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[Warning: Mature content R - 18+) "You want us Master?” Ryker murmured, his voice low and dangerous as he stepped closer. Azrael’s fingers trailed fire up my exposed thighs, slow and deliberate. I exhaled sharply, my cheeks burning under their combined heat. Veyra’s lips brushed teasing kisses along the edges of mine, soft yet claiming. I arched instinctively as Thyrian’s hand slid to my nape, his mouth pressing gentle, reverent bites that sent shivers racing down my spine. “Who’s your favorite?” they demanded in unison, voices thick with hunger. I moaned softly, words trembling out: “I love all of you.” ****************** I walked in on my fiancée fucking my stepsister. I demanded answers, but instead was met by a blade to the heart. Death should have been the end. Instead, I woke up trapped inside the novel I’d devoured, reincarnated as the villainess doomed to die at the hands of her four ruthless male consorts. Ryker (fox). Azrael (Demon). Veyra (succubus). Thyrian (Merman). Powerful. Possessive. Lethal. Each one helped orchestrate her execution in the original story. Now the rules are clear if I want to survive this twisted world: Make my consorts fall desperately in love with me. Never draw the attention of the untouchable female lead. But stealing their hearts means claiming everything that was hers power, devotion, desire. She’s divine, adored, invincible. I’m hunted, despised, clinging to the lowest rank. Every touch ignites obsession. Every kiss hides a threat. Every whispered “mine” could be my salvation… or my undoing. Can a villainess rewrite her fate and keep four dangerous men wrapped around her finger? Or will their love consume me before I even survive the first season? == Strictly reverse harem, so Female lead gets all of them CONNECT WITH ME ON INSTAGRAM @beckyb233147

I blinked awake in a penthouse suite overlooking neon-lit skyscrapers, my phone buzzing with notifications from the social feeds everyone obsesses over. Yeah, me, Emily the broke barista, got herself transmigrated into 'Alphas' Eternal Knot,' that addictive novel about cutthroat elites in a world ruled by alpha-omega pheromones. Think corporate empires meets scandalous romance—alphas command boardrooms and hearts, omegas get lavish indulgence—or drama. As 'villainess' Emily Leonhart, heir to a fashion dynasty, I was billed as a 'rare' female alpha—destined to sabotage the sweet omega heroine before the four alpha male leads exposed and ruined me. A cliché novel in which the villainess gets defeated—and boom! Everyone gets their own happy ending. My plan? Well, it was simple... I mean, I didn't want to compete for the heroine with them. Then again, I don't have any interests in the male leads too. But then, there was a plot twist—my heat slams in like a spotlight malfunction—flushes, tremors, total meltdown. "I'm an omega?!" I gasped. Turns out the novel lied; my "alpha" aura didn't even exist! My predecessor was hiding her omega biology. And this very thing was found out by the male leads, who hated me. Now I'm dodging their advances like a pro, and ignoring their persistent calls. Yet, that wasn't enough. The heroine—Lily was an alpha! What the heck! Slamming me against the wall, she sniffed me while giving me a dark possessive look. "Why are you running?" "Me? I... I-I am not... r-running, Lily..." "Then, why don't let me mark you?" "No!!" Juggling four 'unwanted' male alphas and one relentless heroine-alpha fixated on marking me, and my omega instincts that keep making me flush at the worst moments. Can I survive Lily's next bold move without getting claimed in the society pages? Extra Tags:- Female Protagonist, Omega Protagonist, Bottom Protagonist, Business Building, Multiple Love Interests, Yandere, Beautiful Female Lead Disclaimer: It’s just a novel—don’t be serious. As the author of this novel, I would like to say that—all the characters are from my imagination—they don't have any sort of existence in the real world. Nah! Nope, they don’t. Trust me—this is just a novel. So, there are themes in the story that might be disturbing. But let me tell you—I condone them, and I suggest you to take everything as fictious storytelling. There is no need to think over it. And if you find it very disturbing then, I request you to not read this novel any further. Also, I would like to apologize to anyone who might get hurt by this novel. Remember—it's just a novel, and I don't encourage any of my characters' absurd 'decisions.' Thank you. P.S: All the images are AI generated.

Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.

