once a magical girl, now a hero. (PMMM X MHA cross fic)

In a world divided between light and darkness, a hero’s fate had twisted into a tale of insatiable desire and forbidden ecstasy. Azariel, the legendary warrior who had slain the Demon King after decades of brutal war, had finally met his end—or so he thought. But instead of the peaceful afterlife he had expected, he awakened in the radiant domain of Sol, the Goddess of the Sun. She had offered him paradise, the chance to ascend as an angel, a reward for his valor. Yet Azariel had known the truth: Sol was no benevolent deity, but a parasite who had orchestrated the endless war to gorge herself on human suffering. Refusing to be her pawn, he had turned to forbidden magic—binding her in an act of defiance and... Well, he used her to graduate from his virginity before truly dying. Yet, death was not the end for Azariel. He awakens again, this time transformed into a Nephalem—a being of both light and darkness, forever altered by the forces he once fought against. Stranded in the fiery depths of Hell, Azariel must navigate his new reality as a succubus, a creature of lust and temptation. With his core shattered and time running out, he embarks on a desperate quest to heal himself through acts of unbridled lust. Will he survive? Can a former hero and a man, now trapped in the body of a succubus, spread his legs and allow others to penetrate the depths of his newfound femininity to the damned? To feed on their life essence and heal his damaged core, because if he can't, his existence will come to a true and final end. ... [Warning: This story contains heavy R-18 sexual content, including heavy gore, BDSM, Fetish , Beastiality; futanari, Incest, kink, breeding, and more. Read at your own risk.] Support: patreon.com/Midnight_Paradox Discord: https://discord.gg/NBqGDtmxnp

Transported to Toril, Anser quickly realizes one terrible truth: The Weave has collapsed—again. With magic spiraling out of control and rumors of the Spellplague resurfacing, Faerûn descends into chaos. When creatures from the Underdark assault Baldur’s Gate, the arcane order of the world begins to crumble. But for Anser, this disaster is also an opportunity. Armed with metamagic, leveling progression, and the roll of the d20, he steps onto a path that will take him through Neverwinter, the Abyss, the Nine Hells, Mount Celestia, the Shadowfell, and the Feywild—where dragons rule the skies and gods gamble with fate. In a world where magic is broken, only those who can bend it will survive. .... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.

[Slow Burn] [Low Fantasy] [Conspiracy] [Read CH 1 then skip to vol 2, vol 1 was messy] Following the eyes of Aim Reed, a field residency officer in last standing nation Orenthel. Beyond the great wall of orenthel laid a deadland, dangerous animal, remnant of destroyed city and waves of refugee queueing by the gate every single day and undercurrent in the city were problematic too but everything seem to be under control by "The State & The Crown" with direction from the Goddess/Her majesty who have maintain safety and survivalness of nation up until now. Until one day a pale hair man arrived at the southern gate, at refugee registeration point Aim were working at alone. And this man stirred thing in Aim and it will motive him through to unveil more secret of this world throughout the series.

Living life in this new world was already hard enough.... So why? Why is the villainess of this world obsessed with me?

No real plot here, just smut. ------------------------------------------------------ In short: everything that could have gone wrong in a distorted and corrupted future has gone wrong. Sunny goes back in time, and this time he'll be the one holding the reins of his Fate. ~~~~~~~ Smut and Fluff. Porn with plot. Well... maybe.

I inexplicably traveled through time and space and became Ares, the god of war in Greek mythology, but something seemed wrong with this world. "Ever since the Wandering Star Soldier shattered the original godhead, the world has been divided into several pieces..." "What is the Wandering Star Soldier? Can you please explain it more clearly?" "I have received a prophecy that in the future Zeus will be overthrown by a demigod named Kratos, and the Age of Gods will end..." ........................ This is a translation RAW 最苟战神阿瑞斯 ........................ you can access 60+ advance chapter on Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739

I am the only son of the Dukes of Connaught and Strathearn, and the grandson of Her Majesty Queen Victoria of the British Empire. Now, in the name and honor of the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, I swear upon my life to witness and safeguard the rise of this land — to unite all the people of Australia and New Zealand under one new name, and to watch our destiny unfold together. Long live Australasia! A tale of royal legacy, ambition, and the birth of a new empire at the edge of the world. Australasia novel, historical fiction, British Empire story, Queen Victoria descendant, royal alternate history, Australia rise, New Zealand union, time of empires, colonial historical drama, House of Saxe Coburg Gotha, royal family saga, Australasia unification, Victorian era story, alternate history novel, British royalty fiction, imperial expansion novel

Youth is a lie, yet cake isn't. Let me explain: there comes a time in the life of a young man when he'll be unavoidably faced with temptation. It may take plenty of forms, yet most of them will be easily resisted. Underage drinking? Smoking? Skipping classes? All those activities are easily discovered, with well-established punishments any moderately intelligent (that is: brilliant by comparison) young man would rather avoid. But! If, for instance, a gorgeous, often violent, Christmas Cake would break down in a tearful plea for somebody to take her? Would the same steadfast, reasonable, logical, and really handsome young man be able to resist the temptation? I challenge anyone to state they would. Nobody's that much into dieting.

Kyle found himself back in 1995 when he was 18 years old. At this time his mother is still alive and his family still owns his father's Toy shop. Now that he has come back to this point in time he doesn't want any regret in his life, he will not let his mother die. Just as the release of “Toy Story” was on the horizon, and the dawn of the Internet age was approaching, with the knowledge about the future, he was going to make his own. Titles like “Harry Potter”, “Pirates of the Caribbean”, “Fast and Furious”, and “Avengers” are certainly ones you recognise. Reborn in Hollywood, he aimed to be a charismatic traveller through time. ......................... This is a translation of a novel with some changes Raw: 好莱坞从动画开始 ......................... You can access 60+ advance chapter on Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739

Politics and ancient agendas ran the world. Gods were at the top. Everyone below was naught but puppets to them, mortals that danced to the strings of their divine will. Even the strongest mortals, were still mortals in the end, no match for their divinity. One clan of blessed humans sought to defy this ancient political balance. In secrecy, they created an earth-shattering artifact, a world where time flowed different from normal, where conditions were cruel enough to ignite potential. Somehow, its existence was leaked to the supernatural world. Greed, shock, envy—and overwhelming desire, tore through all realms. A twenty-year war began over this artifact; one clan against the world. Their continued resistance fueled a vicious cycle of envy and propaganda. They could produce High-Class, even Ultimate-Class fighters en-masse. This defied the balance of the world. The Time Vault Artifact had to be obtained at all costs. The clan was destroyed in a conflict that shook the world to its core. Millions died, both mortal and divine. Divine pantheons went extinct and disasters plagued the world. Another thirty years of skirmishes burnt the little that remained to ashes. Now, after fifty years of bloodshed and ten years of peace, a survivor emerged. A confused child, only five-years of age, emerged into a time of tentative peace, a time where all factions still licked their wounds. His clan had faded into legend, and he carried their history with him—their history and...the time chamber. His journey begins in the time chamber, unwillingly whisked away by the lingering echoes of his clan. His first trial? Use the gifts of the time chamber to train for his very first life-or-death battle. Because of course the world wanted to finish what it started.