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Polymer & Steel: The Engineer’s Kingdom

Waking up in a stranger's bed with arsenic in his gut and a terrified maid in his arms wasn't in the project specs. For a forty-year-old structural engineer from Earth, becoming Prince Valian is a logistical nightmare. The court wants him dead, his family is a nest of vipers, and his only ally is the woman framed to kill him. But where others see a death sentence, Valian sees a renovation project. Realizing the capital is a lost cause, Valian plays a desperate gambit: he trades his claim to the throne for the frozen, barbarian-infested Northern Borderlands. To survive the winter and the war, he needs a team. But he doesn't want polished knights or court ladies. He wants the outcasts. The broken. The discarded components of society that only he knows how to fix. As he rebuilds the North with steel and science, he builds a circle of women who find their salvation in his bed and his blueprint: Lena, The Devoted: The maid who woke up expecting execution. Valian didn't just save her life; he gave her agency. Now, she manages his castle and his secrets with a terrifying loyalty, ensuring that while the Prince works, his every physical need is met. Princess Elara, The Fortress: A political bride mocked by the world for her size and weight. While other men looked away in disgust, Valian looked closer and saw a masterpiece of biomechanics. He is the only man to touch her with reverence, and in return, the "Heavy Princess" becomes his silent shadow, using her mass and stealth to crush anyone who threatens her husband. Tessa, The Dynamo: A blacksmith’s slave deemed useless for her weak magic. Valian recognizes that her "magnetic twitches" are actually the key to electricity. He gives her a laboratory, a purpose, and the affection she was starved of. In his hands, she isn't a failure; she is the engine that will power a new age. In the frozen North, Valian isn't just building a kingdom; he’s building a family. And for the women who the world threw away, there is nothing they won't do for the man who polished them into diamonds. They are his tools, his lovers, and his weapons. And together, they will break the world.
farooqakram · 393 Views

Bloodmancer in the Jurassic Era: I use my Dinos to seduce Human mates

[Warning! R18+ Mature Content] After a 'freaky' accident in a Natural History Museum, where he got crushed by a dinosaur on display, under very embarassing circumstances, Jimmy woke up in the Jurassic Era in an alternate world. His third-cousin, who he had gone on a date with while being unaware of their blood relation, somehow followed him in this alternate world, and there, she seemed to have magical powers! While testing if he also had powers, and discovering that he did, he figured out that he was a Bloodmancer after he constantly pushed his powers to the limit. At some point, he discovered that he could control dinosaurs by altering, or controlling their blood. This helped him tame dinosaurs, but after some experimenting, he figured out that he could use his tamed dinosaurs to 'tame' human women! Jimmy wasn't much of a ladies man himself, so of course, he barely got any action in the beginning, even in the Jurassic Era, where he was followed around by his third-cousin who persued him romantically, albeit slowly. For that matter, when he figured out he could induce chemical romance on other, non-related women using his tamed dinosaurs, he took the opportunity to slowly indulge into fiesty romance with every other woman he craved to touch, across the dinosaur-riddled land! With an appetite strong enough to consume the world, that grew even stronger as he developed his Bloodmancer abilities, he needed far more intimacy than the light teasing that his cousin taunted him with! He even needed more intimacy than the steamy intimacy which another, local cousin showered him with! Jimmy could even make magical breakthroughs through intimacy, and in a world riddled with secrets of technology beyond its age, intimacy wasn't only a necessity, but it was also a piece of the puzzle. ... ~ Uploading 2-6 chapters a day. ~ ~ There are pictures in the comments, or paragraph comments. I post them in the chapters that matter, to better describe scenes including people, dinosaurs, or others. The art-style is consistent, relative, and well thought out. You'll know it when you see it. ~ ~ [#big harem] [#steamy] [#deep intimacy] [triple-lovemaking] [#evolution] [#dino army] [#taming] [#magic] [#necromancy] [#bloodmancy] [#superstrength] [#superspeed] [#lost civilization] [#ancient civilization] [#no system] [#primal magic] [#giants] ~
DrillaC137 · 37.5k Views

One Piece: Starting from the Immortal Rocks Pirates

Summoned into the One Piece world as a true devil, Dimon lands on Hive Island and slips into the notorious Rocks Pirates. His starter skill is obscene: Eternal Wine—a crimson vintage that grants ageless, unkillable bodies to any who drink. But Dimon’s real sin is rarer still: he can devour immortals, stealing their knowledge, memories, and mastery to forge himself into something the seas haven’t named yet. From Rocks’ fall to Roger’s public execution, Dimon plays the long game—planting teleport sigils, bartering wine for power, and building New Era, a secret network that hunts Devil Fruits like sacred relics. He lures monsters to his side—Crocodile, Hawkeye, Smoker, even future titans—and trades them miracles for loyalty. When Roger is about to die, Dimon crashes the execution, pours Eternal Wine down the Pirate King’s throat on live broadcast, and kicks the world into a frenzy: treasure, immortality, freedom—the perfect storm. As the Seven Warlords are conceived to cage the tide, Dimon dons the mask of a centenarian sword saint, Yamamoto Genryūsai, to harvest the last flames of the Old Era—Rocks’ remnants like Wang Zhi, and to test fists with the living legends—Whitebeard, Garp, Sengoku. Every fruit found, every immortal devoured, unlocks darker Devil Techniques: from reality-rending “Overlimit Haki Arts” to future-twisting illusions of Nika. But the higher he climbs, the colder the air—because the Five Elders aren’t the final wall. Above them waits a gaze that never blinks: Im. This is not a prophecy. It’s a distillation—of eras, of sins, of power—bottled by a devil who refuses to die.
Mugiwara_TL · 817.8k Views