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Charles Kosonen walked into a hidden bar one night expecting nothing but a good drink. He had only visited on one of his random whims, something to spice up his endlessly boring days as a man born with everything, yet utterly dissatisfied with everything. He quickly found a seat at the bar. Then he noticed a beautiful girl lingering by the stage, chatting with the band like she was their singer. Beautiful, she was, with those brilliant blue eyes, deep as sapphire, and her long black hair flowing carelessly down her back. But in the world he lived in, beauty was always in abundance, and for a pair of eyes so used to gems, even a shining jewel could start to lose its luster. The corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smirk. He'd come for the drinks, as one of his business partners had praised when recommending this place. The singing was merely an extra. Or so he thought. The moment the liquid in his crystal-clear glass touched his lips was when the girl took the stage. The moment the cold sip slid down his throat was when her lips parted. And then she sang. The glass froze in his hand. If an angel could sing, why would she choose to descend into this hidden bar, of all places? The song wasn't a particularly popular one. The band behind her was just C-class amateur. And yet, with her voice alone, she took the song, polished it into a gemstone, and made it hers. He looked around the room. It wasn't just him, but every single man present there that night had their eyes glued to her, their face a mesmerized expression. A decision was made. He would have her under his wing, no matter what it cost. [Tags] #reverseharem, #weaktostrong, #dark, #comedy, #smut, #sliceoflife, #showbiz, #superstar, #romance, #r18, #unseriousFL [Warnings: 18+ Only] - Reverse Harem - Explicit Smut - Multiple Mature Themes

Klein found himself transmigrated into a video game he was playing. Struggling to get adapted to the new reality he is surrounded by, he discovered that... The protagonist of the game is already dead. And now the world is going towards the 'bad ending,' and everyone is going to die. To save himself and the world, he must push this world back to the 'good ending.' But can he really do it when he is not even the protagonist? ----------------------------- Chapter schedule- More than 7 chapters per week Only first chapter is in first person POV

Rejected by her college crush. Duyen decided to leave the past behind and live a boring and peaceful life to heal the past trauma. But then she met a mysterious beautiful girl, and from then on her life was no longer the same. Will it be a series of troubles accompanied by unexplainable mysterious phenomena? Or will it be happiness at the end of the road? Genre: GL, mythology, Forbidden love, comedy, romance, DRAMA, dark REVENGE, romcom, YANDERE, harem (R18) (*﹏*;)My fic is for free readers. You don't need to unlock the chapters and I can't accept gifts from you. Any contributions and donations please send via my Paypal below (✭)You can donate to me : https://www.paypal.me/dalihouhou - I sincerely thank you for your goodwill and support.

I was bred to obey. My husband burned me alive for crimes I never committed. The cousin I raised like a sister stood at his side with satisfaction in her eyes while my child died inside me. The court I trusted watched in silence. I woke up months before my execution with fire in my blood and the memory of everyone who abandoned me. They stole my inheritance. They took my name. They planned to discard me the moment I stopped being useful. The people who should have protected me were the first to light the match. Now I know what they are. Now I know what I am. An ancient power woke when I burned. A destiny my enemies thought they destroyed with my bloodline. I am the last of my house, and I will not kneel again. Caelan Vorenthal is my husband's greatest rival. He saw the truth when no one else would. He is dangerous and he should be my enemy. But he stepped forward when the whole court stayed silent, and that made him something far more complicated. I will play the devoted wife until I can drag my husband before the Empress and demand the divorce he never saw coming. I will take back everything they stole and make them watch as I rise from the ashes they made of me. I was bred to obey. I was reborn to reign. ________________________________________ Regression. Revenge. Enemies to lovers. She remembers the flames. She remembers who lit them. She remembers the child she lost and the family that betrayed her. Now destiny has given her a second chance, and mercy is no longer in her vocabulary.

Being in fashion industry for seven years, Nikita Marcelo finally won a contract with one of the most prestigious companies in the country. Nikita, who was drunk at a party her friend Amanda arranged for her, had a nightstand encounter with a stranger. After signing the contract with the company without knowing their CEO was the very man she had a nightstand encounter with, two weeks later she found out she was pregnant. "Amanda, I'm pregnant," she said when Amanda, her closest friend, came to visit her. "You're lying, ain't you?" Amanda asked looking perplexed. " The look on Nikita's face meant she was damn serious. "But how?" She asked a bit confused. "It was at the party two weeks ago. I had a nightstand." "It's all your fault. I told you not to arrange any party, but you didn't listen to me." She whined. "Hey, chill girl, I only sent you there to have fun, not to jump into bed with a stranger," Amanda defended. "So what are you gonna do?" she asked. "I don't know," Nikita replied, rubbing her temple. Two weeks later, she had a call from an unknown number. A shiver ran down her spine right after she heard what the caller said: "Nikita Marcelo, I've finally found you and my baby." the person said and the phone slipped out of her grip and shattered. "Who was that? And what did he mean by what he said?" she soliloquized.