【 Warning: Mature Content R-18 】 "To rule the world, he wanted to be a King. Fate decided he would be a Queen." *Slow-Burn TF: A detailed transformation from a lean boy to a voluptuous, devastatingly sexy beauty. *Genre: Gender Bender (Male to Female), High Fantasy, Adult, System, Harem, Incest (Cousins), R-18, Mature, Yuri (After Transformation), Domination/Submission. Alex was a disappointment. In a world ruled by powerful Gene Warriors, he was a nineteen-year-old F-rank awakener with zero talent, working in his uncle's blacksmith shop. As a fellow traveler from Earth, he dreamed of a powerful system, strength, domination, and standing at the top. But a thunderstorm in the Green Leaf Mountains changed everything. Seeking shelter in a dilapidated shrine, Alex stumbles upon a broken statue and a mysterious, silver-haired beauty who shouldn't exist. She is the Silver Serpent Empress—an ancient, predatory soul in need of a body. And she chooses him. Locked in a battle for his own body, Alex watches in horror as his rough skin molts away to reveal porcelain perfection, his muscles soften into dangerous curves, and his presence becomes a pheromone-laced trap that no one—male or female—can resist. "Stop fighting it, little vessel," the Empress whispers in his mind, her voice like honey mixed with poison. "Look at how your cousin looks at you. The City Lord wants to chain you to her bed. You have the power to bring kingdoms to their knees... all you have to do is open your legs." Alex trembled, clutching his chest where his nipples were throbbing painfully against his shirt. "I am a man! I won't be your toy!" "Are you?" she laughs. "Then why does your body tremble so sweetly when you are touched?" Alex must navigate a world where he is no longer the hunter, but the ultimate prize.

This is an original work. Author Note: Reuploaded, Because the Book has been blocked by Webnovel, I had made some adjustments. Marco Ashford wasn't supposed to be anyone's Master. A mid-ranked Clock Tower student with water-damaged spell texts and his late grandfather's Kyoto workshop, he stumbled into a lunar-eclipse summoning gone catastrophically sideways — three catalysts on the tray, three circles igniting at once, three sets of Command Seals burning into his skin before he hit the floor. He woke up with a headache, a cracked chalk circle, and three Heroic Spirits staring down at him with varying degrees of contempt. Saber. Archer. Caster. Tomoe Gozen, Atalanta, and Circe — each one a legend in her own right, none of them interested in sharing, all of them now bound to a man who still hasn't fixed the leak in his workshop ceiling. The Eighth Fuyuki Grail War has fractured around them: rival Masters hunting Marco for his unprecedented triple bond, masterless Servants drifting through Kyoto like ghosts with grudges, and a corrupted Grail waiting at the center of it all, still making promises it has never once kept. Marco Ashford is learning fast that surviving a broken war requires something the Clock Tower never taught him — and that three women forged by myth are harder to impress, and far easier to fall for, than any Noble Phantasm he'll face. Check my Bio for Advanced Chapters If you haven't had enough of Marco's Chaos.

Arlen’s life takes an unexpected turn when his grandfather arranges his engagement behind his back—to a celebrity heiress, no less. Thrown into a forced cohabitation as a trial for their potential marriage, Arlen must navigate an unfamiliar world, clashing personalities, and the tension of living under the same roof. Will this arrangement remain nothing more than an obligation… or become something neither of them expected?

Can a blind person survive in a world that despises, ignores, and humiliates them? "I'm blind." "There's no doubt..." After finishing the story and creating the character Adel, I suddenly "opened" my eyes and realized that I was now in his body. He was the final villain of the game I was working on. However, there is something strange about Adel and the game’s protagonist, a Regressor.

She was raised to be a weapon. An Mei Lin had spent her entire life obeying one man, her father. In a world where power ruled and emotions were weaknesses, she learned how to survive by becoming whatever he needed her to be...cold, precise and untouchable. But behind the control lies a secret she cannot afford to lose. When she is assigned her most dangerous mission yet, to get close to the elusive and powerful Mu Chen, everything begins to unravel. What was meant to be a calculated move quickly turns into something far more complicated. Because Mu Chen is not a man who can be deceived. And worse… He already knows her. As hidden truths begin to surface and the lines between control and desire blur, Mei Lin finds herself trapped in a game far more dangerous than she ever imagined. One where every move is calculated, every choice comes with a price, and the cost of failure is her life… and the only person she’s trying to protect. In a world where power decides everything… Who is really the pawn? [Excerpt] Do you love me?” The question came out softer than she intended, almost swallowed by the silence between them. Mu Chen didn’t answer immediately. His fingers brushed lightly against her wrist, slow… deliberate… as if reminding her that she was still there, still within reach. “Say it again,” he murmured. Her breath trembled. “…Do you love me?” This time, his grip tightened. Not enough to hurt, just enough to make her aware. “I told you before,” he said quietly, his gaze fixed on her like there was nothing else in the world worth seeing. “You shouldn’t ask questions you already know the answer to.” Mei Lin tried to pull her hand back but he didn’t let her. “Then say it,” she insisted, her voice softer now, but stubborn. For a moment, he just watched her. Then he lifted her hand slowly, pressing it against his chest. His heartbeat was steady. “You feel that?” he asked. Her fingers curled slightly. “Yes…” “That’s yours.” Her breath caught. “Mu Chen..." “You wanted an answer,” he interrupted gently. “This is it.” His other hand moved to her chin, tilting her face up just enough so she couldn’t look away. “I don’t just love you, Mei Lin.” His voice dropped, quieter… deeper. “I chose you.” Her heart skipped. “And once I choose something…” he continued, his thumb brushing softly against her lips, “I don’t let it go.” Something in her chest tightened. “Even if I try to leave?” she whispered. A faint smile touched his lips. “You can try.” His forehead lowered slightly, stopping just short of hers. “But you already know…” His voice softened, almost like a promise. “…you won’t get far.”

