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Reincarnated into the AV world after offering 100TB of adult videos to a deity, where countless erotic events unfold! AV | Harem | Exhibition | Slave | SMUT

[Trait: Protagonist's Desire] [Acquire one trait possessed by the protagonist you reincarnate into.] A killer physique, a hypnosis app, becoming a shota... The protagonist has gained the ability to reincarnate into characters from adult games and make their traits his own. NO NTR Romance | Fantasy | Harem | Multiverse | SMUT | R18 | Reincarnation | NTL

what do want from me. mind games, labyrinths, videogames, I have it all but, you have none.

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.

Have you ever wondered what happens after death? Will it be paradise? Follow Hybris, a man reborn in a strange world called Tellus — a place of magic, monsters, and mystery. He wakes trapped in a steel box, like a coffin, waiting to be released into a deadly trial to prove his worth — or die a second time. Will he stay sane, or delve into his lunacy? Do you want to see the pretty things beneath the earth?

A collection of short stories taken from the depths of my subconscious. Take a dive with me and experience the oddities of what lies beyond.

She loved him in silence. He saw her as home. Rayya has been in love with her best friend Gian since their second year of college. But bound by a promise never to fall for each other, she chooses silence over confession. When Gian begins dating someone else, Rayya’s quiet world starts to unravel. Anonymous poems, late-night umbrella walks, and near-confessions build a story of love that aches in every unspoken word. Will she ever tell him? Or will her love remain just another poem that never reached him?

I’m Akane Kirisaki—18, broke, and pretending to be 22 so I can work at Shizuoka’s most notorious host club. By day, I’m your average high school student barely scraping by. By night? I’m a smooth-talking “host” serving drinks, fake smiles, and a dangerous amount of charm to lonely onee-sans twice my age. My job’s simple: flirt, entertain, and survive without getting caught by my school… or my mom. But when two ridiculously gorgeous and powerful women—Ayase and Mitsuki—start clinging to me like I’m the last boy on Earth, things get way more complicated than I signed up for. Money, secrets, seduction, and drama? Welcome to Shizuoka's Host Club for Frustrated Adult Women!

Saram was a normal teenager. He experienced a breakup, and his friends became distant, but he still had his mother. Then everything changed... in a perverted way.

In a quiet world, Adam lived his life peacefully but it all changed when he woke up in an hospital bed with the ability..... Creation Of All Things Armed with this Overpowered ability, watch how Adam would uncover the truth of his world and beyond..

Across countless collapsing realms, whispers drift like ash on cosmic winds. They speak of a group—unknown in origin, unmatched in impact. Some call them saviors. Others, myths born of desperation. None truly know who they are... or where they came from. No kingdom summoned them. No prophecy foretold them. Yet when worlds tremble and laws unravel, they appear—silent, swift, scattered across timelines. What binds them isn’t fate. It isn’t magic. It’s a single thread— A blinking cursor on an old, forgotten interface. A message sent across worlds: [User has joined the chat.] And so, it began. Not with a hero. Not with a battle. But with a connection.

Maybe you've heard of Beta character ai, which allows you to talk to your favorite characters with the support of artificial intelligence (or just the Milf next door) The person using the nickname Seth had heard of it and started many conversations with pleasure, some long, some short, some emotional, some romantic, some of them immoral, and one day he woke up in his chat? Witness how depraved and corrupt a weeb can be! Mc's target will usually be having a partner or "mature women" ahem MILFs. No NTR Probably lots of Netori (Yes I'm a hypocrite) Meet a man who will always be hostile to NTR even if he does it himself If there are any mistakes in English, please be warned and they will be corrected.

Am I a woman or a man? The question doesn't make sense at all. Can't Lufe see what's down in the pants? Everything doesn't make sense. Even the fact that he/she stood in a world where everything is alive—wait even rocks? EVERYTHING! Read 10 chapters first. Woe to the HM(me) if I disappoint you otherwise leave a review. Welcome on board—on this exciting journey!

The TikTok influencer Lexi is losing followers and needs to come up with something crazy to save her account. After a bold statement that marriage sounds easy and she could totally do it, she comes up with a challenge. She will marry the next person who sends her a digital gift. She just hadn't expected her fellow influencer and nemesis Noah Blackwood to accept the challenge.

A quiet driver. A city full of stories. Each ride reveals a hidden life — a mother stretched thin, a young man with nowhere to go, a girl fleeing grief. In silence, they begin to connect. Things We Lost in the Miles is a tender literary drama about loneliness, fleeting encounters, and the strangers who sometimes save us.

