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Guren And Yuu Father And Son

The Ogre Strength Fairy and the Eldest 'Son'

~Updates Daily~ (usually near 8PM ET / 1AM GMT) Other Tags: #GL #Slice of Life #Comedy #TheStrongActingWeak #ChildhoodSweethearts (It counts!) Single love interest Yuri! No lengthy misunderstandings over this fact~ --- After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb. Her memories intact despite her spirit being a merest fraction of her height - and her trusted Astralism unchanged - she carefully starts over from an infant. How to navigate her family: [really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!] How to portray herself: [everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls!] How 'quickly' to reveal the power she gathers: [this region is a 'backwater', let's just take it slow~] How her marriage was arranged before birth: [my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cance- oh?] Dealing with an 'amusing' deceit: ['he' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!] Confronting the 'boy' in private: [whatever their iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~] Even in a new life, | Elua er Goltbred | can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God. Balancing the two in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided would be hers - centers as much around helping | Qatrand er Yecine | find herself... as it is hoping to ease the fiance into how messed up the 'younger' girl honestly is. It's a good thing that the reborn cultivator can improvise with her ridiculous control of an Illusion Astralism - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius. Like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone... | Qat | (the nickname picked almost instantly!) despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting. ... she really shouldn't have let on. It made her | El | kind of vain. Oh, and muscles. | Elua | : I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies... - - - > Types of Cultivation // Spiritual (Soul), Physical (Body), Essence (Qi) > Aspect Trinity // Astralism, Physique, Element 'Ranks' Initial - Early, Mid, Late Lower Realms // Enchanter, Primalist, Breacher Upper Realms // Defier, Demi-god, Divinity - Echelons (First -> Seventh[Peak]) - - - Cover Art: AI Text Prompt Generation + title (etc.) added with an image editor. I also tend to do other 'fixes' in post! Potential trigger warnings: > A FL that may seem (to some) like they are being groomed due to 'true age' difference. > A MC that gets a little 'thirsty' a little 'young' but tries to 'keep her own pants on' until the proper age. > A toxic family environment willing to force an unloved child into the role of a crossdresser. A child that grew more than okay with it. > 'Pretty Good Dad' intentionally 'picked on' by his 'sweet daughter' for being a relatively 'minor obstacle'. Seriously, you were warned, average fathers with teenagers. Do not engage your trauma.
Seraphelki · 266.3K Views

Apocalypse Days: I Rule with Foresight and a Powerful Son

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.
QuillMistress · 223.2K Views

The Devil's Son and His Fated Bride

"Your wench mother seduced my father and made you!" Consumed by rage after her half-sister insulted her mother, Reneira Dorient unleashed her secret power. Magic was taboo in the seven kingdoms, and those born with it must be burned. But she was a precious princess to the Kingdom. The royal family kept this secret with them and locked away her power, however, the King had a far darker plan: he forced her into a marriage with the evil prince of Thegara, a ruthless barbarian who had bathed in the blood of countless victims, as rumors said. Their union was the King’s strategy, she was a tool to win yet another war. The night the prince arrived to claim her, Reneira braced herself for the inevitable circumstances. However, nothing could have prepared her for the truth that this wasn’t just a marriage. Her new husband was a sweet torment, an immortal, god-like bully disguised in an impossibly beautiful human form with no rival. His every gaze felt like a punishment, and his sinful aura tempted her in ways she never expected. This god of lust refused to touch her or accept her as his true wife. Believing that her dignity was lost forever, she resigned herself to her fate, hoping to make a home in the hell she’d been thrown into. But fate, as it often did play, had other plans. She came to encounter a gorgeous yet wicked ex-mistress who didn't want her as his wife too and constantly attempts to push her out of the way... __ “Don’t even think about seducing me by licking your lips like that, doe-eyes!” He breathed in her ear as he joined her in bed, shirtless, his muscular abdomen rippling with each movement. “I… I’m not doing it on purpose!” she stammered, her breath catching in her chest when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her body against him. His mouth hovered near her ear. “I’m going to make you forget what happened today. My body is yours as compensation.” Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Rolling her eyes away, she tried not to meet his dangerously alluring gaze. “You said we’re not a real couple, and I’m not your true mate. What’s changed your mind?” He grinned widely, grabbing her chin and leaning in so close that she could feel his warm breath against her skin. He used his tempting aura to compel her to meet his gaze. Her treacherous heart didn’t defy him again, he could hear it racing. “That term of the treaty no longer applies. From now on, you’re truly my wife, Doe-eyes. Only mine.” He paused, studying her body’s response. “Shall I stop here?” he whispered, his breath sending a shiver down her spine. Once again, she surprised him. The answer was the opposite of what the arousal scent of her body suggested. “Yes. You should stop.” "So you’re going to play a naughty game, wife?" ...
Winterknight7574 · 2.1K Views