[Ding! Detected that the Host has reached the Titled Douluo Realm.] [Minimum requirement has been fulfilled!] [Binding Divine Chaos System with Host's consciousness.] [10%] [20%] [30%] [40%] [50%] [60%] [70%] [80%] [90%] [100%] [Binding of Divine Chaos System Complete!] Wang Luan is an ordinary young man living in Holy Spirit Village. But he has a secret hidden deep within. He is not a native of the Douluo Plane but a reincarnated soul who once lived on Earth. After years of struggle and seizing opportunities with foresight, he reaches the realm of the Titled Douluo at the age of 25, putting him at the top of geniuses in the world. Having no will to fight or conquer the world, he just wants to peacefully wait out the Divine War that is set to occur 40 years from then. But the world has other plans, and it is revealed that he is chosen as the Heir to the Primordial Gods of Chaos, Void and Order. With all of his plans for the future in the trash, will he be able to live in peace? Or will he get crushed in this world where strength reigns supreme? Read to find out. {Disclaimer: Everything except the OC does not belong to me.} PS: The MC will be overpowered from the start and will beat up many people. This is not a Weak To Strong Douluo fanfic. Beware!

"This world hates me because I'm a demon. But I'll prove that even death can be the beginning of peace." Leon Astaroth is a low-class demon, ignored and looked down upon by all. With a genuine smile amidst insults and a body covered in wounds, he fights on the front lines. In the endless war between races, he's nothing more than bait for the demon army. But just as his life fades at the edge of a human’s blade, a mysterious system awakens within him granting him a rare and powerful Necromancer ability. Now, armed with the power to raise the dead, Leon stands at a crossroads: - Become the monster everyone believes he is, or - Defy fate and forge a world without war. But the world won’t let him choose so easily. From vengeful human warriors, fellow demons who mock his status, to ancient entities that seem to have chosen him for a purpose Leon must face them all.

At first, I just wanted to leave a good impression on Kushina, because little girls are easy to trick, and I, Ryun, was greedy for the Uzumaki sealing technique in her hands. Later, I set my sights on the Nine-Tails’ power sealed within her. Every few days, I’d look for an excuse to check her seal and touch her belly… And then, later… I admit, I became greedy for her body! Uchiha Ryun: “Sorry, Minato, but you’d better find Naruto another mom. Kushina said she’s only marrying me…” ------------ Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/atomelectron (100 chapters in advance).

Tao Hua's life is fucking miserable, and that misery somehow earns him the title of "Village Disgrace." In order to cope with the awful treatment, he often retreats into words untold, dictated by the flip of a page. These worlds leave him with the dream of escaping this piece of shit town. To his utter dismay, his wish comes true, but not in the way all those fairytales promised. His saviour is a man he becomes enthralled with and whom he names “Lord No-Name.” This male lead is a touchy man with many faces. And for lack of a better word, Tao Hua can’t decide if he’s either the story’s love interest or villain. But the two share a common sentiment. This prince, alike Tao Hua, is also fucking miserable. But arguably worse! And instead of coping like a normal fucking person, he does the opposite. He doesn't escape. He doesn't cope. He just tries to fight against the already fated truth of his demise. 0/10, worst prince ever written. Misery aside, this fateful encounter will force Tao Hua to make a choice, leaving him with only one question: "What was one mean-spirited beast to a town of people who despise a beauty's entire existence?" ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief is a slow-burn, stop to smell the roses, type of novel. That being said, the roses are beautiful, and upon closer observation they’re less floral than once thought. It follows the POV of Tao Hua, as he tries to navigate his new life in a place that actually values him, and the prince of this story’s mood swings. ──── ୨୧ ──── !!!!Disclaimer!!!! EXTREMELY SLOW PACED! Character driven, before plot! This story borrows the premise of Beauty and the Beast, by Jeanne-Marie Le Prince de Beaumont, relying heavily on the trope while also twisting it to smithereens. The beast element is exchanged for a power dynamic, and the curse differs from the original story. The narration borders on sarcastic and self-aware, while also targeting deeper topics. It often breaks the fourth wall as a stylistic choice. A lot of the work will be edited over time, but the bones will remain the same.

