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Silas, a 27 year old famous writer just inherited the family library , found a beautiful silver patterned book inside the library , he wanted to open it but can't open it no matter what , on the same day he died in an accident, woke up in a completely different planet , awakened the only hidden class 'Author'. This is the journey of Silas how he reached the summit of his own class and became the strongest existence in the universe. In the dark room inside Argent Spire Academy, Draven moved slowly, his eyes locked on Silas. The focus in his gaze made Silas’s heart pound. The room was so quiet that every soft sound felt loud. Leaning close, Draven’s voice was a rough whisper against Silas’s ear. "I can't control myself anymore, Silas." a heated kiss came towards him in the response of his confession , the kiss became more deeper and wild as the entered in a completely different phase in their actions. Draven looked at the glowing line he he traced from Silas's neck to his stomach with his tongue ... WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! 18+ content , this novel is not slow paced at all . this novel gonna contains nsfw scenes every now and then . if you wanted to see a slow paced novel you can check my other novels too ...

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He won her in a bidding war. She expected chains. Instead, he offered chaos, and something dangerously close to freedom. Anastasia was raised in the temple, carved from childhood with sacred runes. Each one a blood-soaked tribute to the gods she never chose. A weapon, a symbol, a prize passed from hand to hand, a body to be used and sold. When the temples auction her off, she’s prepared to survive whatever comes next. She’s not prepared for him. Malvor, the God of Chaos, is all smirks and swagger, crowned in mischief and dressed like temptation itself. But beneath the theatrics is a being hiding his own scars. Some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire, challenge and most dangerous of all her. And Anastasia? She’s done playing the part of the willing doll. She’s dangerous, defiant, and not afraid to bite the hand that tries to claim her. Now, caught in a realm where illusions have teeth and gods play games with mortal lives, the only thing more reckless than trusting Malvor… is falling for him. This isn’t a love story. It’s healing wrapped in heat. It’s trauma, chaos, and slow, aching desire. It starts with a woman who was never meant to survive. But did. And came back sharper.

“What the hell—?!” Arahan jolted awake. This wasn’t his room. This wasn’t his body. Just hours ago, he had been a 30-year-old professor—one of the youngest lecturers in a prestigious college. An orphan who built everything from nothing. At twenty-five, he had already achieved what many couldn’t in a lifetime. A stable career. Respect. Wealth. A wedding with a beautiful bride from a good family. For once, life had finally begun to smile at him. And then, a drunk rich brat speeding his Thar at 220 km/h from the wrong side of the road. A flash of headlights. A scream of metal. Darkness. Arahan died on the roadside like a stray animal. And the worst part? He knew the culprit would never be punished. Money would bury the case. Power would twist the law. Justice was a luxury for the poor. But what hurt even more was not the injustice. It was a regret. He had lived responsibly. Too responsible. He never dated. Never partied. Never had Sex. Never travelled. Never loved recklessly. Never indulged. He chased stability. He chased respect. He chased a “good future.” And died before he could live. A virgin. A man who never tasted freedom. A man who never claimed what he desired. A man who never enjoyed the forbidden pleasure. But fate was not finished with him. When Arahan opened his eyes again— He was back. This time, he won’t live cautiously. This time, he won’t let power crush him. This time, he won’t die powerless. Wealth. Influence. Pleasure. Revenge. In this life, Arahan will claim everything.

Moonstone was supposed to be safe: a quiet retirement for his dad, a fresh start for Adam. Then he found the clue to his mother’s murder. Now, he’s marked. Thrust into a hidden world of warring werewolves, Adam discovers he holds the Blood Right – a power that makes him prey to every alpha. To survive, he must shed his kindness and become the very monster they fear. But when an ancient enemy rises to exterminate all werewolves, Adam faces a brutal choice: embrace the darkness within to save the monsters hunting him… or let his entire kind burn. How much humanity will he sacrifice to protect those he loves?

