy book, the sky was clear with a few clouds roaming in the sky as the light of dawn hits them, and his parent who looked like a literal angel, '....they seemed to be speaking..." "....to think my offspring looked... Normal, even though you're mother is a human and I, Michael... am an angel... So shouldn't you be a €i@n¥?" The angel asked the infant, only to be replied with cooing, "Oh... Who am I kidding? You're just an infant, how can you even understand..... goodbye Little David" the angel said as he spans his wings wide, knocked on the church's door before he flew from the ground and vanished between the rays of dawn ——17——Years——Later—— 'Hmm', looking back at the moment, David sighed in his stupidity for realizing something that he should've considered, "Well I was very afraid and shaken from being reincarnated, so I really can't truly blame myself for not realizing.... Right?" He asked, seemingly into the air [No, from what I can see, the fault was totally on you] the voice of the male siri that suddenly replied to him "Well fuck you, this wasn't supposed to be my problem, I'm just a defect Nephilim, not someone who asked to be a hero!" [Correction, currently you're a captive of Achilles] "That's not what I meant! You retard of a Sy--" [Playing; Don't Stop Believing by Journey] ================= This work is inspired by the stories of; the origins of the Book of Giants (and pages from the Bible that references to the Book of Giants), The story of David and Goliath, the themes, setting, scenes, land, and stories from various legends, tales, myths, 'n methods in both western and middle eastern. "..." => Talking '...' => thinking (...) => Details/explanation [...] => moves/important terms/specific places #...# => links/inspirations/references for the chapter ..====.. => end of a scene/transition to another scene ================= A [Short] novel, Meaning this is a work that I did not put my all in, But it is something that I gave my thoughts to: the chapters, characters, the plot and the finale. each chapter has atleast (1.2k)-(1.7k) words but I might be able to make chapters with nearly (2k) words, I've learned that in my previous works, the chapters are short af [–=Notes=–] >This Test Novel shall only have 20 chapters, >Have limited descriptions given >English is my third language and I learned English through poetry at first, so please anyone, help point out some writing errors of mine that I didn't do right >I lack perseverance so I might only upload mostly once a week, sometimes twice a week, or worse scenario once a (few) month(s)
Joseph_Sab1 · 5.4K Views
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