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“One day I will kill you.” “Then I’ll die a happy man,” he says softly against her ear. She came to kill the mafia king. He made her his queen. Raven Caruso, the Caruso family's most feared assassin, was sent on a mission that should have been impossible: assassinate Vincent De Luca, the king of the underworld. But Vincent was waiting for her. Now bound by a dangerous marriage that shocks the Obsidian Council, Raven must navigate a world of power, blood, and betrayal while living beside the man she once tried to kill. The only problem? Vincent De Luca might be far more dangerous than she ever imagined. And he seems far too interested in his deadly new wife. Note: Contains R18+ and themes not appropriate for young audiences. Reader's discretion is advised.

I'm just your ordinary girl, except for the fact that I can see spirits. I have known my whole life, and I've been hidding my secret all along. What I didn't know was that apparently I could also break powerful old seals and bring spirits back to life. Interesting, right? Wrong. I have messed up big time and brought back one of the worst demons ever and as if that wasn't enough now all the other demons are beginning to awake and I'm still the pariah that must hide her secret. How could my life get any better? Wait for it...... It gets worse.

An ordinary guy, first love, a happy family — Ray Evans had everything one could dream of. He created the "Crimson Devils" to protect those he held dear. But the world is cruel to those who try to hold onto happiness for too long. 237 chapters. 56 of them — about how paradise is built. And 181 — about how it burns. "Tragedy and the Birth of the Devil" is not just a revenge story. It's about the price a person pays when they refuse to give up, even when giving up is the only reasonable option. Welcome to a world where love is poison, family is a cult, and death is far from the worst ending. My name is Dea Evans. This is the story of the person who meant everything to me—my brother, Ray. It all began long before I was born, when he met a girl named Lily. Ray wasn't your typical hero: overweight, sick, with a black eye and a broken destiny. Lily wasn't looking for a prince either—she was just trying to survive after her parents' death and save her family. But together, they found what they were searching for: love, support, and hope. However, the world is cruel. Especially to those who dare to be happy. This story is about how something new rises from the ashes of tragedy. About how wounded souls find each other. And about how family isn't always those who share your blood. Sometimes, it's those who are willing to die for you.

Truck-kun strikes again, and Drecarios wakes up as Emma Frost’s brother!? Oh, and there’s a chatroom of fictional characters to deal with as well... He can handle it... probably.

Aiden was reborn into a cultivation realm, carrying the abilities of his former in-game avatar, a necromancer. All he ever wanted was to adapt, keep his head down, and survive in this ruthless, law-of-the-jungle world. But destiny had other intentions. A chain of misfortunes forced his hand, setting him on a path he never intended to walk, one that drove him to rise above all others, dominate the world with his undead army, and ascend as a supreme existence in the cosmos.

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

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

[Warning: R18+ contents are to be expected!] Roman Rings was just another guy trying to give himself a fighting chance. Entering the Badlands, the merciless realm where monsters rule and legends are born, was every youngster’s dream. But only a small fraction were ever chosen. Roman happened not to seem like he was one of them. Strength? Low. Physique? Mediocre. Academy Grades? Average. Financial Status? Broke ass. A nobody among nobodies. At a point, Roman had already given up on ever standing among the chosen. Until the impossible happened. [Infinite Dominion System Activated!] [Congratulations. You have awakened the X Rank Talent: Soulmancy.] [Every living organism you slay shall belong to you.] [You have obtained the Title: Monarch of the Fallen.] [All slain beings have a 10000% chance of becoming your eternal servants.] [Additional Function Unlocked: You have received a Legendary Blessing. Therefore, you may perform every Profession in existence with 100% mastery.] In a single moment, the most overlooked man became something the world had never seen before. An anomaly. And just when Roman thought his life couldn’t get any crazier… His long-awaited invitation arrived. Welcome to the Badlands. . For every 300+ Power Stones in a week, there will be a mass release! For every 100 Golden Tickets in a month, there will be a massive mass release! Your supports are appreciated. Your supports are legendary!

[Congratulations, Host! You have defeated the 777th Hero Party!] [Eternal Quest has been completed!] [Final scenario is unfolding!] “Even… if I can’t kill you… I will rid this world of your existence!“ Maximus, the hero teetering at the edge of death, yelled. In contrast, the Demon Lord just waved his hands dismissively. He had been bored out of his mind either way. Even if the hero succeeded, he would do his enemy the greatest favor. As a bright flash enveloped the Demon King, he just closed his eyes and smiled. “Time to go home.” Aiden was already planning what he would do once he got home. Getting a new console was a must, and premium snacks. Oh, and he would get his parents a condo. However, as the flash faded away, the sight that greeted him wasn’t of the Earth he remembered. The place was ruined! Monsters lurked everywhere. Buildings were crumbled and turned to dust. All buildings but one. The very same one he was standing on. “What the hell is going on here?“ [Congratulations, Host! As a reward for your excellent performance, you have inherited the Apocalypse Landlord system!] “Eh? I went from a demon lord to a property manager!?“ discord server for character arts and more: https://discord.gg/vJdu2DqnwR

