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Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits - and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks. In the beginning, Quinlan was painfully weak and alone but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him. Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies. ... Website: https://necrobin.com/ Discord: https://discord.gg/necrobin Check out my Patreon for thousands of pictures of the girls. Adults only :) Just search for necrobin patreon in google or simply necrobin in the patreon app. ... Read pinned review for more info what you can expect from this novel.

A story about a man that died with a lot of regrets. Follow him as gets a chance to rewrite his story and do right by those whom he fails in the past. Follow his journey as he embarks on the road to becoming The Greatest Of All Time, The Goat, The singularity. Of the beautiful game of Football Thank you for giving my novel a chance I’m quit new to this so I hope you enjoyable read in a world of my creation

Zirinos is a monster who, with the power of an entire galaxy on his back, lives without fear or concern, killing and raping, that is, until his father dies and his killer sends him to another world with the intention of seducing women and then killing them. Is Zirinos, in fact, as bad as you think? Will he be able to get his galaxy back? This, my readers, is a story of redemption. But can a rapist and killer really achieve it?

Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.

After being suddenly thrust into the brutal, unforgiving universe of Warhammer 40,000, the main character discovers he is far from ordinary. He can summon crackling lightning and roaring fire from thin air. His mind teems with impossible knowledge, blueprints of arcane technology and futuristic wonders no mortal should grasp. He can even twist reality itself, warping the very laws of physics to his will. At first, he believes these gifts must be the work of Tzeentch, a twisted blessing from the Changer of Ways... or something way scarier If you'd like to support me and read a bit ahead, feel free to check out my Patreon. (patreon.com/Hemont).

Zhang Fei was the second son of a wealthy family, and his family loved him except for one person. His big brother, Zhang He, was always jealous and envious of him. One day, Zhang He colluded with Zhang Fei's girlfriend, who was a greedy woman by nature. They drugged him and framed him, which got him kicked out of their family. Fortunately, Zhang Fei had a kind maternal grandmother, and she always believed him. Since then, he has lived with his grandmother and started a new life as an abandoned child. Two years after that incident, a little girl who fell from the sky changed Zhang Fei's life forever. She caused him to die for a few moments, but her guardian revived him, and she gave him two apology gifts that completely changed his life. From that day on, Zhang Fei lived a completely new life with his three different identities: human, demon, and fox beast. Tags : #R18?? #Dual_Cultivation #Romance #System #No_Netorare #Milf #Yuri (Threesome or more only) #Illicit #Harem #Multiple_Worlds #Multiple_Races

Paradise. A place I’d only heard whispered about in stories too bright, too perfect, too impossible to be real. Yet running for my life through the Forest Packs dragged me straight into the arms of the one place I never believed existed: Novaterra Pack. The paradise of shifters. The kingdom that rivaled human nations. The home of the Alpha King himself. And somehow… they accepted me. A runaway. A branded traitor. A boy with no pack number, no family, and a past wrapped in blood. I told myself I was here temporarily. Just until they figured out who I really was and tossed me to the wolves like I deserved. But then I saw him. The man with the red eyes. Kastiel Novaterra. The Alpha King who built paradise with his bare hands. The one man I should never look at, never want, never crave. His presence terrifies me. His gaze burns through my lies. And his scent makes my knees weak in ways I never believed were real. Falling in love is the last thing I should be doing in a place that isn’t meant to be my home. But the more I try to run from him… the more Paradise itself pulls me in. And Kastiel. Kastiel never lets go of what’s his.

After failing his university exam, Damon thought his life was over. But even he didn’t expect his ride home to be cut short when an apocalypse descended upon Earth. Insects, animals, and even the dead transformed into monsters, while those fortunate enough to awaken the ability to wield mana gained classes that allowed them to fight back. Damon, however, didn’t awaken a class. Instead, he encountered a system error, one that granted him a unique power: the ability to wield infinite classes. From Beast Tamer to Sword God, Damon awakens countless classes as he survives the apocalypse alongside a divine being he accidentally summons.