Roxanna died in a snowstorm apocalypse after being betrayed by her ex-husband and her best friend. But instead of resting in peace, she wakes up in the body of Roxanna Vixelle, the infamous Pink Fox villainess who tortured her five beast husbands for fun. Worse, the system in her head says: [Mandatory Survival Action: Mate with one of your husbands to gain +5 days of life.] [Failure Consequence: Death in 48 hours.] She thought she would never be able to complete that mission because after all, her husbands despise her. But without her realizing it, all five of them can hear every single thought inside her adorable little head. So when the system gives her that impossible quest again… All her husbands immediately line up in front of her like soldiers waiting for inspection. Dog husband: “CHOOSE ME! I’m the strongest! I have stamina for DAYS!” Fish husband: “I… I promise to be gentle.” Cat husband: “Step aside. She’ll choose who she wants.” Albino Lizard husband: “If mating will stabilize her lifespan, then I will do it.” Bird husband: “HEY! Don’t volunteer yourself first!” From then on, her lifespan would continue to increase, but at what cost? ==== Disclaimer: this is a REVERSE HAREM, meaning the female lead doesn’t need to choose. • • Follow my IG @Zenanicher Commission cover by Xavie_Dark (Ig)

In a Terra where men and women’s values—and power—are completely reversed, Chen Mo is a male Draco who only wants one thing: to erase his name and live quietly in obscurity. But the world will not let him. “I won’t let you run. You’re the key to continuing the Draco bloodline.” “You’re my brother. As a man, you can’t be this rude and coarse. I’ll discipline you personally.” “Little brother… are you truly my blood relative?” Like hell I am. I’m a fabricated nobody, conjured out of thin air—I don’t have anything to do with any of you.

My life was a mess. I mean, it had always been chaotic — that kind of comes with the package when you're Spider-Man — but now it was on another level. First I killed Norman Osborn, crossing a line I swore I would never cross. Then I was left without the girl I love and watched the city I try so hard to protect start looking at me like I was part of the problem. But it was okay, all of that served as a lesson and showed me what I really needed to focus on from now on. Being better. Doing better. Honoring what Uncle Ben always believed I could be. But apparently the universe decided that wasn't enough chaos. Because right after that I got pulled through some crazy portal into another reality and discovered that there are multiple versions of Spider-Man running around. Then I came back home and a few days later two ridiculously strong monsters were practically demolishing Harlem while trying to kill each other. Then Tony Stark — who until yesterday was just a billionaire genius with way too much free time — showed up flying in a suit of armor that looked like it came straight out of a science fiction movie. And, as if that wasn't enough, a bald guy with an eyepatch showed up basically calling me to go to New Mexico to help deal with… gods? Right. Right. Maybe saying my life was a mess was a bit of an understatement. My life was an absolute mess. *This fanfic is a direct continuation of the animated series The Spectacular Spider-Man (2008).* *** Disclaimer: This story and its characters belong to Sony Pictures and Marvel Comics (Disney). This is merely a fanfiction written by a fan, with no intention of infringement.

Vahn Ryker died watching Earth burn, harvested by the Galactic Market, only to wake up days before the "Convergence"…the moment the digital world of Aetheria merges with reality. Determined to change the future, he enters the tutorial and selects a "glitched" Hidden Class with 0 base stats: The [EXP Architect]. As the arrogant "Golden Lion" elites and corrupt instructors mock his "trash" status, a cold mechanical voice suddenly rings through his mind: [Ding! Hidden Class: EXP Architect Selected!] [You killed a Level 1 Green Slime.] [Ding! 10,000x EXP Multiplier has been triggered!] [You received 10,000 EXP!] Instantly, he gains enough EXP from a single trash mob to surpass the stats of a Level 10 Elite! ———————— [You practiced the basic skill [Flashpoint]] [10,000x EXP Infusion Activated! Congratulations on mutating it into the Epic-Tier [Temporal Step]!] While others grind for weeks to learn a basic movement skill, Vahn bends the laws of physics and stops time with a single thought! While geniuses celebrate clearing a dungeon in a 40-man raid, Vahn solo-clears the World Boss in seconds! [You used [Architect’s Domain] on an enemy spell.] [10,000x Conversion Activated!] Congratulations on converting the [Rank 3 Firestorm] into raw EXP! You have leveled up! Armed with a system that treats the universe like editable code, Vahn's path to the throne is paved in data and blood! Mocked for his 0 base stats? He converts EXP directly into agility, moving faster than the eye can see. Laughed at for his F-Rank class? He mutates a basic fireball into [Inferno Nova], a spell capable of melting cities. Challenged by the "Alpha" protagonist? He deletes their skills and rewrites their reality. But the Architect’s greatest power is [Evolution]. He doesn't just hoard items; he evolves them. From turning a rusted dagger into a [Soul-Bound Shadow Blade] to hatching a dying egg into Kora, the [Devouring Dragon Goddess]. Follow Vahn Ryker as he transforms from a "glitch" into a System Administrator! He will stabilize the Chronos Spire, gather a legion of powerful beauties like the Priestess Aria and the Shield Maiden Sia, and rewrite the laws of the galaxy!