I died once reaching for a woman whose face I can no longer remember. Reborn into the Vorn Dynasty—a brutal family that rules over thirteen worlds—I was supposed to be a genius. Instead, I was declared broken. My soul is fractured, my memories are gone, and my own siblings view me as nothing more than a lamb for the slaughter. But the cracks in my soul aren't empty. They're filled with something ancient. [SYSTEM INITIALIZATION...] [SOUL INTEGRITY: 47%] [THE DARKNESS CALLS] With the power to crush my enemies with gravity and fry their nerves with lightning, I will carve a path through the blood of my rivals. I will unearth the mystery of my past death, reclaim the woman haunting my dreams, and tear down the empires that dare to stand in my way. But power isn't the only thing I crave. In a universe where betrayal is the only constant, I find solace in the arms of those brave enough to love a monster. From the icy assassin sent to kill me, to the time-bending beauty who has watched me die seventeen times before—I will collect their hearts, their bodies, and their absolute devotion. This isn't a story about a hero. This is a story about a monster who chose to be one—and the people who love him anyway. The question isn't whether he'll find her. The question is what's left of him when he does. He doesn't save people. He claims them. And somehow, that's worse. This novel contains explicit sexual content, a demanding harem, dark themes, and a cunning protagonist who plays the villain as easily as he plays the lover. You have been warned. From now on, I will publish extra chapters if my lovely readers meet the below conditions: 100 PS= 1 extra chapter 200 PS= 2 extra chapters 50 GT= 1 extra chapter 100 GT= 2 extra chapters You can also join my server using the link below: https://discord.gg/dnYdzvD Join us on this exciting legendary journey of Kael Cassian Vorn or maybe ...............

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] [Detailed Smut] [Strictly for Adults Only] Soundtrack available on YT, IG, & FB SONG TITLE: Cursed - Shiroi Nami (Dear 6th Husband, I Am Cursed. Will You Die Too?) Sora Han is an unapologetic widow in her mid-thirties, with a name spoken in tales. She had learned to live beneath glares, behind whispers, and far from open doors. After her fifth husband died in a fire that devoured their building and ruined multiple tenants’ lives, she became the neighborhood’s favorite rumor: A black witch. A modern siren. A walking curse in human form. The cursed auntie next door… Men who linger too long by her side fall ill, lose their fortunes, or simply… die. Parents warn their kids to stay away. Customers won’t step into her café. Drowning in penalties, compensations, and renovation debts, Sora keeps her failing business alive by day and secretly does tarot and birth chart readings by night. Because when the world already thinks you’re cursed and wicked, why not prove them right? To make them all die of a heart attack! Fate is cruel like that. It laughs while it bleeds you dry. But the universe is not finished with her yet. When her path tangles once more with a man far too young to look at her the way he does, the cracks in her curse begin to show. Their meeting is no accident. It was a trap, and she fell for it. Yeongjae Young, a dangerously charming investor ten years younger than her, enters her life in the most unimaginable, funny way. He carries a past she cannot remember, a love he never buried deep enough, and a mission he cannot refuse, which could destroy them both. Torn between the woman he loves and the family that raised him to hunt truth and vengeance for his uncle's killer, Yeongjae knows one thing for sure: Sora is not just part of the mystery: She is the key. As fake dates turn real, walls fall, and lines blur. Anger turns into desire, and heat into hunger. Enemies inch closer to lovers, long-buried secrets begin to surface... the curse, the deaths, and the fire that started it all. When the truth finally comes out, Yeongjae must choose: protect the woman he loves… or betray her to fulfill his mission. And Sora must decide: trust the man who awakened the soul she locked away, or prove that love is the deadliest curse of all. ********* I might have teased him too far. Because now Yeongjae was above me, hovering, caging me in with his arms, looking at me like I was something he intended to devour completely. “Did you have fun playing with me?” he asked, the corner of his mouth lifting in a dangerous smirk. “I—I wasn’t playing with—” “Shut up.” Before I could react, his hand was on my jaw, holding me still as his mouth crashed into mine. His tongue swept inside, deep and claiming, stealing every ounce of control I thought I still had. “Mmm—” I tried to protest, but the sound dissolved into a helpless moan when his body pressed closer. I was already lost. Before I could even adjust, he added another, curling them just the right angle while his thumb began rubbing tight circles. “Oh my God… Yeongjae…” My back arched off the mattress, pleasure exploding through me so fast it made my head spin. “Who’s the virgin now?” he murmured, watching me with dark, focused eyes. “You might be the first, but I’m not innocent, Sora. I’m not clueless...” “Let’s do this every day… every night,” he murmured against my skin. “What?!” I laughed breathlessly, shocked by his boldness. “That’s too much.” “Okay…” he said without missing a beat, lifting his head with a crooked grin. “Just every night then.” I laughed again. “I haven’t even said I want to keep doing this with you after tonight.” The moment the words left my mouth, I knew I’d made a mistake. “Then I guess I have work to do,” he said quietly. “I’ll just have to convince you.” Before I could react, he shifted down the bed, his hands sliding along my thighs as he spread my legs apart. “Yeongjae, wait, I haven’t—fu…”

Nicole Johnson. History teacher. Sharp. Disciplined. Unforgiving. She taught empires how they fell. She taught children how not to repeat them. She believed knowledge was power. She believed effort could change society. She was wrong. — A classroom. A lockdown. A knife. Her throat slit in front of the students she tried to save. Blood on her hands. Screams in her ears. A girl she pushed to “do better” smiling as she bled out. "This school will burn with me." And then— Silence. — February 20th, 1515. She opened her eyes again. Not as Nicole Johnson. But as Morgan Le Fay de’ Queen. Eldest daughter of the Grand Duchy of Queens. Pawn in a political marriage. A kingdom built on stone, fragile trade routes, and rotting alliances. Yorkania. An 16th-century North American throne wrapped in Arthurian bloodlines and colonial ambition. No magic. No divine system. No second chances. Only knowledge. Only politics. Only survival. — They want her married to a piggy king. They want her silent. They want her useful. But she has studied fallen dynasties. She knows what destroys empires. And this one is already cracking. — In her first life, she died powerless. In this one? She will build. She will manipulate. She will outlive them all. Even if the crown must drown in blood. ------------------------------------------ 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.H.E 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.

My fiancé sold my soul for a cultivation scroll. Now, I’m using her "Pure Qi" to power my ascension—one moan at a time. Han Feng was the trash disciple who gave everything to his CEO fiancé, only to find her in his rival’s bed. They left him for dead in the rain, laughing at his "Filthy Blood." They made a mistake. That blood just awakened the Supreme Ero-System. Now, Han Feng isn't just looking for revenge; he’s looking for batteries. From the Ice-Cold Sect Leader who executed her own husband, to the Twin Swords who share a telepathic link, and the Empress herself—every "Pure" woman in the world is just another level-up waiting to happen. He’ll steal their talent, brand their skin, and turn the entire cultivation world into his personal playground. The Contract I write, you watch the world burn. * 5 Reviews = 2 Extra Chapters * 10 Golden Tickets = 1 Extra Chapter * 50 Powerstones = 2 Extra Chapters * 100 Library Adds = 1 Extra Chapter * Targets Double? The Chapters Double. Gifting Tiers (Instant Release) * Massage Chair: +1 Chapter * Car: +3 Chapters * Dragon: +4 Chapters * Castle: +12 Chapters * Spaceship: +21 Chapters * Gachapon: +25 Chapters * Note: All other platform gifts count based on value. Rewards drop within 2-9 days. DON'T READ IT... UNLESS YOU'RE READY TO GET ADDICTED. EXTRA TAGS #xianxia #r18 #harem #cultivation #system #revenge #smut #webnovel #powerfantasy #mature #face-slapping #adult #action #adventure #romance #fantasy #dark #evilmc #overpowered #netorare #corruption --

[Warning: Extreme Mature Content that includes dark themes present — 21+] {Tags: 18+, Smut, Harem, Genius MC, Exciting Action, Bloodpumping fights, Netori, Incest,System + Detailed world-building, Intriguing character developments, High-stakes progression, Dark fantasy, mother+son, sister+ brother, Monster-girl?} Transmigrated into a world consumed by curse energy and monstrous abominations, Aristarkh should have died. Instead, he awakens the Binding System, a power that links his fate to others. Every time those bound to him grow stronger, he receives the rewards multiplied. With each bond, his power surges. With each victory, the world takes notice. But the deeper he climbs, the more dangerous the curses become, and the more his relationships blur the line between desire and survival. What to expect: The novel is a perfect blend of smut and fantasy. … Every 100 powerstones by the end of the week equals an extra chapter.

Warning: Rated 18, Dark, BDSM, mature. Khael never planned to sell more than his dance. Working at the city’s most infamous strip club, he only wanted enough money to care for himself and his little brother after their parents’ separation. When a desperate manager offers him an extra thousand to entertain a powerful Alpha for one night, Khael hesitates — until need wins over pride. But temptation is a dangerous game. One wrong decision, one stolen night, and Khael breaks his end of the bargain, vanishing with the money and leaving the Alpha unsatisfied and furious. He thought he could disappear into the city’s shadows. He was wrong. The Alpha remembers. And when he finally finds Khael again, revenge comes in the form of chains, heat, and a punishment meant to make him beg. What started as a simple deal spirals into an obsession neither of them can escape, one built on power, desire, and the dangerous game of who will break first. 1st/3rd POVs.

