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King Arthur Adult

I Was Transported To An Adult Game On My Deathbed

What would you do if, on your deathbed, you were offered one last game? Would you choose a grand adventure? A tale of romance? A world to rule? Kayle made his choice—an adult game. A game he never got to experience in his first life. But instead of indulgence, he wakes up at rock bottom—a lowly servant boy in a crumbling brothel, trapped in a city on the brink of ruin. His goal remains the same: to enjoy the story he never got to play. Unfortunately, his very existence is already rewriting it. One day while walking through the streets of the capital city's slums, everyone suddenly bowed down to me. "Greetings! Godfather!" **** Disclaimer 1. "Is this a harem?" A common question from my previous novel, so I'll address it upfront. No, it is not. At least, not in the traditional sense. He'll have relationships with many girls, but most of them will be a fling. There will only be one final heroine. 3. If you decide to give my novel a try, first, thank you! Second, I would love if you could leave a few comments or a review. The feedback and confirmation that people are reading my book helps to keep me writing. 4. There is no smut in my book. I repeat, there is NO SMUT in my book. I know the title can be misleading, but I assure you, there is no smut in my book. (Important things should be repeated three times.) 5. I'm currently working on fixing my update schedule, but it should be sorted by March and will most likely be 3-4 chapters a week.
Lagaru · 9.9K Views

THE RULE KING

"Patriarch Sun, your sect is now a well - known Sword Sect in the cultivation world of the Northern Region. How do you evaluate Dean Xu?" "I often tell experts that Dean Xu is my idol. When others were hunting him down, he instead tried to make friends and forge partnerships. The disciples he trained were sold to other sects once they reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Now, his disciples are everywhere, and he has a vast network of people." "Then, how do the senior figures of the Demonic Path here view Dean Xu? He has been hiding his identity and mingling in the Demonic Path for several..." "Reporter, stop talking nonsense! Our sect master is the most famous demon in the Southern Border. The person you mentioned has nothing to do with him!" "All right, all right. Then, I'd like to ask Acting Patriarch Qin. As the largest sect in Xize, the Illusory Sea Sect. Dean Xu is secretly in control behind the scenes and has carried out financial frauds, involving countless sects. Now, the creditors are protesting outside our venue. How do you respond?" "This is ridiculous. Our sect master doesn't even have the surname Xu. Besides, we have no creditors at all. The creditors all died in the scramble for the ancient cultivation inheritance. Those people outside are just rival sects trying to cause trouble for us on purpose." "But according to our investigation, the ancient cultivation inheritance is a new grave built by Dean Xu, and not everyone inside was killed by the explosion..." "I'm warning you! This is blatant slander!" "Let's put this question aside for now. So, how do the demon tribes in the Eastern Wasteland view him?"
RicardoHe · 24.1K Views

The Fake king

In all the books and stories I’ve read, family was always the pillar of strength that pushed you forward when everything else abandoned you. I always loved that phrase that kept repeating: *"Even if the whole world is against you, your family will stand by your side."* But my story… was the complete opposite of those tales. I was born as the second child—the unwanted one. The entire world was on my side, but my family… was against me. All the love and attention were poured onto my older brother. He was the perfect son, the star that never faded from my parents’ sky. And me? I was the shadow, barely noticeable. What I received from them was nothing but neglect—or worse… beatings and abuse. I still remember the day my life changed forever. It was just another fight between us, but this time, it ended with them getting rid of me—throwing me out into the streets at the age of ten. But my misfortune didn’t stop there. As I wandered aimlessly through the streets, a thief attacked me, stabbing me with a cold blade. I felt life slowly slipping away from my body, and as I closed my eyes, I thought that my end had finally come. Yet when I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the streets of my city. I found myself in a world eerily familiar, as if I had somehow slipped into one of the novels I had read before. It felt like a strange dream—until I realized the bitter truth: I had reincarnated into the body of the forsaken prince. A prince who had suffered the same fate I had known in my first life. But this time, his end was even more tragic. He had been deceived, hated by everyone, and in the end… he was brutally and disgracefully executed. Damn this wretched world. And damn the bastard who brought me here. I never asked for a second chance. Spare me your nonsense and just let me die in peace…
Halimo · 3.6K Views
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