Dive into a provocative collection of standalone oneshots that explore the tantalizing theme of forbidden desires. Each story delves into the secret longings and passions that simmer beneath the surface, featuring complicated relationships, unexpected encounters, and the allure of the forbidden. From passionate workplace romances to clandestine liaisons that defy societal norms, these tales invite readers to indulge in their wildest fantasies. With richly drawn characters and steamy encounters, each oneshot uncovers the thrilling consequences of desire—where passion knows no boundaries and every encounter leaves an unforgettable mark. Warning: This collection is intended for mature audiences and contains explicit content, exploring adult themes of lust and seduction. Reader discretion is advised.

Betrayed and murdered by the Roman Senate during the Assassination of Julius Caesar, the legendary conqueror Julius Caesar awakens in a new world—reborn in the body of the exiled prince Viserys Targaryen. In the world of Game of Thrones, Viserys is remembered as the pathetic Beggar King. But the mind behind those violet eyes now belongs to one of history’s greatest generals. Refusing to follow the path of humiliation that once led to his death, Caesar begins forging a new destiny in exile across Essos, building an army worthy of an emperor. While Robert Baratheon rules a fragile realm and the great houses of Westeros plot against one another, Caesar prepares his return. He will not beg for the throne. He will conquer it. And when the dragon banners rise again, the Seven Kingdoms will not be restored. They will become an empire. I don’t own anything from Game of Thrones or A Song of Ice and Fire. This is just a fanfiction written for fun.

Nymera Astrelle Vale. Royal Biologist. Scientist. Rebel. A woman who lived nine centuries longer than most humans could dream. She believed knowledge should belong to everyone. She believed power should not belong only to the rich. She believed humanity could evolve together. She was wrong. — A throne world. Uranus. An execution chamber built from polished chrome and glass. The Emperor watching from above. Joseph I the Bloody. Absolute Monarch of the American Empire. Her emperor. Her patient. Her judge. Her executioner. — Nine hundred ninety-nine years of life. Centuries of research. A lifetime spent unlocking the secrets of the Gifted Human project. Emitter types. Transformation types. Mutant types. Powers that could turn ordinary people Into kings. But only the wealthy were allowed to awaken. Only the elite. Only those born into the right bloodlines. — Nymera tried to change that. She tried to give the power to everyone. To the poor. To the workers. To the forgotten. To humanity itself. — The empire called it treason. The court called it rebellion. The Emperor called it class betrayal. — The blade fell. Her blood spilled across the sterile floor of Uranus. Executed. Erased. A traitor to the American Royal Family. — She died believing her fight had meant something. She died believing the future would remember her. She died believing justice mattered. — She was wrong again. — Then— A white room. A strange old man. A cosmic mistake. A god who dropped something into her universe and ruined her fate. — And suddenly— August May 5th, 1820. Britain. London. — She opened her eyes again. Not as the royal biologist of the 55th century. Not as Nymera Astrelle Vale the revolutionary. But as something else. Something wrong. Something the gods themselves did not intend. — Because somewhere in the heavens… A cosmic administrator was panicking. — “I didn’t mean to send her into that body.” — Britain does not know what has arrived. Kings do not know. Popes do not know. Empires do not know. — But history is about to change. Because Nymera Astrelle Vale has returned to life. And this time— There are no gifted humans. No futuristic empires. No advanced technology. No safety nets. — Only politics. Only survival. Only power. — And somewhere in Europe… A fate waits for her. A name history will curse. A destiny written in betrayal. — Mordred. — In her first life, she tried to save the world. In this one? She might destroy it. ------------------------------------------ Author Note: This is a spin-off of my other story (I Became Beyonce’s Half Sister) and is apart of the I.C.T.M.T universe. WARNING WARNING ⚠️⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ Content Warning: Throughout this story, there are scenes involving strong language, physical and emotional abuse, sexual situations, violence, and other mature or disturbing themes. Please read with discretion.

