harem

The world believes it is safe. It isn’t. It’s only quiet because the truth was buried beneath enough lies to choke creation itself. But the Ashen siblings are beginning to remember. When Grim Ashen’s storm-fire resonates with the sealed Memory Root, something ancient stirs—something that should never wake. The Blank Court calls it a relic. The Guardians call it a wound. The Root calls the Ashens only one word: “Children.” Each sibling carries a forbidden shard of Vortharion, the Crimson Sovereign who sacrificed himself to imprison the Eldritch Stars. Now those shards are trembling… wanting to return to the whole. The Blank Court races to awaken the Seventh Star, unaware that the Ashens are the final locks holding the universe together. Because the truth is simple and terrifying: The Ashen siblings were never meant to be heroes. They are the keys Vortharion left behind. And the thing they unlock… does not open. It feeds. With every battle, every awakening, every pulse of the Root, more cracks spread through reality. And through those cracks, a thousand voices whisper: “Come home.

What is my existence? What am I? Since his birth, Aldrian Aster had never been an ordinary human. One day, a screen appeared in his sight with a message: I’m tied to the universe. I’m tied to nature. All of this is my own karma. Why I am different is also my destiny. My domain encompasses all things. There is nothing that can escape my view. There is nothing that can escape my sense. There is nothing that can escape my will. As he read these words, Aldrian understood that this was part of his destiny. Abnormal cultivation? Rapid comprehension? Mastering everything? Creating techniques effortlessly? This was his journey towards discovering his 'true' self.

Reincarnated in another world, Tetsuya Hiratsuji soon discovered that this world was actually a crossover of various anime he had watched in his previous life. Kasumigaoka Utaha was a fan of his novels, and from then on, they developed a relationship, with Utaha learning a great deal about novel writing from him. Kato Megumi, whose presence was fainter than the wind, was his classmate. Only he could perceive her existence, which brought them incredibly close. Alongside the bright and free-spirited Kitagawa Marin, who looked like a gyaru but was actually an otaku obsessed with eroge games and loved cosplaying. One day, a new transfer student named Yotsuya Miko suddenly appeared in his class, and Tetsuya realized that this world was no ordinary slice-of-life world! But right at that moment, Tetsuya awakened a golden finger called the Amazing Chat Group System, which connected him to countless people from various other worlds. He faced a zombie apocalypse in Saeko Busujima's world, killed Muzan Kibutsuji in Shinobu Kocho's world, and caught the attention of an Aeon in March 7th's world! From Japanese to Chinese fictional worlds, Tetsuya and the members of the chat group embarked on adventures, formed bonds, and grew stronger together. --------- Sorry for the bad grammar, english is not my native language and i am not very good at english. Also note, that some of the franchises here will not follow the original work for plot purposes. So, if there's anything different from the original story, it's because I changed it, or maybe because I don't really know/remember the original story.

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor. Chapter Updates: 2 chapters per day (unspecified until a fix update time is decided) Bonus Chapters: +2 Extra chapters (350+ coin gifts) +4 Extra chapters (1005+ coin gift) +6 Extra chapters (2005+ coin gift)

Jaeho Han's father was his hero. A man built like Hercules who worked multiple jobs to give his kids the education he never had. But after the twins were born, the workload became too much and his father's health deteriorated silently, refusing help, hiding his condition even from his wife. He died when Jaeho was thirteen, leaving behind a grieving wife who could barely look at her children without feeling the guilt as she thought it was the birth of the twins that killed her husband. She tried her best for four years before she disappeared. At seventeen, Jaeho became the sole guardian of his five year old twin sisters, Jia and Serin. He worked multiple jobs like his father to give them a chance at life. School was a nightmare, Jaeho was bullied for being poor, for being an orphan, for being a year older than everyone else due to his late admission due to making sure his sisters' education came first. But he endured it all without fighting back, because one wrong move meant losing everything. The debt piled up at ₩737,500,000. Over $500,000. Loan sharks were on his neck, bills suffocating him. Jaeho always smiled for his sisters, but at night, he was drowning. One morning, he helped a recently divorced woman at his laundromat job. She couldn't pay but promised to refund him once her banking app stops acting up, so he transferred his last ₩50,000 to help pay for whatever it was she wanted. Hopefully, it would return with a nice tip. A cyan screen appeared shortly after this help was rendered. [Ding!] [Cashback system activation requirement met!] [System binding in progress...!] [System successfully linked!] [Spent ₩50,000. 2X critical hit. Earned ₩100,000. The money has been transferred to account XXX-XXX-XXX] [Spent at least ₩50,000 on a lewd item for a MILF. Received 1 lottery ticket. Do you want to use it?] [YES][NO] "Wait, lewd item?" Jaeho questioned before looking at the woman with suspicion. For the first time in five years, Jaeho could breathe. But the system wasn't done with him yet. Every won he spent on mature, lonely women came back multiplied which meant unlimited wealth. His father told him that as long as you keep moving forward, things will work out. Jaeho's about to find out just how far forward he can go. --------- Content Tags → Smut / R18+ → Harem, Comedy, Slice of life → System-Elements → Slightly towards Netori [Mc stealing and using others wife] → No Yuri → No Netorase / Yaoi / BL → System + Worldbuilding Driven