"She's stabilizing," the healer calls. "Who marked her?" "I did," both Dexmon and Fin answer. Serena Frostborne is dying between two Alphas. One is the Dragon Prince who has loved her across multiple lifetimes. The other is the youngest Alpha King in Skardos. A man who lost everything once and never expected a second chance. Rewind three months, when Dexmon Drakenfell's wolf says one word: MATE. He carries her home and won’t put her down. For strategic reasons, obviously. His wolf calls bullshit. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not. The bachelor prince who doesn't do feelings caught them all. But Serena has a BIG secret worth killing for. Gold blood. White wolf. An entire pack slaughtered because one father said no. The tyrant who did it hasn’t stopped looking. The bounty for her capture: 1B in gold. If her identity is revealed, every Alpha in Skardos would hand her over to avoid war. That's predictable. What they don't see coming are the knives from within. And this time when she falls, Dexmon is looking the wrong way. The hero who finds her is Fin Shadowclaw, King of North Skardos. His wolf says the impossible: MATE. He already buried his first mate. Alpha venom is the only thing standing between her and death. So he marks her to save her. Two Alphas. One feels like home. The other feels like the home she lost. Neither is willing to step aside. War is coming for her blood. Together they have a shot. Alone, their kingdoms burn and they lose her. Serena has come way too damn far to let history repeat. Born a princess. Sold as a slave. Crowned a queen. She says checkmate.

Additional tags: Heavy Ecchi, No yuri/yaoi, no NTR, Huge Breasts Fetish, Netori(MC stealing other men's wives), possessive MC, Large harem. Want access to uncensored character images and some exclusive nsfw art? join my discord! https://discord.gg/ZMhMj7Dawz Ethan was a legitimate pervert, but a discreet one who didn't like to show off too much. Unfortunately, the same was not true for his system, the Great Pervert's SSS Rank Summoning System. It didn't give a damn whether he wanted to be a discreet degenerate or not. As a Golden Lord, he had the responsibility of forging a nation and ruling over large armies and millions of subjects... Unfortunately, with this damn system, being a king known for his justice and power could hardly be part of Ethan's plans. Apparently, he would need to be the Emperor of Love and Huge Tits! What will you find in this novel? - Kingdom building - Massive boobs - There will be no Netorare, but there will be Netori (MC stealing wives). - Large military battles and transcendent, immortal warriors. What will you not find in this novel? - NTR(Netorare) - Brain dead mc - Dense mc - Yaoi/Yuri

Alternative Title: The Second Male Lead’s POV (in an Otome World) ────────────────────────── SYNOPSIS: Starting a forbidden relationship with the duke’s daughter was the most reckless thing Lucian had ever done in his life. Up until now, his only risks were hunting rare saplings from dangerous places. Now, he was breaking the nobles’ rules. And it backfired, horribly. Not once, not twice, not thrice but multiple times. He almost died once, lost a few friends, fled his homeland, and then almost died again, but here he was, not really learning. "So dumb," the devil voice in his head whispered in disdain, "How more idiotic can you get?" "As far as idiocy goes deep," Lucian answered, accepting the new path of his life, "And it goes deep. And wide." Goal: get wealthy and powerful enough to afford more idiocy Current arsenal: blood, sweat, tears, and pure wits Start point: gardener End point: unknown ────────────────────────── THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BEGIN AS YANDERE, BUT THEY WILL SLOWLY FALL DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE AS THE STORY PROGRESSES. REMEMBER, THEY ARE PEOPLE FIRST, STEREOTYPES SECOND. TAGS: #twistedMC #manipulativeMC #YANDERExYANDERE #NO-NTR #loyalMC #loyalFL #insaneFL #evilFL #forbidden-love #you-can't-f‎ix-her-FL #NO-SYSTEM #pirates #secret-organization-building #territorymanagement #obsessive-love #comedy #conspiracy #businessman #moneymaking #mystery #Adult #Mature #extra TRIGGER WARNINGS: ROMANCE, Lovers to Enemies to ???, toxic love, conscious grooming, unreliable narration, trauma, self-aware hypocrisy, narcissism, superior complex, emotional manipulation, abuse ────────────────────────── Join: https://discord.gg/T8QQhdwunG

The mad vampire has broken countless humans. He never expected one to break him back. Hiln never meant to catch a vampire lord's attention. Disguised as a servant, and working in the shadows of a castle filled with monsters, all she wanted was to survive long enough to save her dying father. It almost works, until she is discovered by none other than the one Lord no one dares to cross. But Hiln is more than she appears. And when he pushes her to the edge of despair, an ancient force in her veins chains the most feared vampire in the realm to her will. Now he is bound to her, and the craving he feels for her blood, her body, and the woman who should be his victim, is slowly driving him mad. In a world built on power and cruelty, two enemies are about to discover that the line between hatred and desire is thin. She was supposed to be his prey. Instead, she became his obsession. More tags include: #grovellingML #obsessedML #yearningML #agegap #powercouple #fantasy #psychological #horror #adventure #magic #smut #darkromance