Kenji Tanaka was a man of spreadsheets, data points, and predictable outcomes. A 28-year-old Tokyo data analyst who lived a life of sterile efficiency, his existence ended with a boring death and a terrifying reboot. He is reborn as Lencar Abarame in the Forsaken Realm—a dirt-poor peasant in the village of Sosei, living in a world where magic is the only currency that matters. Reborn in the world of Black Clover, Lencar Abarame awakens "Replica Magic"—the power to copy any grimoire he touches. He secretly copies Asta's Anti-Magic and Yuno's immense mana, creating a unique "Heretic Mode" that allows him to toggle between the two. Now Lencar must use his analytical mind to survive, secretly mastering his stolen powers and walking a fine line between enemies and allies. He is a heretic, a thief, and an analyst in a world that believes only in the gifted. ____ Note about Chapter release and Powerstones I will release 8 chapters per week (might change later) For 20 Powerstones, I will release 1 extra chapter that week For 50 Powerstones, one more extra chapter For 100 Powerstones, two more extra chapters that week

Harold Etton led a sad life. Yet, he never stopped fighting. Everything changed when he discovered a legendary Artifact—one of the thousands that exist across the world. Artifacts were stones that manifested into powerful weapons, and Harold had just obtained one that changed his fate. discord: https://discord.gg/3VTG2JZPwt

[Warning: Explicit Adult Content And Dark Romance Themes, Violence, Bullying] “What would it take for you to kill a man?” For me… it didn’t take much. After years of being bullied, ignored, and broken down, I stopped waiting for things to get better. And something answered me. His name is Darius. He gave me power—enough to finally fight back. But the more I use it, the more I change. And the more I realize… Revenge was never the dangerous part. He was.

[Parental guidance is advised] [Violence and Suggestive telling is rated mild for audience General audience, but not recommended for sensitive readers] Aki Hoshino is the Young master of the Hoshino family, and a project of his mother's institution: The frost organization, where he was trained to become one of the strongest of his generation, however, along the way, cataclysmic consequences start to appear after he is forced to fight his childhood sweetheart, the result of their battle caused rips in space, opening up to a world of the Rift walkers, monsters that feed on human emotions and mana to grow stronger, Aki must learn to combat these monsters,while learning what it truly means to fight no just for survival, but for others around him

***IN REVISION PROCESS!!! Thank you for your patience while I update and revise this story!*** HOW DID I END UP PROTECTING THE VIRGIN HEIRESS WHO WANTS TO CHASE ME? A naive virgin heiress with an outrageous to-do list hires a very reluctant bad boy to be her bodyguard. Oh, and he has to help her live a whole lifetime in one short week. Too bad he's not interested in starred item No. 12: A one-night stand. Or ... is he?

One minute, Penelope is laying in a hospital bed accepting her fate, and the next she transmigrated into a post-apocalyptic novel. What? The opening scene was a famous one where she drugged the male lead and plotted against him. The male lead hated the original owner and wanted to kill her. First Step: Stay away from the male lead. Second Step: Stay away from the female lead. Easy, right? Wrong. Why are both leads determined to be around me?

R18 Novel, Recommended 18+ Youth Andrew thought that he had the worst day on the first day of school; he wasn't assigned a dormitory and had to rent a place outside. Fortunately, his parents arranged a place for him to live, where he shared an apartment with a female professor. He initially thought it was a normal male-female roommate, but when he opened the door and saw the other person, he was so scared that his soul almost flew out of his body. The reason was simply because the other party was Scarlett, his former English teacher, who was also known for being fierce. According to Scarlett’s students, she was the kind of person who could kill with just a glance. Sharing an apartment with this kind of female demon... Andrew felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it... I'm doomed!