It was one hundred years ago when the most devastating desaster strucked the earth. A huge spaceship arrived with a dozens of dozens of army surrounding it. It was at this moment of realization that we, are not alone on this universe. Beings who has a similar appearance of a robot appeared, destroying everything on their sight. It didn't matter what, as long as you stand in front of it, you will be killed. They cause havoc for nearly fifty years until humanity gained a piece of freedom. They found out you could inject the invaders blood within their bodies. And after trial and errors, they finally found the solution. What will they do now? How did 'life' goes on right after this discovery? That's the question our protagonist will have to answer. And he was determined to not find out.

Harry Vedman should be dead. Murdered at the edge of a lonely ravine, his life was meant to end in silence. Instead, he woke up with amethyst eyes and a hunger for more than just justice. ​Reborn as a Lesser Incubus under the "Lust Sovereign" system, Harry returns to Ashmere City to reclaim the life that was stolen. To his grieving stepmother, Olivia, and sister, Chloe, he is a miracle returned. To his killers, he is a ghost seeking blood. ​But survival is a dangerous game. As Harry navigates a world of corrupt cops and elite supernatural hunters, he must hide his monstrous transformation from the very people he’s sworn to protect. Between his human morals and his demonic cravings, the line is blurring fast. ​In a city where "Heroes" hunt the night, can Harry master his new powers to protect his family, or will the demon consume his humanity? The hunt has begun.

Reincarnated into a world where humanity fights back against dungeon invasions with awakened supernatural powers, Maximus planned everything from birth. He studied harder, tained longer, preparing to stand at the top. But fate cheated him: he didn't have the qualifications to become a Hunter. Stripped of status and savings, he drifts into hunger and debt, watching the world from the margins. When eviction and starvation threaten to finish him, Maximus binds with a mysterious Dimensional Final Boss Role-Playing System.

Allan never believed in isekai. While his best friend Kevin spent his days mapping out fantasy power systems and planning his future Harem, Allan was firmly grounded in reality — right up until a malfunctioning MRI machine disagreed. No dramatic death. No glowing deity offering him a cheat ability. No automatic translation blessing. Just a sixteen-year-old boy, a backpack full of hiking gear, and a tree he woke up hanging from while strangers laughed at him in a language he couldn't understand. Welcome to another world, Allan. You're on your own. With no powers, no guidance, and no idea what he's supposed to do here, Allan does the only thing he can — survives. He learns the language from the ground up. He studies the world's hidden rules from a forgotten diary left behind in an orphanage. He watches, adapts, and waits. This world has magic he can't use, warriors he can't match, and political forces he doesn't yet understand. But Allan is patient, he is sharp, and he is slowly becoming someone this world wasn't prepared for. He didn't ask for this. He has no chosen destiny, no noble bloodline, no grand purpose handed to him by the heavens. He just has himself. For now, that'll have to be enough.

[Read up to chapter 5, you won't regret it.] Haru Mizuki died the lamest death possible: alone in his room, playing a hentai VRMMO. No heroic sacrifice. No tragic accident. Just... pathetic. But instead of oblivion, he wakes up in Aethelgard. Cursed by Chronia, Goddess of Time, Haru gains an ability no one else has: he can't stay dead. Every time he dies, he loops back to his last checkpoint. What seems like a curse becomes his greatest weapon, infinite retries mean infinite opportunities to learn, train, and seduce. And seduce he must. Because Haru's cheat ability, Touch of the Goddess, lets him steal powers from anyone he touches... but it works best through intimate contact. Armed with death loops, a hacker-class system that lets him sabotage rival players, and zero shame, Haru begins building the ultimate multi-species harem. But he's not the only player in this game, and they all want the same thing: absolute domination.

Lin Qingmo transmigrated to Douluo Continent, accidentally bringing along his Douluo fan group from before his transmigration! He originally planned to complain and share his perilous daily life in the Douluo world with his group members—maybe copy a bit of their homework while he was at it and coast his way to victory in life. But who could have imagined that every online nickname in the group actually corresponded to the real person themselves? [Heavenly Snow Woman] — the Snow Empress! [The Pope Herself] — Bibi Dong! [Evil Soul Master Saintess] — Ma Xiaotao! Lin Qingmo complained indiscriminately about every living being on this “Love Continent.” What he didn’t know was that the true identities behind those nicknames had already “exploded.” Ma Xiaotao: “Me — the Saintess of the Holy Spirit Church? Is that for real?” Bibi Dong: “Heh, I’m crazy, cold-blooded, and ruthless? Interesting.” Gu Yuena: “I would actually like—” — Daily Updates X2 — For Early Access: [email protected]/Taichu372

Kai Heishin was a boy who mysteriously reincarnated into the world of Naruto as a powerless but skilled swordsman aiming to be a Shinobi, However on a class trip he almost drowned only to be gifted the shadow monarch system, now Kai will become konoha's future shadow monarch and will become the strongest Shinobi in history, A.U. several original characters.

Two hundred years ago, the sky split open. Dimensional rifts appeared across the world, pouring endless monsters into human territory. Cities collapsed, nations vanished, and humanity was forced to rebuild civilization behind massive defensive walls. In the new era, survival depends on one thing. Class Awakening. When people reach adulthood, they undergo a Class Change Ceremony and receive a combat class that determines their future. Powerful awakenings such as S-Rank Swordsmen, Elemental Mages, and Divine Priests rise quickly, becoming hunters, elites, and protectors of humanity. Weak classes, however… Are destined for ordinary lives. When Lin Yi, a transmigrator from Blue Star, awakens his class at Jianghe Hunter Academy, his result immediately becomes the joke of the entire academy. E-Rank Class — Laborer. A class meant for construction, mining, and carrying materials. In other words… A background character in a world of heroes. But just as Lin Yi accepts his unfortunate fate, a mysterious voice echoes in his mind. Ding. [Minimal Effort, Maximum Reward System Activated.] Any item he obtains will be amplified into a far superior version of itself. A simple dagger becomes a weapon capable of freezing monsters solid. A basic skill transforms into a devastating killing technique. Even ordinary equipment can evolve into something far beyond its original limits. While other students struggle to hunt their first monster… Lin Yi casually slays creatures far above his level. While elite classes rely on rare gear and expensive resources… Lin Yi simply picks up ordinary equipment and watches it evolve into something terrifying. Soon, rumors begin spreading across Jianghe City. The weakest class in the academy… Might actually be the most dangerous. Because in Lin Yi’s hands, even the most ordinary tools can become weapons capable of shaking the world. And this time… The so-called E-Rank Laborer may end up building something far greater than anyone ever expected.

[WARNING: R-18 | Adult content, suggestive and implied explicit scenes] Ryan, a programmer who had always been a failure with women and, because of his job, never had time for dating due to constant workplace exploitation. One month before the release of his company’s most ambitious RPG, he decided to take revenge by adding a secret “bug” to the game. A hidden skill called Debt. Every time the support character healed or buffed a heroine, a mandatory debt was generated. An order that had to be fulfilled. And if it wasn’t claimed, the skill would execute it automatically. The company discovered the code and punished him by forcing him to work without pay to fix it. Exhausted and on the verge of collapse, Ryan dies of a heart attack before he can remove the bug. But he awakens inside the game. Now he inhabits the body of the Rank B support in a party of Rank S heroines… and the Debt skill is still active. Ryan will have a significant advantage, because not only will he gain the normal experience and rewards from leveling up, but he will also receive the additional rewards granted by the Debt skill. With an advantage no one else possesses, Ryan must decide: Will he become a tyrant who manipulates his companions? Or will he use that power to survive, protect them, and become the only support capable of reaching S-Class hero rank? Because this time, he won’t let anyone exploit him again. What to expect: Character progression / Harem / R18 / Dark fantasy / Demon Lords / Worldbuilding / Multiple races / Fantastic creatures / Magic / LitRPG elements / No NTR.