I died on the battlefield with a bullet in my lungs, only to wake up strapped to a freezing metal table with a fanatic priest aiming a rusted scalpel squarely at my manhood. Apparently, I had transmigrated into the world of "Hunter Odyssey", a trashy modern fantasy novel I read during my last military deployment. Worse? I was not the protagonist. I was Draven Mordis, a disposable orphan extra captured by a dark cult, destined to be castrated and turned into a brainwashed, lobotomized pawn in the prologue. Meanwhile, the actual "Hero" of this world, Neville Hennesy, is a naive, self-righteous idiot. I am a Commander. I do not play games. War is about efficiency, survival, and eliminating threats permanently. Just as the cultist's blade descends to claim my future, a translucent blue screen shatters the darkness. [Host survival rate at 0%.] [Emergency Sign-in Protocol Initiated...] [Reward: S-Rank Talent: Vector Manipulation.] Discord: https://discord.gg/dEWsPqDRFh Author's Notes & Release Schedule: Premium Lock: The novel will remain completely FREE until we hit the 30,000-word mark (around Chapter 30 to 40). After that, the chapters will be locked for Premium, so enjoy the massive free read and add it to your library! Mass Release Bribes & Goals: If you want to see Draven ruthlessly dismantle his enemies faster, fuel the System with your support! Power Stones (Weekly Goals): 200 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapter 500 Power Stones = 2 Bonus Chapters 1000 Power Stones = 4 Bonus Chapters Golden Tickets (Monthly Goals): Top 200 in Golden Tickets = 3 Chapter Mass Release Top 100 in Golden Tickets = 5 Chapter Mass Release Gifts (Instant Rewards): 1 Magic Castle = 2 Bonus Chapters 1 Spacecraft = 5 Chapter Mass Release Drop your Power Stones, leave a review, and let us show the naive heroes how it is really done.

Her grandparents, the legendary Hedy Lamarr and Laurence Olivier. She has the skills of both legendary grandparents. She is also a genius and virtuoso.

Vile Creature begins as your typical Iseaki story The gods made a mistake and Dante paid the price. After living a miserable life, he dies and is reincarnated into a fantasy world with abilities so powerful they border on the impossible. Most people would use such power to become heroes. Dante has no interest in that. He wants comfort. He wants freedom. He wants loyal followers. He wants enough strength that nobody can ever control, threaten, or take from him again. Above all , Dante wants sex , good sex. ..Hehe In a world filled with ancient races, mythical monsters, powerful empires, and beings capable of destroying nations, Dante begins gathering subordinates and turning them into forces of nature. As his influence spreads across continents, enemies rise, wars begin, and countless schemes unfold in the shadows. Unfortunately for the world... Dante enjoys playing the game. What follows is the journey of a shameless, sarcastic, and terrifying individual whose greatest talent may not be his strength—but the fact that he is willing to do what others won't.

Our protagonist suddenly finds himself becoming a Jumper without explanation. Making do with this generous opportunity he will aim to fulfill his own desires of freedom, power and happiness all the while leaving the worlds he lives in either better or worse off. *Just your generic SI wish fullfilment fanfic* __ My first official story. I am simply a hobby writer doing this for fun. Feedback would be appreciated to improve my amateurish writing. And most importantly, have fun reading!

SMUT DONT READ IF BELOW 18 “I hate you, you monster,” I gasped, the words tearing out of me even as my hips bucked up against him. Adrian’s mouth hovered a breath away from mine, his gray eyes dark with hunger. He was on top of me on the bed, the hard length of him grinding slow and filthy between my thighs, dry-humping me through the thin scrap of lace that was all I had left on. His eyes raked down my chest, lingering on the black lace bra that barely contained me, the way my nipples pushed against the fabric with every desperate breath. “Really?” he scoffed. “You hate me so much you’re soaking through your panties when I haven't even brought out the real thing?" I wanted to slap him. I wanted to pull him closer. My fingers twisted tighter in his shirt, knuckles white. “Shut up—” He rocked harder, the friction so perfect it ripped a broken moan from my throat. “That’s what I thought.” His hand slid up, thumb brushing the underside of my breast, teasing the edge of the bra. “You can say you hate me all you want, Alexandra. We both know it's a lie." I hated that he was right. ~ He made her teenage years a living hell. Now he wants to make her his wife. Alexandra Calloway didn’t expect her miracle job interview to end in a slap across her former stepbrother’s face. She definitely didn’t expect Adrian Reyes, ink-haired, gray-eyed, and disgustingly successful, to propose marriage before dessert. He was her first heartbreak before she even knew what heartbreak was. The boy who made her feel invisible, unwanted, and small. The boy she spent ten years trying to forget. Now he's her husband. The contract was simple. One year. Fifteen million dollars. No feelings. A business arrangement between two people who are supposed to hate each other. Supposed to being the most dangerous phrase in the English language. Because the way he looks at her isn't hatred. The way his hands find her waist in a crowded room isn't business. And the secrets buried beneath his cold gray eyes aren't simple at all…..