My Friend's Father

Rencananya, Selin dan sahabatnya Maxi malam itu mau menginap di rumahnya Lucian, bersama Aria (pacarnya Lucian) dan juga Dylan (sahabatnya Lucian) untuk mengerjakan tugas kelompok dari kampus. Mereka sudah kenal Lucian dari semester pertama, tetapi memang tak pernah main ke rumahnya. Hanya saja, mereka tahu bahwa ibunya Lucian sudah lama meninggal dan ia diurus oleh ayahnya seorang. Mereka juga sudah pernah melihat foto ayahnya Lucian, tetapi hanya sebatas selfie. Itu pun foto berdua dengan Lucian. Nah, hari itu mereka sepakat untuk mengerjakan tugas kelompok di rumah Lucian karena infonya, ayahnya Lucian akan kembali besok malam karena masih berada dalam perjalanan bisnis ke luar negeri. Jadi, ketika Selin menumpang mandi di dalam salah satu kamar mandi tamu rumahnya Lucian, Selin benar-benar tak berekspektasi bahwa dia akan melihat wujud ayahnya Lucian yang ternyata bertubuh tinggi dan kekar itu tengah berdiri di depannya, hanya memakai boxer dan membawa handuk, sedikit terkejut karena melihat Selin keluar dari kamar mandi tamunya. Orang yang seharusnya kembali besok malam, mengapa bisa ada di sini?! Lagi pula, buat apa mandi di kamar mandi tamu?! Tapi....sialan. Selin baru sadar bahwa dirinya saat ini hanya memakai handuk! "Astaga! Astaga ya Tuhan, maaf, Om!" teriak Selin sembari berlari terbirit-birit ke luar kamar. Sial, ini luar biasa memalukan! Saat Selin sudah mulai tenang, Selin berjalan di koridor seraya membatin. Bukannya Selin mau berpikiran mesum, tetapi astaga, itu betulan ayahnya Lucian? Ya Tuhan, seksi sekali. Pria dewasa yang matang. Gagah...dan...punyanya juga terlihat besar di boxer itu- -eh, sebentar. Baju ganti Selin ketinggalan di kamar tamu tadi!
jihanvelia · 727 Views

Remembrance And Recollection

Wishes are subjective, and those who are reborn are nothing but hypocrites unworthy of the first. Words crumble to ashes, and memories of their origins resonate within fractured bodies. Amid a dream that is no mere illusion but a radiant illumination, shadows grow deeper, and the truth reveals itself, a child’s dream begins. I woke up in a world of uncertainty, a realm twisted and cruel, where swords clash, blood stains the ground, and monstrous beasts stalk the living. Flying ships drift above boundless chains that shackle the sky, while wars rage endlessly with weapons both ancient and unknown. It’s a place where beauty and terror coexist, where joy flickers like a fragile flame before being consumed by shadow. I am Celm, a man whose memories feel like shards of glass, fractured, distant, and painful. I don’t know who I truly am or why this world feels both alien and hauntingly familiar. The forsaken lands around me pulse with disasters and despair, as people endure a cycle of torment they cannot escape. And yet, hidden within this chaos lies a haunting beauty, a world that shifts and bends under the weight of forgotten truths. In this labyrinth of suffering and wonder, whispers of the Forsaken World linger, a place where the truth is absolute, where the laws of other realms erode, and where even gods lose their divinity. Every step I take feels like a descent into something deeper, a dream interwoven with reality and riddled with secrets. What is my place in this nightmare? What lies at the heart of a dream so vivid it burns brighter than light itself? I don’t know where the path leads, but I do know one thing: the truth, however unbearable, cannot be avoided forever.
preachingBombs · 9.4K Views

Heartstrings And Espionages

This story will lead you all to the place of vengeance and also a funny romance that is formed by two human beings, Knowing each other that one day they will get apart but still they chose to fall in their hearts and just stay forever but it was just a misstep…. Chao-fa Chirapaisarnsakul (Nickname: Moon), An inquisitive and knowledgeable young woman with vengeful ideas in her mind towards them who often made her life a joke. Seeking vengeance on the people who are the reason for her Father's bizarre death.   After her grandfather's casualty, all of his wills were passed on to Moon and she received all the rights to take the responsibility for her grandpa's company. The real difficulties started as the wills were passed to her. Facing her Uncles and Cousins, and on top of it, her mother-in-law and other strangers. Her life became an everyday war body.  "My vengeance will take away your longevity!"  Tangwen Alfie (Fake Id: Cherry), A filthy rich woman with a glamorous face. Moon is her's beloved one and never spared a glance at any other woman or men. Always stood beside her future husband (wife in the lesbian version) when she seeks help or trouble.  A hazardous woman who can go far enough when it comes to her precious future husband (lesbian version), No matter where she's stuck with yet she often chooses to stand beside her. Loved her and cared for her but never let her walk away from her body. "I know I'm not a professional wife of yours but you can call me a skilled crime partner."  [This story will sound like a short clip story with all imaginary works. Different kinds of change will take place and it may sometimes leave u in confusion so be careful in understanding the sudden chapters.] #Thank You
Thedreamer7 · 71.9K Views
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