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Sonally Lemon

Incubus Living In A World Of Superpower Users

[sexual content and lemons warning] Warning: Sexual content, lemons, Comedy, MILFs, Genius Mc and his harem. Possessive MC, Large Harem, Capable Harem members, No Conscience towards men, Mc is a Chill guy until anything happens to his women. ~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~ Ethan Nocturne always thought he was just a regular guy in a world where everyone awakens superpowers at 18. But when his birthday comes, everything changes. His body feels stronger, his senses sharper, and women—especially the ones around him—start acting strangely, drawn to him in ways he doesn’t understand. Then, the truth hits him—he’s not human. He carries the Incubus Bloodline, the rare male counterpart to a succubus. And his adoptive family? They’re not just powerful superhumans. His stepmother, Lilith Nocturne, is the Succubus Queen, and his three stunning stepsisters are Succubus Princesses—rulers of an entire fantasy planet. But here’s the strangest part—they don’t know what he really is. As Ethan struggles to make sense of his new reality, he learns that the world’s superpowers aren’t as simple as people believe. Fantasy creatures—elves, vampires, dragonkin, and more—aren’t just myths. They’re real. And they’ve been living in secret among humans. Now, they’re appearing in his life, drawn to him for reasons he can’t explain. His bloodline, his awakening, and the system guiding him—it’s all connected to something much bigger. Why have these races stayed hidden for so long? What is the real truth behind superpowers? And why does he feel like his very existence is meant to change everything? With a system pushing him toward his incubus instincts, powerful women from all over the world—and beyond—falling into his orbit, and forces in the shadows watching his every move, Ethan has two choices—fight it or embrace it. But one thing is clear—his life will never be the same again.
Anime_timez24 · 84.1K Views

Netori King: I Will NTR Everyone!

(Returning In April!)(Stay Tuned!) Warning: Sexual Content, Milfs, Netori, lemons, and, stealing other's wifes, fiances and, more. Note:- Insane Milfs sex, Netori and, lemons will be there... literally, there will be many so hang on if you can... (As the author of this book, I hope, you enjoy from your heart and, also dick and, I also hope you be ready with one hand, in lemon scenes.) ... Michael Johnson, a 22-year-young man, finds himself in a confusing situation after witnessing a violent murder at a mall. Pursued by the murderer, Michael steps in and gets caught up in a dangerous confrontation. Amidst the chaos, Michael goes through a strange series of events, leading to his apparent death. However, Michael wakes up in a strange place, naked and confused. Unsure of where he is, he sets out to explore, navigating a maze of hedges and his surroundings while grappling with big questions about life. Along the way, he encounters strange things. ... [Ding, a suitable candidate has been chosen! Awakening the "Lust System"] [Ding, congratulations host! You have successfully activated the Lust System!] "Huh? A Lust system? Is it... like those novels where the main character reincarnates and gets a system." [Ding, Congratulations host! you have awakened one of the rarest title "Lust King"] "A tittle?" [The first quest is loading!] "Hmm, Lust System, Lust King... Then, it might function like those... erotic systems I've read about in erotic novels?" [Congratulations, Host, on embarking on your first quest in this world!] New Quest: [Explore the Strange Land] "It must be, but... Why is the quest about exploring and not about Ero-things..." [Ding, Host, the quest was given this way because of your current surroundings and also because there aren't any girls in the area right now!] "So, what would've been my first task if I were in a populated area?" [Ding, Host, under normal conditions, your first task might have been "Touch those jiggly butts of that Milf with both hands or masturbate in front of that slut!"] "These quests are risky but satisfying. System, can you give me any more riskier quests than this?" [Ok, Host!] [1st Quest:- NTR that Moth*rf*cker!] [2nd Quest:- Cuckold your Assistant's Boyfriend!] [3rd Quest:- Netori your enemy by having sex with his Wife/Lover/Girlfriend!] [4th Quest:- F*ck that girl in front of her boyfriend!] "Oh my God, are you serious, System?" ---------------------- Update Daily! 9 AM PST Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!
Pervert_Human · 1.3M Views

Lemons of Fate

“IF life gives you lemons, well then, you’re god.” At least that’s what I wrote in my middle school diary, hoping it would be some kind of life mantra. Fast forward 15 years, and apparently, my childish optimism is the least of my worries. I’m now trapped in the novel I wrote as a kid. And no, I didn’t dream this up. There’s no way I imagined the high school drama, the ridiculous fantasy world, and—most importantly—the absurdly cliché plotline of some random teenager becoming a hero by… well, not being an idiot. But here I am. Caught between pages, awkwardly stuck in the world of my imagination where I’m supposed to be a minor character who dies in chapter three. Yeah. Real great, right? And here’s the kicker: It’s not like life (or the "god" of this world, which, let’s be honest, feels a lot like life at this point) is giving me some great power or destiny. No, no, no. Life’s throwing the equivalent of lemons at me, and I have no idea how to make lemonade. I mean, seriously? This world was supposed to be an adventure, full of magic, mythical creatures, and an epic storyline. But instead, I'm stuck here watching the “real” protagonist—who’s probably off saving the world—while I try to figure out how to not get killed by a random monster in the middle of a forest. Is this my punishment for writing a half-baked novel as a kid? Probably. But whatever it is, I’m going to have to deal with it. There’s just one problem—if I want to survive this insane mess, I need to rewrite my own fate. And rewriting this world is a hell of a lot harder than I thought. Can I survive in a story where I’m not supposed to exist? And more importantly—what if I can change the plot entirely?
EgonVera · 1.6K Views

Horror Trainee Program

DISCLAIMER: This story is not owned by me. All rights belong to the original author and copyright holder. This copy is provided for offline reading purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended, and if the rightful owner requests removal, it will be taken down immediately. The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket. If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death. No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way. Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain. Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh. As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him. That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped. “What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.” — He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds. Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.
zarawang · 9K Views
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