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Meet Phuwan Rattanakosin. At just eighteen years old, I had everything people dreamed of. Wealth. Power. Influence. My family was one of the most respected in Thailand—feared in business, admired in society. But none of that mattered to me. Because the only thing I ever wanted… Was something money couldn’t buy. First place. Every exam. Every result. Every single time. My name always came second. Right under his. Arthit Vareesorn. The golden boy. The genius. The one person I could never defeat. “Second place again?” My father’s voice was calm—but the disappointment in his eyes was louder than any shout. “You’re a Rattanakosin, Phuwan. Or have you forgotten?” “I tried—” I started. “Trying is for failures.” Silence. Cold. Heavy. Suffocating. “Do you know who his family is?” my father continued, his tone sharpening. “Our rivals. And yet… their son stands above mine.” His words cut deeper than anything else. “Fix it.” Fix it. Like it was that easy. Like I hadn’t already sacrificed sleep, peace… my sanity. But no matter what I did… I could never beat him. That night, I stopped trying to be better. And decided… To be smarter. The underground racing scene wasn’t my world. But desperation has a way of dragging you into places you never imagined. Engines roared. Money exchanged hands. Danger lingered in every corner. And then… I saw him. Kawin Thirasak. A name whispered with thrill and trouble. A racer. A rule-breaker. A man who didn’t belong to anyone. He leaned against his car like he owned the night, eyes sharp, lips curved in a careless smirk. He looked… dangerous. Exactly what I needed. “I have a job for you,” I said, stepping into his space. He looked me up and down, amused. “And what makes you think I take orders from rich boys?” “I’ll pay you.” That caught his attention. A pause. Then a slow smile. “What’s the job?” I clenched my fists. Not out of fear. But determination. “I want you to make someone fall in love with you.” Kawin raised a brow. “…That’s it?” I shook my head. My voice dropped—colder, darker. “No.” “I want you to make him fall so deeply… that he forgets everything.” “His focus.” “His discipline.” “His number one position.” “…Arthit Vareesorn.” For a moment, the world went quiet. Then Kawin laughed. Low. Dangerous. Interested. “You want me to destroy him… using his heart?” I met his gaze without hesitation. “Yes.” Somewhere across the city… Arthit sat by his window, reading peacefully under soft light. Unaware. That someone had just decided to turn his life… Into a game. And in this game… Love was never meant to be real. But what none of us expected… Was that the one who was supposed to fall… Wouldn’t be the only one.
Favour_Onyebuchi_2776 · 0 Views

Reincarnated as a Goblin: My "Sword" is Malfunctioning!!

Synopsis [Warning: R-18 Mature Content] [Explicit Sexual Content, Harem, Non-Human Protagonist] In a world where monsters rule through brute strength and primal instinct, Grik was the ultimate punchline. Born an orphaned goblin in the Monster Kingdom and admitted to the elite Academy on a fluke scholarship, he was weak, bullied, and worse—he suffered from a humiliating biological “hardware failure” that left him entirely incapable of performing. The original Grik died of shame in a cheap brothel bathroom. But the soul that woke up in his green-skinned body wasn’t a pathetic goblin. He was a modern human with a mind wired for logic, an analytical understanding of anatomy, and an Earth-born knowledge of technique that this savage, brute-force world had never even dreamed of. Bound to a unique System that treats his biology like code and his encounters like quests, he’s issued his first challenge: overcome his defective equipment using nothing but pure finesse. Now, armed with legendary Earth techniques, a newly optimized anatomy, and an incredibly analytical approach to the 'arts,' this trash goblin is about to rewrite the hierarchy of the Monster Academy. From arrogant vampire heiresses to cold elven prodigies, they all expect a weak, bumbling peasant. Instead, they’re going to learn that true power doesn’t come from fangs or claws. It comes from perfect execution, agonizing patience, and a System that rewards him for every monstrous ego he completely dismantles—in and out of the bedroom. The original owner rage-quit. I’m just booting up.
Scarlett_Whisper · 7.2k Views

I, Naruto, From the Start, Deceived Black Zetsu to Think I Was His Dad

While traveling through the world of the Hokage, Naruto suddenly found himself in a new form — Virgin Naruto! His power grows with every shadow he casts, for darkening multiplies his strength tenfold, while whitening weakens him. Remembering the tragic stories from the biographies of bloggers, he made a decision: to become someone to be feared. Hokage? — Let that title remain just a feather in the wind! Will of Fire? — To hell with it! Why not release Ōtsutsuki Kaguya and unite the ninja world, becoming a divine ruler? Half of the Nine-Tails’ chakra isn’t enough? No problem! Naruto went to his father’s grave using the Reanimation technique of the Impure World and obtained the second half. Reincarnation of Ashura, but with low blood concentration? No matter! He had already set his eyes on Sasuke: “Sasuke, your eyes look fine, take them out and give them to me!” Uchiha Obito was plotting and planning his moves, but Naruto intervened: Black Zetsu: “You need a father? Why don’t we free your mother together?” During the Fourth Great Ninja War, the resurrected Uchiha Madara, opening his legendary eyes, addressed Obito: Madara: “Obito, have you finished everything?” Obito, panicking: “Ancestor Madara, something went wrong! Hurry, Naruto is already on his way!” Madara looked at the army of the Allied Shinobi Forces, at their faces full of hope, and with a slight smile realized that the darkness Naruto had brought could change the fate of the world once and for all...
ezel_x · 124.4k Views

My Little Stepsister is Addicted to Gacha Games

Other name: I Got A Harem Of Yandere Cosplayers Makoto just wants simple things: decent WiFi for his gacha games, cash for instant noodles, and occasional stress relief. After scraping together his savings for a happy ending at a sketchy massage parlor, he discovered his masseuse was Yuna, his gacha-obsessed little stepsister with an expensive cosplay hobby. Before he could process what was happening, his wallet became her personal piggy bank, and his life spiraled into sexual blackmail and cosplay roleplay sessions while desperately hiding everything from their mom. Things got worse when two more girls joined the chaos. Mika, Yuna's supposedly sweet best friend, revealed herself. Then Ayane, his nerdy classmate who used to just borrow his ecchi anime, launched a hostile takeover of his already messy love life. His bedroom went from a shame cave to a battlefield, as all three girls started fighting over who gets to be "Main Wife." Now Makoto's just a fat, perverted pig-dog surviving on instant noodles while three beautiful, terrifying women control his life. His bank account sits at zero, his dignity left town months ago, and his libido keeps making terrible decisions. Looking at the wreckage, he can't figure out how things got so complicated, or why some sick part of him actually loves every minute of it. [Sexual Content Warning] All characters are 18+ and above (otherwise, how can they have credit cards to spend on gacha lol) and have no blood relationship to others. All the sexual acts mentioned are fully consensual and legal. Gerne: Vanilla, Harem, Cosplay Sex, Roleplay, Consensual NonCon, Soft SM, Dirty Talk, Public... NO NTR. === Please review, comment, add to collection, and give power stones if you enjoy my works - 50 collections: 1 bonus chapter - 50 power stones: 1 bonus chapter - 10 review or 10 comments: 1 bonus chapter
tentacle_master · 1.1m Views