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She woke up in the beast world as a jinxed rabbit with five wild beast husbands. The original host of the body was already married off to five notorious cursed beasts husbands who were exiled from the beast lands to the mountains. And the original host died from the endless headache these wild husbands caused. Now her system wants her to TAME THEM?! [Ding!] [Husband Taming System] [The easiest way to tame your wild beast husbands is to give them cubs so they can learn to take responsibility!] "Oh" ***** HER DAILY LIFE OF: ~Taming her Wild beast husbands ~Collectively raising cubs with the beast husbands ~Finding land and building a territorial tribe on it after being exiled! ~Growing a tribe with her wits, strength and abundant resources and making all those who cast them away speechless! Now everyone will have to see how resourceful this "jinxed" rabbit could be! ====== •FLUFF •ENDLESS PAMPERING •FEISTY AND SMART LITTLE BEAST FEMALE LEAD •TRIBE BUILDING •ADORABLE BEAST HUSBANDS AND CUBS •UNEXPERIENCED BABYSITTER PAPAS •RISE TO TOP •DOMESTIC •MODERN IN BEASTWORLD •

Marriage was set for Scott Devlin with an unknown bride that his uncle-turned-foster-father arranged for him. He was permissive to return the kindness for keeping him as part of the Devlin family, but anxious to be tied down to a human. The marriage was something planned, shrinking his world for him not to imprint. Growing up, he has been warned that blood will mark his life as soon as he meets his mate. Skeptic of the foolish warning, as an Alpha of the Grayback Clan, Scott thought that the marriage won't ever draw a line for him to imprint, and that his fate is always written in the stars. On the day of his wedding, a turnabout shook the Devlins when Scott didn't show up... The Devlin siblings took the matter in their hands knowing that their brother, despite brazen and blatant, have a soft spot for their father and would never dare defy his wishes. Leaving his bride alone at the altar, her tears streamed down her cheeks, only they were happy and satisfied for being stood up. Taking the opportunity to runaway and escape her overwhelming taxing life as a doctor and only daughter of Alva Woodsworth, Diana fled to the island where their honeymoon should be spent. She considered it as a treat for being (un)lucky in life. It's true that when stars align, the universe will work in your favor. And so, in one of the most unexpected nights of Scott's life in a private island that no one can simply go into, his world crashed into the hands of this woman whose scent made him weak to his knees. As soon as he gets lost in her eyes, he knew it was the compelling works of the imprint. "My Luna", he told Diana.

[Warning: Mature Content R-18] "To rule the world, he wanted to be a King. Fate decided he would be a Queen." "Keep your stance wide, grip the sword tight," Alex muttered to himself, trying to focus on the training dummy. As a fellow traveler from Earth, he dreamed of a powerful system, strength, domination, and standing at the top. But as a drop of sweat rolled down his chest, it didn't hit a flat, hard muscle. Instead, it slid down the valley between two soft, highly sensitive mounds of flesh that definitely hadn't been there a month ago. A thunderstorm in the Green Leaf Mountains changed everything. “Look at you,” a dark, purring voice echoed inside his mind, sending a deep shiver straight down to his toes. It was the Silver Serpent Empress, the ancient ghost who wants to occupy his body, but is now trapped inside his head. “Trying so hard to play the tough man’s act?” “We both know your little toy down there is shrinking, and your new body is just begging to be touched and used.” A cold, phantom hand traced the newly carved dip of Alex’s waist, sliding upward under his shirt to pinch a highly sensitive peak on his chest. Alex gasped, his back arching off the mattress as an intense, melting heat flooded his system. “Such a responsive body,” the Silver Serpent Empress purred, her ghostly body wrapping tightly around him. "Stop fighting it, my little vessel." “Let’s see how long you can hold it in,” she loves to push him into dirty, desperate situations. Alex trembled, clutching his chest where his nipples were throbbing painfully against his shirt. "I am a man! I won't be your toy!" As his mutation deepens, she will force him into intense, sweaty Yuri encounters. He finds himself pinned beneath powerful females, his girly body subjected to deep oral worship. He will be forced to endure endless milking to drain what little of his male pride remains, riding out mind-shattering orgasms that slowly rewrite his brain into a needy, desperate girl. Locked in a battle for his own body, Alex watches in horror as his rough male skin was peeling away, leaving him soft and ultra-sensitive. His waist was shrinking, his hips were widening, and worst of all, his body was constantly leaking a sweet, heavy scent. But the Empress made one fatal mistake: she gave him a weapon, the potent pheromone, and it drove every woman who breathed it into a blind, sloppy frenzy of lust. Alex refuses to just be her broken pet. If the Empress wants to turn him into a demonic enchantress, he will play the part to survive. Instead of hiding in fear, he starts to adapt. Alex must navigate a world where he is no longer the hunter but turning into the ultimate prize. Will the Empress successfully break his mind and turn him into a submissive toy, or will Alex master his new female body and use his irresistible allure to conquer the world? *Slow-Burn TF: A detailed transformation from a lean boy to a voluptuous, devastatingly sexy beauty. *Genre: Gender Bender (Male to Female), High Fantasy, Adult, System, Harem, Incest (Cousins), R-18, Mature, Yuri (After Transformation), Domination/Submission. Discord: https://discord.gg/4mA9SXtGh If you can't wait to find out what happens next, you don't have to! You can read up to 20 Chapters ahead and (R-18) Character Arts ahead right now on my Patreon. Patreon/Mountain Dusk Walker — Gender Change Web-Novels Thank you so much for reading and supporting my work!