Lyra Ashford, a young doctor, believed her life with her fiancé, Lucas Arden, was just beginning. But everything changed when Lucas suddenly left to go abroad, postponing their wedding without even asking her. He simply assumed she would wait for him to return. But Lyra, to protect her family, she agreed to marry Rowan Pierce instead—a man she never imagined she could love. At the altar, Rowan made it clear he would not accept a marriage of convenience. He wanted Lyra to choose him freely, not out of obligation.

"New rule," he growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy. "From now on, you call me Daddy no matter what. You understand me?" I nod as much as his grip around my neck will allow, my pulse hammering against his palm. "Yes, Daddy." I obey. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Valentino, Raffaele, and Angelo, are the princes of Le Vipere Nere—the most feared Mafia family in Italy. I was just a stripper when Valentino first laid eyes on me. To him, I was supposed to be a fleeting distraction meant for nothing more than a night of passion and sin. But we became so much more. At first I was tangled only in his sheets until his brothers wanted a taste of me. Once they decided I was theirs, there was no escaping. Now I’m trapped between three Mafia heirs who don’t know how to share. They claim me. Worship me. And fuck me until I forget my own name. They make me crave the pain as much as the pleasure. They make me theirs—body, mind, and soul. But the truth is I’m living a lie, and when they discover my secret, this game of lust and obsession might end in blood. Welcome to a story of sin, power, and forbidden desire—where love and hate are separated by nothing more than a single heartbeat.

Any MILF can be claimed as long as he writes their name in the book. That is the rule Renji abides by ever since stumbling upon the Milf Note; a mysterious notebook with magical powers that makes any woman—aged over thirty—burn with uncontrollable desire for him as long as he writes their name on its pages. From his seductive neighbors to his bossy professors, every name Renji writes unleashes a new, pulse-pounding conquest. Every MILF he claims unlocks parts of him he never imagined. But as he claims more MILFs, the big question is asked. Can he claim the demon MILF who created the notebook in the first place?

Seo-jun was your average college student until a fatal vehicle accident took away his life. He found himself waking up in the body of Adrien Mallorne, the youngest son of a Count. Armed with his modern-day knowledge, he navigates through the new world he finds himself in. But why is the second prince following him around and blatantly flirting with him? _______ A long arm that looked muscular, even with it being fully clothed, reached out above him. "Is this the one you want?" A familiar voice asked, sending shivers down Adrien's spine. It's the guy from the bookstore! Adrien nodded his head to answer the guy's question, forgetting that he probably wasn't in the best of position to be seen. "Ye-yeah." Long, thick fingers wrapped around the spine of the book, swiftly pulling it down from the top shelf. "Understanding Economics?" The guy read the title out loud. "Mr. James' class?" "Yes." The guy, who was standing close to Adrien, basically caging him in between his chest and the bookcase, handed him the book. The guy then reached up one more time and grabbed a green-colored book. "I suggest reading this one if you haven't taken the assessment yet." Adrien took the book from him. "Thank you." A deep voice rumbled from behind him as the guy laughed. He then took a step back, releasing Adrien from his confinement. "Try that again, but to my face this time."

Adyr, once a notorious serial killer, met a brutal end and welcomed death as the final judgment for his sins. But he awoke in a parallel Earth, where the rich alter their genes and superhumans are the norm. Believing some unknown force had given him a second chance, Adyr buried the monster within and chose a quiet, normal life. For eighteen years, he lived in poverty with his family, suppressing his urges and forcing himself to be human. Until the day he entered a new VRMMORPG. A game that doesn’t just alter virtual stats but mutates real genes and pushes players toward evolution. While every player chose from four known Paths, Adyr was given a fifth. One that no one had seen before. And with each evolution, the bloodlust he had buried returned, turning him back into the villain he once was. The kind that made even gods afraid to speak his name. *** Follow me on Instagram for character illustrations. Instagram: goldenlineagenovel ***

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

In the blood-soaked Kingdom of Morvath, Ciro is not just a fool in a cap—he is a monster painted in motley. Known as the man death refuses to touch, he slaughters the Tyrant King's enemies with a smile, his laughter echoing over piles of corpses. He fears nothing. He feels nothing. Until he meets Her. Princess Elara is the only light in his abyss. Their love is a secret bloom in a garden of rot, hidden within the cold palace walls. But when King Valerius discovers their affection, he does not offer Ciro the mercy of execution. Instead, the King devises a punishment far worse than death. He forces the Jester to attend the royal wedding. Standing guard at the altar, Ciro must watch the only woman he ever loved say "I do" to a foreign prince. No chains hold him back—only the threat against her life. As the vows are spoken, the monster inside him doesn't rage. It simply dies. Now, the Jester still walks, still kills, and still smiles. But everyone who looks into his hollow, dead eyes knows the terrifying truth: "Some deaths happen without a grave." [WARNING] This novel is a Dark Fantasy containing elements of Extreme Gore, Psychological Tragedy, and Anti-Hero themes. The story explores the complete destruction of a man's soul. There are no fairytales here. Read at your own risk.

“…Asher…” His breathing was uneven, a clear tremor in his voice. A thought surfaced too suddenly, and he barely managed to stop himself before it slipped out “You only want my body, don’t you?” Asher paused for a moment, his gaze calm and unflinching. “Yes.” His throat tightened. “Then why do you..." He stopped halfway through the sentence, only then realizing this wasn’t a question meant for Asher. It was for himself When you know perfectly well he doesn’t feel anything for you. When you’re fully aware this closeness is nothing but desire. Then why.. Why do you still want to like him?

The future was doomed, the present was gloom, the past was regretful. At this point, the only reason I was still alive was because my heart and brain functioned and then one night after a great fap, I woke up to a totally different reality, one where I was in the past. [System installation complete] [Welcome host to the Perverted Sugar Daddy System] [You’ve been taken back in time] I used to be perverted 50 year old man infatuated with younger women in short tight skirts, but now I was in the past with a system. A system that would help me fulfil my perverted desires. I hadn't planned for this, but I sure as hell was ready to milk it. Women, money, fame, from where I stood, all these are at my finger tips. Not only is everyone's mother wife and sister in danger, but so are their companies and territories. it's just a matter of whether I want to own google or be a simple shareholder in Tesla, infact, why not have both. There is the option of being a CEO but I don't want that to interfere with my leisure. My plan is sound and simple but unfortunately you can't eat your cake and have. If I want to be at the top of the world, then I have to be ready to face problems of those at the top, for example. "What do u mean witches are real" TAGS: Mind control, Gangs, manipulation, corruption, oyakodon. PS: All characters in this book are above 18

https://discord.gg/rz8nuJZpAW WARNING - Mature Content (18+) Lin Feng had reached the peak of the cultivation realm, but even that realm didn't guarantee him true Immortality. Only few cultivators can achieve Immortality due to restriction by heavens, those who are capable can become true Immortals, unbound by lifespan. But not all paths were closed for him, he decided to walk the path again and this time he has a way to obtain one of the top physique’s , Pure Yang Physique. He decided to walk the path of Dual Cultivation to attain Dao of Chaos, the strongest Dao in the whole universe. ___________________________ IMPORTANT POINTS :- No NTR , No Yuri, but there is MASTER-DISCIPLE relationship.... It's Dual Cultivation Novel so expect smut , but it is not the main theme, it will be just part of it. Also, not everyone will be part of harem, unless it develops into genuine love. About 10 harem members.. ___________________________

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

The mad scientist Dr. Ujiko, aka Kyudai Garaki, has outdone himself and created clones of All For One. Where will this story lead? Expect a long and systematic development of personal qualities in history.

Ava believes love is something that happens to other people until Alex, the boy she has secretly loved for years, starts looking back. Between friendship, longing, and quiet hope, Ava’s world slowly changes as feelings she tried to hide refuse to stay buried. A story about silent crushes, confidence, and the courage to believe you are enough.

As a transmigrator, Neville's mission was simple: Become the Villain’s Favorite. Whatever that means. His cheat? He’s a powerful mermaid. Whatever that means. With his System's help, Neville got a new identity and cleverly infiltrated the villain's life as his new secretary. For the full 2 years, nothing much happened. Just embarrassingly stuck at 20%! He got caught in a fisherman's net. Sold at an auction. Became the mermaid of his target—the cold, cunning Villain CEO. Now, he leads a double life: the perfect secretary by day, while secretly maintaining his 'other self' in the CEO's villa by night, praying his fishy secret isn't discovered. Then, the measly 20% jumped to 75% in one go! Why?! … Rival CEO: Your secretary looked fragile. What can he even do? Villain CEO: He’s cute like that. Random Suitor: Yeah, he’s really cute. I wonder if I got the chance. Villain CEO: If you don’t want your head, then go ahead. [READER Warning:] The MC is the bottom. Don't criticize me if you don't like it. I have a sensitive heart. Although I dare not refute it, I will shed tears. Suggestions are open to big-hearted people. Hope you have fun reading this. Disclaimer: The cover is not mine.

Warning : 18+ reader only. ( This story contains explicit sexual content, taboo relationships, and sensual themes. ) Summary : Nakagawa Haruki thought marriage would bring him happiness. He’d been in love with Satomi since high school, and after years of struggling together, they finally built a stable life. But stability came at a cost. Satomi was always busy. Work became her priority, and Haruki... was left behind. The warmth between them faded, and intimacy became a distant memory. Nights felt colder, the bed emptier, even when she lay right beside him. Loneliness gnawed at him. Then everything shifted when Satomi decided they should move to her parents’ home. That’s when he truly saw her mother for the first time. Kyouko. Beautiful. Elegant. Younger-looking than her own daughter. And for the first time in years, Haruki felt something stir inside him, something dangerous, something forbidden. Living under the same roof, two lonely souls collide. As Haruki wrestles with his emotions, one question haunts him: What happens when the one who understands you most... is the one you should never desire? ( Note to all fans who already finish reading this story : I made "slight" adjustment from chapter 1 to chapter 300 slowly. Feel free to reread it again if you like. )