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Dominate Showbiz: Media Tycoon Discovered My Talent

Charles Kosonen walked into a hidden bar one night expecting nothing but a good drink. He had only visited on one of his random whims, something to spice up his endlessly boring days as a man born with everything, yet utterly dissatisfied with everything. He quickly found a seat at the bar. Then he noticed a beautiful girl lingering by the stage, chatting with the band like she was their singer. Beautiful, she was, with those brilliant blue eyes, deep as sapphire, and her long black hair flowing carelessly down her back. But in the world he lived in, beauty was always in abundance, and for a pair of eyes so used to gems, even a shining jewel could start to lose its luster. The corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smirk. He'd come for the drinks, as one of his business partners had praised when recommending this place. The singing was merely an extra. Or so he thought. The moment the liquid in his crystal-clear glass touched his lips was when the girl took the stage. The moment the cold sip slid down his throat was when her lips parted. And then she sang. The glass froze in his hand. If an angel could sing, why would she choose to descend into this hidden bar, of all places? The song wasn't a particularly popular one. The band behind her was just C-class amateur. And yet, with her voice alone, she took the song, polished it into a gemstone, and made it hers. He looked around the room. It wasn't just him, but every single man present there that night had their eyes glued to her, their face a mesmerized expression. A decision was made. He would have her under his wing, no matter what it cost. [Tags] #reverseharem, #weaktostrong, #dark, #comedy, #smut, #sliceoflife, #showbiz, #superstar, #romance, #r18, #unseriousFL [Warnings: 18+ Only] - Reverse Harem - Explicit Smut - Multiple Mature Themes
KikiYuyume · 131.1k Views

The divine eyes

⸻ In a world ruled by martial cultivation, where strength is decided by bloodlines, domains, and talent bestowed by the heavens, Lin Ye was born with nothing. No spiritual pulse. No visible talent. No place in the Empire’s records. He should have lived and died as an error. Sixteen years ago, an entire hour vanished from the sky. The Empire erased the truth. The gods remained silent. And the world quietly began to break. Now, invisible anomalies spread across the continents—moments that do not align, spaces that remember paths never taken, ordinary people touched by echoes of a broken timeline. At the center of this silent collapse walks Lin Ye, the bearer of a forbidden system that does not grant power… but steals discarded seconds from reality itself. Lin Ye does not cultivate like others. He does not absorb energy. He does not awaken glorious bloodlines. Every time he interferes, he pays a permanent price. Every borrowed instant erases a future that will never exist. As the Aureon Empire watches him as a tolerated anomaly, hidden factions hunt him, forgotten continents recognize him, and fragments of an ancient entity—the Eye of the Throne—begin to respond to his existence. Fire that does not burn, thunder that does not destroy, and space that remembers become the foundations of an incomplete Threshold Domain, where Lin Ye does not dominate the world… but decides when it is allowed to touch him. And when time itself begins to bleed across all continents, one truth becomes unavoidable: Not all disasters can be solved with strength. Some must be endured… or inherited. A slow-burn progression fantasy filled with political intrigue, ancient bloodlines, continental conflict, and a protagonist whose greatest power is not dominance—but survival in a world that is breaking. ⸻
Moratvn · 3.3k Views