** No NTR { Only Netori }** **Explicit Content Warning +18** **Dark fantasy+SMUT* Join my Discord for NFSW characters images: https://discord.gg/UevcmhDQc —————————————— Caught masturbating in glorious 4K, a perverted teenager is sentenced to the basement as punishment. Only to be murdered by a book that never asked permission. Death was supposed to be the end. Instead he awakens as Daniel Dikson. An eighteen years old, dirt-poor guy, son of a broke farmer and Marnie, his stepmother. The kind of stepmother wet dreams are built from. Yet what truly terrified him was the book itself. It had crossed death with him, and now lay quietly at his side, patiently waiting for his touch once more. “Wait… this book wants me to draw a ritual diagram, place the book in the center, and chant some eldritch bullshit to seal the deal?” “Veiliquandè mikora jim bos ariqueisà…” One forbidden ritual later, a demon found its vessel, purring promises of limitless power. Every woman he claims, every moan he steals from their bodies will increase his power. From the village’s weakest to a ruthless conqueror Daniel rises through blood, sweat and bedroom sheets. But in this brutal world of scheming nobles, wild beasts, and forbidden lusts, will Daniel survive?

In the original story, Denji was crushed by betrayal, loss, and endless regret. What if he got a second chance—with full foreknowledge of every event, every death, every manipulation? A modern soul that knows the entire plot fuses with him at the very beginning. This time, no more naive simp. No more getting played. Second-playthrough Denji awakens as the ruthless apex predator: invincible, carnivorous, and utterly indulgent. He devours every girl who ever sparked his desire—Makima, Power, Reze, Himeno, Kobeni, Asa, Quanxi, and more—building an unstoppable harem with zero restraint. Enemies? Crushed before they can blink. Tragedies? Rewritten into pure domination and pleasure. No regrets. No holding back. Just raw, unfiltered conquest. This is Denji's New Game+ run: the harem-overlord version who takes everything he was denied—and then some. Pure wish-fulfillment. Zero brakes. All meat. This is a Translational Story.

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor. Chapter Updates: 2 chapters per day (unspecified until a fix update time is decided) Bonus Chapters: +2 Extra chapters (350+ coin gifts) +4 Extra chapters (1005+ coin gift) +6 Extra chapters (2005+ coin gift)

Mana is the essence of the soul and what builds up life, those who are able to manipulate this energy are labelled as Witches. But as a minority, they were hunted nearly to extinction during the Dark Ages, but due to their perseverance they have survived until now. Even then the Witches now are nothing but used as tools, a Witch walking the same streets as a human is unheard of and even shamed, even having a Witch as a family member would end up in prejudice by others.

“Why don’t wizards just shoot each other with guns?” many people on Earth wonder. When Reynard died on Earth and was reborn in a world of magic, he became nobody. He had no parents, no system, no special bloodline, and a magical aptitude that only let him advance in magic by consuming expensive materials. Materials that he could never afford! So instead, he crafted a gun. Oh, you want to cast a spell? Then I cast bullet! From the most hopeless student, Reynard turned into a feared magus. But his path to riches and power was still full of peril! “Ah… why can’t I just stop pissing off wrong people and seducing wrong girls?”

Li Feng was just a regular pervy guy from Earth who somehow landed in a world where cultivators cared way more about the Dao than their own mortal bodies. On his first day, by some crazy luck, he found 35,000 spirit stones on a dead cultivator. He blew 30,000 of those stones just to buy his way into one of the top sects as an outer disciple. After years of grinding and nearly burning through the rest of his stones trying to break through, he’s still stuck at the lowest cultivation level. Now, with only a hundred stones left and his patience running thin, he decides to spend those last stones on a night of mortal pleasure with a cold, distant senior sister who usually doesn’t give a damn about things like that. She agrees ,not because she’s interested, but because the price is hard to say no to. What Li Feng doesn’t realize is that this reckless move give him the chance to finally break free from his bottleneck and change everything. ___ A lot of Smut, No NTR, No Yuri.