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Bong Hits In Pulp

The System Hit An Old Clock Instead of Perverted Real Daughter

Good news to all you can read the advanced chapters of my novel for only 2$/ month from now on in my my patr eon page at: pa treon.com/Fatenovels. thank you for your support.... ............... Cultivation World Invasion, The System Hit An Old Clock Instead of Real Daughter ………………………… All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work just leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… She was an over stressed office worker that has a hobby of being a sneaky exhibitionist and one day she came to the balcony to relieve her stress with a climax. Just when she was about to climax she heard her neighbor shout. She accidentally stepped on her love juices sprayed on the bird poop and slipped out from the 11 floor. Well she was too stressed, excited and frightened. So only her body went down but her soul flew up. Suddenly her soul was pulled by a fish hook and pulled into endless space. ……………………. This world is similar to earth but the fertility of the world has long since exhausted. Because of this world has unified into a single nation to collectively suppress the low class people. Only high class people can eat proper food. One day this world that is a planet has opened up like a nail and inserted itself into a valley in a bigger planet forming a small island in the lake. The satellites fell but people found this new world and started exploration for food and this new world. New world has special energy that destroyed all kinds of electric equipment pulling people to the dark ages. ………………………. Mohini Titly is the real daughter of the titly family but after her mother died her father has remarried and they already had a daughter. The step mother and daughter purposefully lost her along with a pendent that Mohini is wearing. They took her back specifically for the pendent because it is the key to a treasure stash that Mohini’s mother’s family has hidden secretly. They know the location but cannot open it without locket and the bloodline member that is Mohini. Forced opening would drop the things into an underground river leading to abyss. But after bringing her to take the treasures, they used her as free worker and finally signed her up to the go to the new world land to farm and explore. The new world has fierce creatures that even bullets cannot pierce their skin. The job she earned as an orphan before was coaxed away by her step sister. So she died slowly in that place eaten by the beasts. But her soul lived and watched all the things. She saw that their exploration team actually came across a cultivator country and the current earth was invaded by them quickly. Then the people started to cultivate… She later passed through to another earth to become stressed worker that died just now and returned back to her current world with both sets of memories. The system that pulled her should enter her body but the exhibitionist reflexes acted and she dodged. The system hit an old clock to occupy but it gave her a new power that is the control over time. She can revert back her age and store time energy. She can use the time to speed up the growth of the things with the help of the system. But she needs lust points to use various functions of this system. The pervert knows best about lust and she started a journey taking revenge, enjoying the world, stealing chances from heroines, cucking the heroines and turning protagonists into eunuchs she lives a beautiful life. ……………………………………… This story contains real and fake daughter, luck plundering, netorare, netorase, exhibitionism, cuck, cheating, revenge, cultivation, time travel, magical space, outdoor play, slut, bitch, whore, system, and magical space read it at your own risk… …………………….
souryourer · 60.7K Views

Critical Hit Series!

A fresh new take on dual narrative storytelling, blending awkward high school crush conversations with the thrill of slicing the three heads off a dungeon beast. Ranjiro Akizora is the fearless samurai who protects villages from goblin hordes, shadow beasts, and crooked bandits. At least... on paper. In reality? He’s a third-year high school nobody. No friends, no social skills, and a Charisma stat that might as well be negative. His only real strength? A dangerously overdeveloped hyper-imagination and a homebrewed fantasy role-playing game no one’s ever played, because no one’s ever asked. But it’s his final year. One last chance to roll for initiative in real life. So, he does the unthinkable: starts a club. A tabletop club. Safe, nerdy, low risk. Until two of the school’s most terrifyingly beautiful girls show up. The kind you’d expect on magazine covers, not sitting at a nerd’s table. One moves like a pop idol in a student council blazer, all charm and confidence, with a presence that turns every hallway into her personal stage. The other is the school’s reigning top student, elegant and unreadable, with a quiet grace that makes teachers pause and classmates sit up straighter. She doesn’t speak often, but when she does, the room listens. They’re the queens of campus, untouchable and untouching… until they pull up chairs, roll the dice, and crash into Ranjiro’s world like a divine punishment written by the gods of chaos and romance alike. What started as a simple roleplaying game unravels into something far more dangerous. A shared world where unspoken feelings take shape, hidden truths bleed into fantasy, and every choice reveals more than anyone intended. The characters they play begin to echo the parts of themselves they keep buried: the longing, the fear, the jealousy, the hope. And the deeper the story goes, the harder it becomes to tell where the fantasy ends… and their real selves begin. Because in this game, it’s not just monsters they’re facing. It’s each other. And maybe the scariest part isn’t what happens in the world they built… but what it brings out of them when the game ends. Critical Hit Series! is a genre-bending love letter to both shounen adventure and shoujo romance. A dual narrative that turns the everyday into the epic, and makes you wonder: When does pretending stop being pretend?
Tsuaiko · 7.1K Views