——— I woke up to fingers running gently through my hair. At first, I thought I was dreaming, until the lullaby began. Low. Melodic. But wrong. It was that same language I'd heard through the walls, the one that makes your stomach twist and your teeth clench. She sat on the edge of my bed, I can’t see her face; it’s swallowed by the dark. But her hand keeps moving, slow and rhythmic, stroking my hair like she’s lulling something else to sleep. Her eyes are half-closed, swaying as she hums that twisted tune. And then I realize— I forgot to turn on my bedroom light before falling asleep. I kept my breathing slow and shallow, pretending to sleep. limbs screaming to move, to run, but something in me knows: Don’t let her know you’re awake. Don’t move. The singing stops. She sniffles. A choked, trembling sob leaks through her lips. She starts crying quietly, like she’s trying not to be heard. Like she’s afraid. “No...” she whispers, her voice cracking like a child’s. “He still dreams like a child… still soft…” I almost convince myself she’s sleep-talking— Until her hand suddenly tangles in my hair and pulls. I flinched and let out a sharp gasp. "Mama—!" She goes still. Her grip loosened… then shifts. Her fingers wrapped tightly around my trembling arms. Her face inches closer. I can smell her breath,..warm, wrong, too close. Her eyes are wide with terror. Her voice shakes as she hisses: “Don’t say anything." "Don’t say a word anymore.” I was too scared to speak. I couldn't even nod. She held me like that for a long, shuddering moment. Her breath was hot and ragged against my cheek. Her hands were too tight, like if she lets go, I’ll vanish. Her eyes darting around the room. Then, like a switch flipping, she goes completely still. "Mom?" I whispered, so softly it barely made a sound. She was at eye level with me. But she wasn't looking at me. She looked past me. Behind me.... No... no. It’s happening AGAIN. . This is not a safe novel. It's a collection of short, self-contained stories, each chapter unraveling a new descent, a different nightmare. Some stories are brief. Others not so. No heroes. No clean endings. Just answers that should have stayed buried. Read alone if you must. But don't say we didn't warn you. Reader Warning: This series contains psychological horror, disturbing imagery, death, and paranormal themes. Reader discretion is advised. Each chapter is a self-contained story, perfect for short, spine-tingling reads.

Short Synopsis: The Light That Fell Between When Reyansh, a reclusive photographer, captures the fleeting smile of a mysterious mute girl, he doesn’t expect his life to change. But Aira’s silence holds secrets, and her presence begins to unravel the shadows of his past. As their worlds collide, light and grief dance in quiet moments — and Reyansh must choose between staying in the dark or following the light that fell between them.

In this intimate blend of haikus, short poems, and razor-sharp reflections, Dem Blake dismantles silence and sculpts emotion with surgical precision. From heartbreak to power, seduction to betrayal, each piece is a glimpse into a mind that feels too deeply and trusts too rarely. This isn’t a book of love poems. It’s a book of control, release, and the soft war between wanting to be known—and refusing to be owned. These are the things he never said out loud. Until now.

Le Silence Au-Delà de Toute Chose” Et s’il existait une présence si fondamentale qu’aucune idée ne puisse la contenir ? Une entité si étrangère que même le concept d’existence ou de non-existence s’effondre à son contact ? Dans un cosmos sculpté par les courants du Réalisme Modal, où chaque pensée donne naissance à un monde réel, les lignées de dieux, les Ordres Taoïstes, et les Gardiens de la Cause s’affrontent dans l’ombre d’un effondrement ontologique imminent. L’équilibre entre les réalités possibles s’effrite, percé par une structure que rien ne semble pouvoir définir, une faille silencieuse dans la logique de tout ce qui fut jamais possible. Anameon, entité muette, source et silence de toute chose, se révèle peu à peu dans les fractures de la narration. Non pas en tant que force, mais en tant que négation de toute structure, dissolvant même la notion de pouvoir. Kaelen, dernier témoin du Tao Divisé, cherche à comprendre ce qu’il ne peut embrasser. Et dans sa quête, il découvre que le monde… n’est peut-être jamais né.

The first spark of her power flickered in the dark, a pulse of heat beneath her skin that Mia could neither name nor tame. Unbeknownst to her, it was a beacon—a siren’s call to creatures of scale and flame who had scoured centuries for her kind. In a world where dragons were both myth and menace, Mia danced under a moon-kissed night, her laughter weaving through the thrum of a mortal club, unaware that her blood sang of ancient witchcraft, of a lineage so rare it could birth empires or ruin them. And in the shadows, two men watched: one who would betray her for power, and another, a beast of fire and hunger, who would claim her for something far more dangerous—love.

Maryann just a normal woman with tourette syndrome who didn't know love until he met Don Louis..

With a smile on his face and genuine content, Tion gladly accepted that he would be nothing more than a humble farmer in this life, but then the Empress came and said, "I am your mother." Now the prince of an empire, Tion decided to become an at least notable and useful member of the Royal family, but then the black gourd showed up. "I am hungry" With hope now ignited and a new path opened to him, Tion decided that he wanted to become the most powerful being in the world, but then she came along "I'm the vampire princess, and I am also your betrothed follow me." Everyone had what they wanted Tion to be, but what about what he wanted to be, did they think him a powerless boy forever.

Detective based story that have real turn rather than fiction.

A story of a man who tries to find what took his kids away from him and make its life hell