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[ Overpowered + Smut(18+) ] A socially depressed game developer dies unexpectedly and reincarnates inside his own unfinished game. Sword Evolution Online. With the entire original plot etched into his memory, he initially believes he has obtained the ultimate cheat. Knowledge of the future. Knowledge of every event. Knowledge of every hidden treasure. But reality shatters that illusion. The world is no longer called Gloria. It is now known as Avalon. The timeline has shifted. The apocalypse has already occurred. Civilization has entered a new era shaped by ruin, evolution, and bloodshed. Familiar characters behave differently. Major events no longer follow the script he created. The story he once controlled has completely gone off the rails. Just when Adonis believes all hope is lost, he awakens a forbidden existence. A taboo sword. The Chaotic Harem Sword. A weapon that defies logic, morality, and balance itself. A sword that grows stronger not through slaughter alone, but through bonds. By building a harem. Each new connection grants him power. Each conquered heart strengthens both blade and wielder. What should have been a joke mechanic in a half-finished game becomes the most terrifying cheat in this broken world. With absolute strength and true freedom as his goal, Adonis steps onto the stage of Avalon, determined to rewrite fate itself. To rise above gods, empires, and destiny. And to build a harem of otherworldly beauties along the way. Additional tags: No yuri, No ntr, No incest.

Don’t touch me,” she whispered, even as her body leaned closer. His fingers skimmed her waist, slow and deliberate. “You already crossed that line the moment you trusted me.” Helen Vance is untouchable, wealthy, ruthless, and emotionally closed off after a lifetime of betrayal. Love is a weakness she buried long ago. Derick Ashford was supposed to be a mistake. A clash of tempers. A man she destroyed with a single decision. But one deadly night binds them in silence, guilt, and desire, and the deeper Helen falls, the closer she gets to discovering that the man who knows her body best is hiding the most dangerous truth of all. In a world of lies, power, and bloodstained secrets, love may be the only thing that ruins them both.

In a city where thunder feels like a warning and silence feels like judgment, a boy named Eric finds himself stranded at the edge of childhood as the world around him begins to fracture. What starts as an ordinary day collapses into unrest. Streets fill with slogans, soldiers, and fear. Laughter turns brittle. Dreams turn dangerous. And Eric, an outsider passing through, becomes an unwilling witness to how quickly normal life can curdle into violence. As protests harden into executions and survival becomes a daily negotiation, Eric is forced to confront something far heavier than fear: the question of what kind of person he will become when running is no longer enough. Pulled into the orbit of other children shaped by loss, especially the sharp-tongued, unsettlingly calm Arop, Eric is exposed to clashing worldviews. One insists that destiny is absolute, that suffering is written long before birth, and that hope is just another lie adults tell themselves. The other, quieter and more fragile, insists that meaning can still be chosen even when the world seems determined to erase it. Beneath the city, hidden camps grow. Above it, speeches promise prosperity while bodies pile up. Rumors circulate of a mysterious asteroid, a cosmic prize capable of reshaping nations and igniting wars far beyond this one city’s borders. Power, ideology, and survival twist together until even children are asked to decide what they are willing to sacrifice for a future they may never see. As Eric navigates trauma, friendship, guilt, and an overwhelming desire to be more than a helpless witness, the line between heroism and obsession begins to blur. Visions haunt him. Philosophies clash. Innocence erodes. And the simple act of choosing to keep going becomes an act of rebellion in itself. This is a story about growing up where growing up is dangerous. About how war doesn’t just kill bodies, it reshapes beliefs. About destiny, free will, and the quiet terror of caring too much in a world that rewards cruelty. And above all, it is about a boy standing at the crossroads between surrendering to a world that insists nothing can change, and daring to believe that even against overwhelming darkness, choosing to struggle still matters.

"I was never truly happy being a ninja." Scarlet Yellow Carp was once known as the greatest maker of cursed tools. Now, people called him the greatest puppeteer. When he spoke, there was no pride in his voice only honesty. He liked learning different techniques. Ninjutsu included. But liking something didn't mean he wanted to devote his life to it. Being a ninja was simply not who he was. "That's all there is to it," he said. "The puppets, the forbidden techniques… they're just things I enjoy working on. I never made them to harm anyone." The so-called Mecha God showed this clearly. Its structure was based on puppetry, yes but its power system, driven by cursed energy reactions, felt more natural to him. It matched the way he thought. Traditional puppets needed extra equipment and complicated upgrades. This one didn't. As for his habits? He didn't see them as anything special. Whenever he faced a problem, he simply sat down, did the calculations, and found a solution. WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS R@PE, T0RTURE, ETC. PLEASE READ IT WITH THESE WARNINGS IN MIND. Please don't forget to leave feedback on the book. If the book reaches 25 Power Stones within 10 hours, I will release 10 chapters at once."

Sold for $2.5 million to the city's most ruthless man, Serena Miller thought her life was over. But Dante Moretti didn't just buy a prize; he bought a genius hacker who could topple his empire from the inside. In a world of blood and betrayal, the line between captor and savior blurs. Can Serena outsmart the devil, or will she burn in his fire? "You’re mine, