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[Many children, many blessings + Lord + Demon + Decisive ruthlessness] Chen Zhen transmigrates into another world and becomes an abyss demon. He escapes from the battlefield of the expedition to the main world of Ori with several other demons and wanders to the Nora Mountains. Thus began the infamous rise of a demon named Morag! [Breeding offspring with an Ice Wolf demi-human will reward you with the epic weapon "Winter's Judgment"] [Breeding offspring with a fire lizard demi-human will reward you with the special talent "Child of Flame"] [With the Silverwing Clan demi-humans...] [With the Merfolk...] [With the Dragon Clan...] Succubus, Seraph, Moon Elf, High Elf, Night Elf, Dark Elf, Spider Queen... He saved countless pure and kind souls before they fell into evil! Aurelius is known for his debauchery, and the gods consider him wicked... Until one day, he sat on the throne of the Pantheon, with the goddesses of light and life attending to him. Only then did all living beings realize that Chen Zhen, the demon Morag, possessed a bright, pure, and kind soul! The beings are too prejudiced against the demons of the abyss!

Grievous Hyde died as he lived: a monster among men. The former head of a political party, he orchestrated the deaths of thousands and fell not to an enemy, but to the betrayal of his own blood. When he opens his eyes again, it is in a world where magic bends reality and monsters roam free. Reborn as a crippled youth in a backwater noble family, Grievous is gifted with powers that are arguably more terrifying than any spell: he can see and manipulate the very luck that binds the universe, and control the minds of those weaker than him. He has no desire for noble titles or political power. His goal is simple, absolute, and selfish: to live forever. To do that, he must navigate the treacherous waters of magical cultivation, facing inner demons, heavenly tribulations, and the ever-present Will of the World that seeks to crush those who grow too strong. To achieve eternal life, he will sacrifice everything.

In a multiverse of infinite layers, Kael Veyris emerges as a singularity of power. He does not merely fighthe reshapes wars, redefines enemies, and rewrites the rules of life itself. As gods, titans, and cosmic entities attempt to challenge him, Kael’s reality warping abilities leave them powerless. But absolute power comes at a cost. With every law he bends and soul he claims, Kael must confront the fragility of identity, morality, and the infinite consequences of reshaping existence itself. wiki:https://the-architect-of-existence.fandom.com/wiki/The_Architect_of_Existence_Wiki

[MATURE CONTENT] Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. He was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. ***Updates come, but they're slow!***

Betrayed and abandoned in a deadly dungeon after being labeled a "failure" by a cruel goddess, high schooler Touka Mimori unleashes his hidden power: cursed skills that cripple enemies with status ailments. Fueled by vengeance, he rises from the Ruins of Disposal alongside outcast allies, turning his weakness into a weapon to dismantle kingdoms and gods. In Failure Frame, one rejected soul's wrath redefines heroism in a brutal quest for retribution.

Author: 脑袋不空空 Original Name: 碧蓝之海，才不是爆衣战神 Introduction: "Name? Age? Why were you sleeping naked on the street?" "Miyazawa Yu, male, 20 years old, I don't smoke or drink, have no bad habits, and my dream is to build my own crystal palace (Harem) and try not to get 'chopped by a cleaver'!" A delicious bowl of pork cutlet rice was placed in front of him, but Miyazawa Yu was unmoved. Propping his chin up with both hands, he struck Commander Ikari's classic pose, his eyes firm and his words righteous as he declared to the officer in the hat! "I'm reporting! Iori Kitahara bought the alcohol! And he's the one who took my clothes off! Hurry up and arrest him!" "Hmm... I'm afraid, Mr. Miyazawa, the Mr. Kitahara next door also reported that you tore off your clothes and ran naked after drinking..." "NANI! That scoundrel is slandering me! He's slandering me! AAAAAGH!!!" ________________________________________

It's about how a boy adopted as godson shows the side of passion and desire to his fairy Godmother who never knew the touch of men.The path they choose to keep going no one knew What stores for them in that path... #netori #incest ------------------------ To read Ahead visit my patreon patreon.com/Satya69 This book has 40 chapters in my patreon.

A baseball prodigy dies saving a child… and is reborn in a world of magic and dragons. Now armed with superhuman strength, a mysterious bladeless sword, and a fastball that can shatter monsters— Takemi might become the most unconventional hero this world has ever seen.

In a world where magic hides in shadows, House Runcandel stands in plain sight. Known across the Muggle world as an untouchable dynasty of wealth and power, and across the Wizarding world as one of the oldest and most influential noble houses, the name Runcandel carries weight that bends governments, markets, and the Wizengamot itself. When Keith Argus Runcandel awakens reborn as the house’s sole heir, the world already knows his name. What it does not know… is the power quietly awakening within him. A mysterious Sign-In System, bound to his very existence, grants rewards day by day—silent, invisible, and utterly impossible to trace. In a house that already commands nations and bloodlines, this hidden advantage may be the most dangerous secret of all. Surrounded by allies who smile too easily, enemies who wait patiently, and ancient oaths that cannot be broken, Keith must grow not just as a wizard—but as a ruler. Because when a house that already rules the world gains something more… even fate begins to hesitate.