Sometimes, saving the world means tearing it apart first. Evan was just an ordinary boy—until fate decided otherwise. Twice he died, twice the world fell. Now, on his third return to the past, he wakes with memories heavy like chains, burdened by mistakes he never saw coming. But this time is different. His home, the Blue Planet, is on the verge of a mana invasion that could shatter everything. In the distant world of Ceruleth, darkness is rising—kingdoms falling, ancient legacies stirring, and prophecies whispering his name. Sent there by forces he barely understands, Evan holds no grand title, no clear destiny. Only a second chance… and a third life. Allies are scarce. Enemies wear friendly faces. And at the heart of it all stand the Ten Thrones—enigmatic powers offering guidance, strength, and salvation. But questions linger: Can they truly be trusted? Is Evan their chosen warrior… or just another pawn on the board? As secrets unravel and the fate of two worlds entwines, Evan must walk a path lined with shadows, sacrifice, and uncertain truths. Because in this life… There won’t be a fourth return.

"The best way to predict the future is to build the machine that creates it." ​The Indian subcontinent is a pressure cooker of Cold War paranoia and aging colonial remnants. While the world watches the borders for the flash of muzzle flares, Karan is looking at a different map—one made of supply chains, energy reserves, and industrial bottlenecks. ​Armed with a "System" that calculates the weight of history in real-time, Karan begins a silent, surgical strike against the status quo. His mission isn't just to win a war; it's to ensure India never has to depend on a foreign power to fight one again.

Excerpt... Henry’s hand shot out, closing around her arm, firmly enough that her breath caught. “Stay…” He stood beside her, close enough that she could feel him without touching him. “I…” Livia’s voice broke before it found strength. “I didn’t flee.” She still would not fully look at him. Her eyes remained on Bella. “This is not my fault,” she whispered. “No,” Henry said at once. “It isn’t.” He looked away, then back at her. “Do you love him, Livia?” “Please,” she cried. “Stop calling me that.” “Do you love him?” he asked. “Yes,” she said. “So soon after me?” he asked. “I thought we…” He stopped. “I assumed you…” “That I what?” Livia asked, her voice trembling. “That I loved you? Henry…” she began then she caught herself. “Your Highness. I did seek solace in your arms... Yes. I will not lie about that. I wanted you. I trusted you. In a sea of sharks and wolves, you were the safest thing I could find.” Her eyes filled again. “You made me feel as though I could breathe. Turns out, you are no better.” “Why?” Henry asked quietly. “Because I am the king?” “Because you lied to me. You let me trust a man who did not exist.” “I existed.” “Henry the merchant existed because you created him.” “For good reasons, I had to keep my identity hidden,” Henry said. “The king moving around London without security,” he continued, “what do you think would happen?” “You speak as though I was asking you to announce yourself in the middle of Cheapside with trumpets and a crown. It doesn’t matter anymore,” Livia said, looking away from him. “I am getting married.” “Yes,” Henry said, the word leaving him like a blade drawn from flesh. “To my best friend. Did you tell him?” Henry asked. Livia’s brows drew together. “Tell him what?” “That I fucked you. Did you tell him I was your first? Did you tell him you once trusted me? That you once promised yourself to me because you thought I was the safest thing in your miserable world?” “That is not fair.” “Then tell me is it fair that Richard gets to call you his intended while I stand here pretending I do not know the sound of your moan? Is it fair that he holds your hand while I cannot even say your name without ruining you?” “Please stop.” “Did you tell him,” Henry pressed, unable to stop himself now, “that you were mine before you were ever his?” “How could I?” she asked, the words breaking. “I did not even know who you were.” “Then let me ask you this,” he said, leaning down just a little, his lips a hair’s breath from hers. “Has he fucked you? Has he touched what is mine?” ..... Sold into slavery and trapped in the brutal underworld of London, Livia Valenti is placed on the auction block. She makes a desperate choice and places her fate in the hands of the mysterious man who once caught her stealing. She does not know he is the King of England. Then comes Richard, Duke of Kingsmere willing to offer Livia the one thing Henry cannot easily give her— a future outside the shadows. Caught between the king who awakened her heart and the duke who may be her safest escape, Livia is pulled into a dangerous court. Livia becomes Diana Bellamy, the woman another man intends to wed, King Henry must decide how far a king can go before love becomes scandal, obsession, and war. From the author who brought you: 1. Undressed by the mafia God 2. Undressed by his arrogance 3. The Vampire's Luna