I did not own some of the world settings, but the remaining is all my own creation. In any world there is no villain or protagonist instead there are people with various levels of luck and opportunities. The final winner among them becomes a hero or the protagonist while the remaining people that became the stepping stones for the protagonist become the villains. The villains are actually formed because of the mistakes of the so called good and peace loving people. ………….. A good man that was darkened by the seemingly good people became a villain. Finally after achieving his goals of revenge on the society he died happily while the people that killed him only has despair because of the after math. When he opened his eyes he was already 2 years old kid that got his head bumped. Most probably he died at that time and the soul of this villain replaced the kid. The most shocking thing is that there is a strange creature taking care of him. He has seen this creature in a movie in his previous life. Can’t villain see a movie with his mistress? This should be Kreacher. Immediately the memories of the kid returned to his mind. Immediately he understood he is the son of Sirius black and Mary Goldsman. He is called Jack black. He is currently in the black house under the care of his grandmother Walburga Black a pure blood enthusiast. “Ding, congratulations host you have obtained the villain choice system.” “Please make your first choice. Option 1: Push the blame of your injury to Draco Malfoy; you will be rewarded with 1000 gold Galleons. Option 2: push the blame to Crabbe and Goyle; you will receive +2 percent critical hit in everything you wanted.”

Fucked a Dragon Supreme the moment reincarnated! Overpowered blessings and System Gained! Form a harem of hundreds of sexy girls! Wants to build his own empire with endless sex and extreme powerups!

Previously, it was called Reincarnated as a Supernatural Horror Entity. Jack, a content creator for mystery, horror, and conspiracy stories, died and was reborn as a formless ghost. He acquired the system-panel like ability to get stronger. He could earn new supernatural traits. And he could even evolve and gain new incarnations. The problem was... he was now in an alternate Earth. The one that was still in the Industrial Revolution Era. The one with cursed steam engines, monster-infested sea exploration, mysterious pirates, supernatural powers, mythical creatures, demonic entities, and completely different geography. Jack had to adapt and survive. Thus, the legends of the Circle of Jacks appeared in that world. Transcendent incarnations of Jack made their impacts in this new world... o Jack Mystery, the mysterious specter, o Judge Jack, the rakshasa of judgement, o Jack Night, the steamrune engineer and treasure hunter, o Racer Jack, the kamaitachi speedster vigilante, and o Jack Lantern, the devil puppet who decided to be a bizarre puppeteer. I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/36721/fictions If you, dear readers, enjoy the story and are willing to support my work, please visit patreon.com/Alkrishna. It should be about 15 chapters ahead there.

Everyone has heard the cliché tale. A peaceful race on the brink of annihilation. A desperate prayer. A hero summoned from another world to save them from extinction after a long, brutal war. That was exactly what the demi-human continent expected. Elves, vampires, beastkin, lamia, centaurs, fairies—every race born from mana—were falling, cornered by the advancing human empire. Their magic was gone. Human revolution was unstoppable. Extinction loomed. So, as legends dictated, they performed the ancient summoning, thinking hero would appear. He would lead them to victory after years of hardship, countless battles, and dramatic sacrifices. A long, epic struggle. Or so they thought. Instead, the hero they summoned—Luca—looked around, cracked his knuckles, and ended the entire war in two days. Two Days. No grand campaign. No final stand. No glorious, drawn-out saga. The human armies retreated on their own, terrified of whatever monster the demi-humans had summoned. And the demi-humans could only stare. Their savior. Their conqueror. Their headache. Because once peace returned… Luca started doing whatever he wanted. He trained elves to fire AK-47s with machine-perfect precision and forced vegetarians like them to eat grilled meat. He crafted wheel-chairs for mermaids so they could roll across land like smug aquatic empresses. He gave dwarves dynamite 'for better mining' and immediately realized he had created a worldwide hazard. He used salamanders as living barbecues, insisting it was 'efficient ecological heat usage.' And if that wasn’t already disastrous enough, there was more. The goddess who sent Luca down had given him a second mission: To act as the continent’s ultimate breeding bull and repopulate every demi-human race. When he casually announced this, the entire continent went silent. Elves froze, vampires panicked, mermaids tried to roll away, and slime girls melted in shock. At that moment, every tribe realized one thing— They absolutely regretted summoning this Hero. — discord.gg/Fb3hY3Nfbj

I am Lucy Drakonia. Daughter of Alpha King Karon of Virelan. Born of ancient royal blood. Raised to inherit a throne of fire. Trained to command the Western host of the Dominion of Lykara. At least, that was the plan. Then I turned sixteen. And no wolf came. No gifts. A taboo for one born of royal blood. Overnight, I became an embarrassment. A curse. A defect whispered about in corridors and mocked behind my back. My pack tolerated me only as long as my bloodline remained useful. Still, I thought I would be fine. I had Doyle after all. My chosen mate. My first love. Gods, scratch that. I had a cheating bastard, who betrayed me in the meanest way possible. Worse, my unborn child was taken from me the same day. And before the blood on the floor had even dried, my own father cast me out. So really, I'm just Lucy Drakonia, the wolfless princess. The discarded heir. The girl the wolves rejected. Having no choice, I disappear into the human world and spend months building a quiet life far away from pack cruelty. However, the peace doesn’t last. On my nineteenth birthday, something strange awakens within me. Stranger creatures begin hunting me. The Supreme Alpha's cursed son walks into my life. And a mark sleeping beneath my skin reveals a truth no priest or king ever saw coming. Apparently, destiny doesn't belong to wolves alone. Now packs, kingdoms, and ancient forces are all coming for me—including the very people who once threw me away. Which is ironic, really. Because whatever stole my wolf all those years ago… was never meant to kneel. And neither was I. Not when I am the key to a power older than the Dominion of Lykara itself.

I live in a world where everyone is strong and everyone has powers, In this world we get to choose what our powers do, I chose to create snow. I had no idea that this was a mistake, choosing a power that was neither offensive nor defensive couldn't save me in the worst moment of my life... but what did save me was accidentally time-traveling to the future. How did that happen?? (Warning this story can take a lot of turns sometimes into depravity and not all the characters are good natured people)

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

Los Santos isn’t ready for Sergeant Sean Horace. An Arizona-born cop with an RPG record, a sharp mind, and a System that flags crime like free XP. Paired with a rookie and thrown back onto the streets—while somehow crashing into the chaotic world of Two and a Half Men. From gang wars to Malibu mansions, Sean hits harder than the rules allow.

Reincarnated as the instructor Raide in an adult R18 game, the protagonist finds himself in the body of a side character who was never meant to be the main focus. This is Raide the instructor’s own story, a side character who has now taken center stage. There will be battles, and there will be plenty of hot and sexy situations too. How will Raide get involved in the main story?

A collection of all my Artificer Fics except for three, currently contains 8 chapters of RDR2: Artificer of the West and five chapters of DxD: Lucifer's Artificer 2 and two of DC: The Artificer, enjoy!

A man in his 30s is reincarnated as a 10-year-old prince in a small country in another world. Starting with almost no skills, he gradually builds his abilities through hard work and perseverance. The protagonist is averagely talented but his sexual relationships and encounters with women are very much cheat-like due to his knowledge. He can work through any woman pretty easily, in a sexy way. He faces plenty of hardship and suffering but through relentless efforts and countless sacrifices, he’ll slowly rise through all of them to pinnacle of existence!

Earth has changed and with it so has humanity. Follow Miwen as he makes use of his Gift, Gacha Kingdom Building.