You know that saying? "Behind Every Successful Man, There Is a Woman." The guy who said that must have a very good wife, right? Well, my life started with an accursed body due to overflowing magic that'd make you puke just by watching me. I was born in the wrong place, but I didn't know that until my first yandere wife met me when I was about to end my life, and called it a fateful meeting. After her beautiful lips touched my fat lips, I transformed from an ugly monster into an uber handsome guy. She set me on the path of greatness as I awakened an X-rank Talent with limitless potential. From then on, the Legend of Yandere Magnet Emperor began.

Rin was only five years old when he realized the truth—he had been reborn inside an apocalypse novel. But he wasn’t the protagonist. He wasn’t even a side character. He was just an ‘extra’—a wealthy, resourceful childhood friend of the story’s heroine… a girl destined to be dragged into the main character’s harem and used until the end. Rin refused to accept that fate. If the world was going to fall apart anyway, then he would change the story before it even began. He would make her stronger. Independent. Someone who could survive without relying on anyone. That was the plan. …But somewhere along the way, things went very, very wrong. Because instead of becoming an “independent and lovely woman”— She became the No.1 hunter of the apocalypse. And she’s completely obsessed with him. With a soft smile, she gently asks, “Rin, where are you going? I’ll come with you.” When someone gets too close, her smile doesn’t fade as she says, “Who is this? Should I remove these annoyances for you?” She’s strong. Beautiful. Unreachable. And utterly terrifying. …Did I do this? Did I create the very monster I’m now trapped with? __________ 200 PS = 1 Extra Chapter, 100 GT = 2 Extra chapters. Any gifts above 1000 Coins = 2 Instant Extra Chapter. Also, Apocalypse will start around ch 20. Let me cook until then

In Aurora's world, people like her aren't allowed to live. All those born with magic are hunted, and slaughtered without mercy. One night, Aurora is exposed and in an instant, she loses everyone she's ever loved and is thrown into a cruel world where she has to fight for her survival. All eyes fall on her when she discovers she's the prophesied Queen of Hearts—destined to either reunite witchfolk and mankind, or be the end of all life and magic. And in the midst of blood and fire, Aurora finds herself torn between two men. One who sets her ablaze and worships her body in ways that leave her breathless, and another who lures her into nights of forbidden pleasure she can’t resist. Desire becomes as dangerous as the blade at her throat, because in a world where enemies hide behind familiar faces, the man she surrenders her body to might be the one who shatters her heart… or ends her life.

On the day I was meant to marry the man I loved, the ceremony was bathed in blood. Azræl Bloodbourne, the ruthless Vampire Emperor, dragged me from the altar and into a dark, dangerous world I never knew existed. A world of vampires, fallen ængels, witches, lycans, and dragons. A world where everyone looks at me like I am something precious. Something dangerous. And something worth killing for. He steals my freedom, forces me to become his bride, and binds me to a throne I never asked for. I should hate him. I should fear him. I should spend every waking moment searching for a way to escape him. But instead, I find myself craving him. Wanting his teeth at my throat, his hands on my skin, and needing him to ruin me in every possible way. And just when I think I have completely lost myself to him, another man rises from the snow and claims me. Ezryn Graemor, the savage Lycan Alpha of the Snowfall Tribe. What begins as desperation turns into something far more dangerous when fate reveals the truth between us. He is my mate. Now I am caught between an Emperor who would burn kingdoms to ash just to keep me, and an Alpha whose soul is tied to mine. One man owns my body like a throne he was born to conquer. The other holds my soul like he was born with half of it already inside him. And I fear the day may come when I will have to choose between them.

Logan spent five years writing a fantasy novel barely anyone read, only to die pitifully. After accepting a contract with the goddess of lust, he opened his eyes again to realise he was inside that very novel… as a disposable extra. Worse still, he arrived at the worst possible moment. The night the powerful Evernight family is massacred. As Logan struggles to survive the unfolding catastrophe, a mysterious system suddenly appears before his eyes. But the system isn’t normal. It doesn’t grant power. It doesn’t give abilities. Instead, it gives a single, absurd condition. Only by forming intimate bonds with the mothers of the story’s heroines can Logan awaken powerful Origin Paths. In the original story, the protagonist conquered countless beauties. But this time? Logan plans to rewrite the entire fate of the world—starting with the women who were never meant to be part of the story. Saving fallen noblewomen. Manipulating the academy’s future elites. Unraveling conspiracies hidden beneath the empire. And conquering the most dangerous women in the world. Because in this twisted new timeline… The fate of the world might depend on the mothers instead.