Fei Xing gradually corrupts various fairies and conquers their bodies and souls.

⁠☆Michael Dantes⁠☆ seems to have it all on the surface - tall, dark, rich, intelligent and handsome. He has always tried to lead life maturely. Acting much older than his years. He lacks humour, is a cold, choleric man on the surface and lives a life that has already been marked out for him by his ancestors on the Dantes estate. When a personal crisis hits, he starts to realize that this is may be no way to continue living... His mother forced him into a union with Allie from the Delante family, and when another opportunity appears, she tries to do the same again. Will Michael take this damned manipulation lying down again? Join us as el Señor Dantes takes us through what happens next.

mark was always an ordinary young man, with a quiet life, marked by his love for comics and anime. A fan of the Marvel universe and stories like Bleach, he never imagined that his destiny would take such a radical turn. One night, while resting in his room, a mysterious message appeared on his computer: “Are you ready to choose your power?” (T/N: There is now a Patreon for this work, and any new work I add will be there first patreon.com/mati6x I leave you with this suspense read it please I am not good at sypnosis. https://paypal.me/mato997 If you would like to make a contribution to support the novel, thank you very much.

Kaito was summoned as a hero... and discarded as trash. No magic. No blessings. Just intelligence and a mysterious deck of cards that summon legendary villainesses—women so dangerous the gods themselves sealed them away. Now, with three (soon four) villain queens at his side, Kaito will build a kingdom from the ashes of his humiliation. Not through strength, but through strategy. Not through destiny, but through choice. But every summoned queen has her own agenda. Every ally hides secrets. And the kingdom that abandoned him? They're coming with armies. [WARNING: R-18 | Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult scenes] → Anti-Hero MC (Strategic, Morally Gray, No Beta Behavior) → Four Villain Queens (Competitive Harem, Slow Burn) → Kingdom Building (Economic, Military, Political) → Tactical Warfare (Army Battles, No Plot Armor) → Ancient Technology + Magic Coexistence → Character Development (MC & Queens Evolve) → No NTR | No Dumb Decisions | No Forced Drama

[System] [Action] [Dark Fantasy] [Academy] [Necromancer] [Overpowered MC] [Revenge] [Army Building] [Urban] Everyone awakened a legend. He awakened Death. In a world where summon divine dragons, celestial phoenixes, and god-tier beasts… Alex Carter summoned a tiny hooded skeleton with a toy scythe. F-Rank. Worthless. Failure. Expelled from the Celestial Academy. Abandoned by friends. Laughed at by the entire kingdom. But rankings lie. Because his “useless” summon isn’t a skeleton. It’s a sealed fragment of the true Grim Reaper — an existence so terrifying that even the gods united to seal it. And when his hidden Evolution System activates, everything changes. While others train one companion… Alex can evolve Death itself. Each corpse becomes a soldier. Each battlefield becomes his domain. Each war makes him stronger. Divine beasts? They bleed. Chosen heroes? They rot. Sacred academies? They burn. But the more he unlocks the Reaper’s power, the more the world trembles. Ancient gods awaken. Forgotten calamities stir. And powerful women—warriors, priestesses, demon nobles—are drawn to the boy who commands the end of all things. They called him trash. Now he will become the apocalypse. Death doesn’t ask for permission. It collects.

I swore never to return to this territory…… not after him “Alpha king Rhage” my best friend’s father………. my biggest fear…….. and now my biggest problem. The night our paths crossed something snaps inside us. I shouldn’t want him………. He’s forbidden, older, his wolf “Hades” a ruthless beast. I’m human, I can’t have a mate but the way my body reacts says otherwise. The monster I feared my whole life is claiming me and worse? I want him to.

I reincarnated into the world of DanMachi with a cheat skill that gave me the legendary talent of "Silence" Alfia. I could have been the strongest adventurer! I could have saved the world! But have you seen a Goblin up close? They’re gross. And getting stabbed hurts. So, I did the logical thing: I retired at Level 1 and dedicated my life to "cultural enrichment." Specifically, drawing high-quality, uncensored R-18 doujinshi featuring Orario’s innocent rabbit, Bell Cranel, getting devoured by the city's beautiful women. Business was booming—until the models found the books. Now Eina is channeling a demon, the Sword Princess is confused but blushing, and Ryu Lion is chasing me with actual killing intent. Is It Really Wrong to Try to Sell Er*-Manga Book in Orario? ————— Note: This is an unofficial translation. All rights to the original work belong to its rightful owner. > Patreon.com/NegativeTranslations

shen huai , a miserable guy ignored by the people in earth, betrayed by his own lover somehow awakened the strongest system in existence and transmigrated to a advanced lower level planet and started his new journey....... why the Strongest system choose him ? why he was betrayed by his lover ? did huai always have to suffer like this or something interesting going to happen in his new life ? . . . The air in the hidden valley was thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and the cold, crisp edge of mountain dew. Above, the stars were scattered like crushed diamonds across a velvet sky, but for Shen Huai, the only light that mattered was the steady, grounding presence of the man beside him. They stood on the edge of a moonlit pavilion, the silence between them heavy with the things they rarely dared to say. "The path we walk is written in blood and ancient laws, Huai," Yan Wuhe said softly. His voice, usually as sharp as the edge of his blade, held a rare, jagged vulnerability. He didn't look up, his fingers tracing the hilt of his sword. "Eternity is a long time to spend looking over your shoulder." Shen Huai stepped closer, the silk of his white robes whispering against the stone floor. He reached out, his touch as light as a falling petal as he placed his hand over Yan Wuhe’s. The contrast was stark: the scholar’s pale, steady hand over the warrior’s calloused, battle-scarred knuckles. "Then do not look back," Shen Huai whispered, leaning in until their shoulders brushed. "The 'system' may govern the heavens, and the 'Dao' may dictate the flow of time, but it has no power over this moment. Look at me, Wuhe." Slowly, Yan Wuhe turned. The moonlight caught the sharp planes of his face, softening the eternal frown he wore as a shield. When his eyes met Shen Huai’s, the intensity was enough to steal the breath from the air. "I have lived for the blade for so long," Wuhe murmured, his hand finally turning to lace his fingers through Huai's. "I forgot that there was anything worth coming home to." "You are my home," Shen Huai replied, his voice a vow. He reached up, his thumb grazing the small crimson mark on his own forehead before settling on Wuhe's cheek. The distance between them vanished. It wasn't a kiss of desperation, but one of profound recognition—a slow, deep merging of two souls who had finally found their center in a chaotic universe. It tasted of salt, longing, and the quiet promise of a thousand lifetimes. In that small circle of warmth, the primordial forces of the world felt distant. For a few heartbeats, there were no sects, no wars, and no destiny. There was only the steady rhythm of two hearts beating as one, carved out of the silence of eternity... . . . until the day He learns the truth, learns the secret that his system holds... Caution: yaoi, possesive, golden retriever, loving, loving family, LGBTQ, antagonist story, strong from the beginning, transmigrated, war, killing, technology, alchemist, miracle doctor, mysterious past, lot of couples , No Harem, Fated mate, aggressive antagonist, hiding real power...