Tamed in Wreckage, Ruined in Dark(18+)

R18+ Innocent Girl+ Cold Ruthless Commander In Chief+He just takes what he wants—her warmth, her silence, her body, her moans. She was rescued, once. And every night after, he reminded her that safety has a price. Pinned to cold walls. Pressed into crates. Straddling his lap when the world outside is filled with death. The world ended quietly—no final warning, no broadcasted panic. One day, humanity just broke. Some blamed a virus. Others called it a purge. But the truth was darker: the world didn’t fall—it was taken. Now, cities rot. Roads are graves. The creatures that stalk the earth aren’t mindless zombies—they’re fast, cunning, mutated echoes of the people they once were. Cherry was supposed to survive with the others—sheltered inside a fortified university bunker. But fate doesn’t follow plans. Torn away during a breach, she’s saved by a man who doesn’t ask for thanks. He takes it. Ruthless. Silent. A former soldier or maybe just a monster shaped by this new world—he keeps her alive. But every night he saves her... he ruins her. Pinned against walls, steel doors, damp mattresses—wherever his hunger takes him. She never asked for this. Never wanted to be his. But survival has a cost. And in this world, there is no such thing as kindness without debt. Now, she faces a different kind of war: Will she find the strength to break free? To fight back? Or will she fall deeper into his shadow—until she no longer remembers who she used to be? Will this be a love story. This is a tale of power, pain, and primal choices. In a world where weakness is death, only the cruel, the cunning, and the broken survive. R18+ raw & explicit Zombie apocalypse Survival = submission Dubious consent Brutal male lead Fast, smart infected Pinned anywhere, anytime Power over comfort Saved just to be ruined
Aurora_3moonlight_ · 2.2K Views

HIT: Tale of the Eternal Flame

✴︎ From the Elder Chronicles, preserved in the Sanctum of Eldor Six centuries ago, a new force breathed itself into the world — a power not born of incantation nor drawn from relics, but awakened from within. The ancients called it Maind, the First Pulse — pure, unfiltered life-force. In time, it came to be known by a simpler name: Hit. Across the scattered kingdoms of the realm, magic had long flickered in the hands of the few — charms and rituals, arcane glyphs, elemental whispers. But none could compare to the concentrated brilliance of Hit as it bloomed within the borders of Miravalia. It was here, in lands closest to the Source, that the first wielders arose. Two brothers: Justice Lee, whose heart beat with purpose, and Matteo Lee, whose ambition eclipsed reason. Bound by blood, divided by vision. Justice sought to unite and protect; Matteo hungered to remake and rule. They were the first to awaken to Hit — and they were the first to nearly shatter the realm with its full fury. In their final battle, in the Cave of Galmoria, Justice struck down Matteo at the cost of his own life. But he did not vanish. His soul, burning with all he had become, poured itself into the Eternal Flame — a spectral ember waiting to pass to one deemed worthy. That ember now stirs again. And so begins the tale. The tale of nations on the edge of war. Of bloodlines that carry secrets. Of one boy who inherits the mark. The Hit. The Eternal Flame. Will he succumb to the darkness or harness the Eternal Flame power to protect the kingdom and it's people?
Justice_Emiola · 33.7K Views

Sign-In System in Modern Earth

Failed student no more! When the mysterious Ascendancy Orb chose Malik Abdullahi on his dreary walk home from secondary school, his humdrum life in Berbera shattered. Integrating with him, it gifted him the "Sign-in System" – a cryptic AI that rewards discretion, strategic growth, and daily dedication with mind-sharpening abilities and more. Suddenly, acing exams and securing a coveted spot at university is just the beginning. Witness Malik's silent revolution as he leverages the system's power to not only transform himself but also to secretly reshape his surroundings. From a struggling teen to a shadowy force manipulating economics and technology, his journey is one of hidden power and reluctant leadership. But this is just the first arc in a grand cosmic tapestry. Prepare for a tale that transcends galaxies, where a discreet climb from the Horn of Africa leads to a galactic harem forged through political alliances, a post-human evolution of mankind orchestrated from the shadows, and a destiny that culminates in cosmic godhood. Malik isn't a hero; he's the unseen hand guiding humanity's ascent, a master strategist playing a game where the board is the universe itself. Get ready for a unique blend of system sci-fi, nation-building intrigue, and cosmic ambition, where the stakes escalate from a single life to the fate of realities. DISCLAIMER This novel is a work of fiction. While some locations, organizations, or institutions may bear resemblance to real-world counterparts, their depiction in this narrative—including associated events, actions, and outcomes—is entirely imaginary and not intended to reflect reality. All characters in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. The views and actions expressed by characters belong solely to them and do not represent the author’s opinions or real-world ideologies. The author explicitly disavows any use of this work as a reference for factual, legal, or historical purposes. Readers are strongly cautioned against interpreting fictional scenarios as commentary on real individuals, groups, or events.
The_Standing_Tower · 35K Views