The Last Godfall: Transmigrated as the Young Master

They call me Vencian Vicorra… third son of a noble house. A prodigy born for greatness. They couldn’t be more wrong. I’m Luke. I woke in his body, carrying his memories and his burdens… but none of his gifts. Without any magic or training and no clue how I even got here. A midnight ritual tied my life to a fate I never wanted... my family is falling apart under charges of treason, my engagement ended without a word from me, the court watches every move. And somewhere, my death is already written. To survive, I must do the impossible... wear the mask of talent and become the man everyone expects. I’ll learn to lie with conviction and find secrets worth killing for. But every secret I uncover drags me closer to a truth that could end more than my disguise. Fail, and I’ll lose the only life I’ve found worth living. Succeed, and I might discover what killed the real Vencian... and why my death may be the key to something darker. A slow-burn story of supernatural investigation, hidden schemes, and buried secrets, where every lie reveals a deeper truth. Behind noble courts and sacred cathedrals lies a world ruled by celestial laws and occult myths, where power demands the sacrifice of identity, and the fall begins long before corruption takes hold. Additional Tags: Slow Burn Progression · Supernatural Investigation · Investigation & Conspiracy · Cosmic Horror Undertones · Scheming Protagonist · Dual Identity · Celestial and Occult Mythology · Slow Descent into Power --- Though it's empty, feel free to join the discord server if you wanna discuss something or ask any questions: https://discord.gg/K4q2Bsx2hv
LoreMock · 151.1k Views

Saving The Monster Race Starts With Breeding The Elf Village

Everyone has heard the cliché tale. A peaceful race on the brink of annihilation. A desperate prayer. A hero summoned from another world to save them from extinction after a long, brutal war. That was exactly what the demi-human continent expected. Elves, vampires, beastkin, lamia, centaurs, fairies—every race born from mana—were falling, cornered by the advancing human empire. Their magic was gone. Human revolution was unstoppable. Extinction loomed. So, as legends dictated, they performed the ancient summoning, thinking hero would appear. He would lead them to victory after months of hardship, countless battles, and dramatic sacrifices. A long, epic struggle. Or so they thought. Instead, the hero they summoned—Luca—looked around, cracked his knuckles, and ended the entire war in two days. Two Days. No grand campaign. No final stand. No glorious, drawn-out saga. The human armies retreated on their own, terrified of whatever monster the demi-humans had summoned. And the demi-humans could only stare. Their savior. Their conqueror. Their headache. Because once peace returned… Luca started doing whatever he wanted. He trained elves to fire AK-47s with machine-perfect precision and forced vegetarians like them to eat grilled meat. He crafted wheel-chairs for mermaids so they could roll across land like smug aquatic empresses. He gave dwarves dynamite 'for better mining' and immediately realized he had created a worldwide hazard. He used salamanders as living barbecues, insisting it was 'efficient ecological heat usage.' And if that wasn’t already disastrous enough, there was more. The goddess who sent Luca down had given him a second mission: To act as the continent’s ultimate breeding bull and repopulate every demi-human race. When he casually announced this, the entire continent went silent. Elves froze, vampires panicked, mermaids tried to roll away, and slime girls melted in shock. At that moment, every tribe realized one thing— They absolutely regretted summoning this hero.
AGodAmongMen · 62.4k Views

Harem With Venom In Marvel/Dc

One day, I suddenly found myself in the Marvel Universe, inheriting a fortune worth tens of millions. A dream come true, right? But my excitement was short-lived because I knew what was coming—just a few years from now, the Mad Titan, Thanos, would snap his fingers and erase half of all life in the universe. Luckily, I wasn't entirely defenseless. I had a golden finger, a mysterious ability that allowed me to travel between worlds. But there was a catch. My so-called "cheat" had a twisted sense of humor—every time I escaped from one nightmare, I found myself in another. The alternate world? None other than DC, a universe filled with terrifying gods, unstoppable monsters, and vigilantes who could turn me into dust if I so much as looked at them the wrong way. With no godlike strength, no genius intellect, and no overpowered abilities, I had only one way to survive—cling to powerful figures, play my cards right, and master the fine art of eating soft rice (relying on strong women for protection). In a world of heroes and villains, where cosmic wars and multiversal threats loom over my head, I must navigate the chaos, build connections, and ensure that I always have a backer strong enough to keep me alive. Because if I don’t? Well, let’s just say that between Marvel and DC, there's no shortage of ways to die. plz support me if you can patreon.com/AZFANFICTION https://www.buymeacoffee.com/AZofficial This fanfiction is 90-chapter ahead and also this fanfic is 90 chapters ahead there
DaoistCjmElH · 1.3m Views