He was in his early twenties when the world decided to end for him. A computing prodigy, educated at MIT, someone who understood systems, patterns, and limits better than most. In his previous life, power didn’t come from fists, but from the mind — lines of code capable of shaping digital realities. Then he died. And was born again. Reincarnated into the DC Universe as a helpless baby, he grew up in a world where gods walk among humans, where vigilantes defy the impossible, and where power is rarely fair — or free. While others trusted destiny, chance, or inherited gifts, he trusted only one thing: process. Memory intact. Intellect intact. Ambition intact. From an early age, he understood a simple and cruel truth: in that world, those who do not grow are crushed. And so, far from the spotlight of the League, he began to build something forbidden — his own Artificial Intelligence, created not to save the world, but to optimize it. To make him stronger. More efficient. More prepared to survive among monsters, aliens, and symbols. While heroes were born from tragedy, he forged himself in silence. While villains sought external power, he engineered it from within. This is not the story of a chosen one. It is the story of someone who decided to become inevitable. Between code and chaos, science and superhumans, begins the rise of a man who does not believe in miracles — only in evolution. This story was inspired by a fanfiction I read years ago — a work I deeply admire and still reread to this day. Unfortunately, that story was never continued. This project is not a continuation, rewrite, or replacement of that original work. It is an independent story, created with its own plot, characters, and direction, merely inspired by the ideas and feelings that the original story left with me. Out of respect, I want to properly credit the source of my inspiration below: Original Story Title: Pyroclasm (Young Justice SI) Original Author: Fulcon Original Story Link: https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/pyroclasm-young-justice-si.664558/ If you enjoyed this story, I highly recommend checking out the original work and supporting its author. Reader Notice If you like the story but don’t like harem: fuck off. This story has harem. If you like the story but don’t like gore: fuck off too. This story has gore. The tags are there. If you don’t like it, read the tags and don’t read the story. Simple as that. I’m not changing the story to please everyone. It was written this way from the start. If you want to read early chapters, they will be available on my Patreon. I’m not promising 10 or 20 chapters ahead — maybe just a few, maybe more later — but there will be early content there. I’m taking my time with this story because I want it to be good, not rushed. That takes time, revision, and proper development. If this kind of story is for you, welcome. If not, just move on. Simple. Criticism and comments are always welcome. Thank you, and enjoy your reading! If you'd like to support me and, as a bonus, read some chapters in advance, just become a member of my Patreon: https:/./www.patreon.com/cw/pararaio. Want to read the next chapters before everyone else? Now you can follow advanced chapters for free on my official website! In addition to accessing new content first-hand, you'll also find my other stories and future projects. Access here: [https://parallelworldverse.com/]

"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.

Leon Hart woke up in Orario with three magic slots, seven skills, and stats so bad they’d make a goblin laugh. Six months of scraping by as a Level 1 nobody under Demeter’s protection taught him one thing: in a city where gods play politics and Evilus lurks in every shadow, raw power means nothing without people watching your back. When his cheat system drops a Familia Invitation, a black letter that summons warriors from other worlds, everything changes. A holy maiden saved from the stake. A silver-haired healer who shouldn’t exist. A sword saint with no kingdom left to serve. One by one, Leon builds something Orario has never seen before: a familia of outsiders, hidden beneath Demeter’s banner, growing in the shadows while the city’s power brokers look the other way. The Dungeon doesn’t care where you came from. It only cares whether you’re strong enough to survive what comes next.

"I would rather die than birth a monster's child." She spat. This drew out a low derisive chuckle from the tall figure standing in front of her. He grabs her jaw firmly, forcing her to look into his eyes. His other hand secures her wrists tightly above her head. The wall meets her spine because of how pinned she is against it. Lips hovering close to hers, he whispers, "Not only are you going to carry my child and birth it. I am going to keep you buried under me for as long as I wish. Making sure my cock is the only thing that you know and remember. Ruining you for anyone else like I did before. Shattered into a million pieces by her sixth heartbreak, Gweneth gave herself to alcohol and a reckless one night stand with a stranger. The stranger happens to be none other than the cold, charismatic Calyx Lamont—her highschool bully and a spawn of the devil. He is someone that she had given her all to run away from. A man that she had swore to never encounter again. One month later, Gweneth is faced with the dreadful realization of a pregnancy. As well as an ironclad contract from Calyx Lamont to be his contract wife and birth the baby—all against her wishes. Hello readers, every page like, every collection, comment, reviews, power stones, gifts, golden tickets are all welcome and highly relevant. Thanks in advance!

What would you feel if the last remaining happiness in your life—your sweet, clingy dear sister—was murdered right before your eyes by a few worthless scum? By some bastards who shouldn't even exist in this world? I felt rage. Hatred. At them But more than that… I hated myself. Truly. Why? Because I couldn’t move. Paralyzed from the neck down, I could only watch as she died, as her blood spurted on me. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t fight. I couldn’t even crawl to her, while her eyes were turning dull. Ah~ now they turned to me. Guess they are going to kill me too. But I don't want to die, at least not when they are alive. I've learned something in this time. In this apocalypse... weakness is a sin. The greatest sin. Here, no rights protect you. Not like they protected us before the apocalypse. No one comes to help you. Friends, neighbours, relatives. NONE. Strength. Personal strength is the only authority that truly matters in this new world. And, If you think this is where my story ends—you’re wrong. Because, [Regression possible: Yes/No?] Guess this is my cheat. I will return. Stronger than before. And I will DEVOUR everything that stands in my way. So then… sayonara, readers. "Yes, I accept." *** 300 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter [Note: Contains taboo relationships. No NTR, No Yuri, and 18+] This is my first novel, so it probably won’t be perfect—but I’ll keep getting better as I write. Give your reviews on this so I can improve where I have to. [Note: The story will be slow paced and I'll take my time to give all the characters their time to blend into the story.] [Note: There won't be R18 stuff from the start, so don't come here expecting hot scenes from the first chapter. It will take some time before I focus on that.] [Most Important Note: There will be yanderes. Lots of them.] Character Illustrations are in the Discord. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/kGKAaexz4P