The Moment It Hit Me: Slice Of Life in a Thousand Words

We’ve all had those moments—the kind that stops us in our tracks, steals our breath, and makes us see life differently. It could be a fleeting conversation, a mistake that stings, a kindness we never expected or even the realization that everything we believed… Everything we've ever known wasn’t quite right. Some lessons come like whispers, soft but impossible to ignore. Others hit like a tidal wave, knocking the wind out of us, and some come in the form of fictional short stories that resonate with us, But no matter how they arrive, they change something inside us forever. The Moment It Hit Me is a collection of those turning points—snapshots of clarity, reality, heartbreak, hope, and growth—all wrapped up in a thousand words. Each chapter comes with a different short story, some fictional, some from my own experiences and anecdotes from others' experiences. Some will make you laugh, others might sting, some will teach you new things about self-care, mental height, and emotional balance and a few will stay with you long after you turn the page. Because sometimes, all it takes is one moment to change everything. Let me share with you The Moment It Hit me, because, It Just Might Hit You too. I'm writing this because I believe that, sometimes readers need a break from traditional fiction to connect with something more grounded in real-life experiences. So be sure to share your life-changing experiences in the comment session, so we can all learn from this.
FarNia2308 · 24.9K Views

Lost in flames Found in dark

"Lost in Flames, Found in Dark" Some love stories don’t begin with hello. They begin after the end. She was once the light in someone’s storm — wild, warm, unforgettable. Then, in a single moment, Shruti vanished. No note. No clues. Only a silence that shattered the hearts left behind. He searched for her like a man possessed. Burned down every lie, bled for every truth — until all that remained was rage... and a love too deep to bury. Years passed. And somewhere far from the wreckage of the life she once knew, a girl opened her eyes in a hospital bed. Her name was different. Her reflection — unfamiliar. But the ache in her soul? The flashes of another life? All too real. A scar she doesn’t remember getting. A voice she still hears in her dreams. And eyes — cold, broken, beautiful — that feel like home. He doesn't know her. Not anymore. But something in him stirs when she’s near. A storm. A memory. A promise not yet fulfilled. As their worlds collide once more, past and present bleed into one. The girl who shouldn't exist remembers a life no one believes. And the boy who lost everything now stands at the edge of rediscovery… and ruin. This isn’t just a second chance. It’s fate demanding what death tried to steal. Love. Longing. Pain. Fire. And a mystery that binds their souls beyond lifetimes. Because some hearts never stop searching. Some memories refuse to fade. And some love stories are written in scars. --- SNEAK PEEK The night air was sharper than she'd expected, and the thin fabric of her top did nothing to help—but she’d already refused his jacket with full drama ten minutes ago. Pride came before comfort, apparently. From the couch behind her, Dhruv watched in silence. Head slightly tilted, fingers resting near his lips. He didn’t comment. Yet. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she muttered. “A little,” he admitted. She rolled her eyes, still facing the balcony. “This is where a gentleman offers warmth. Maybe a hot drink. Or, you know... human decency.” “You rejected the jacket and the blanket. Can’t save you from yourself.” She opened her mouth to sass back, “Unbelievable.” Before she could finish being annoyed, she felt him. He was behind her—close. His body heat rolled into her back like a slow, deliberate wave. She gasped softly, more out of surprise than cold. His hands slid into hers with quiet certainty, wrapping them up gently. Then, his arms circled around her waist, pulling her lightly against him. Her breath caught as his chest pressed warmly against her back, the thin fabric of her top doing nothing to shield her from the way his warmth spread over her skin. “Dhruv!” she gasped, her voice half protest, half flustered mess. Her words scrambled as he leaned a little closer, breath grazing the side of her neck. “Better?” he asked, low and completely unaffected.
Abishaa · 14.9K Views
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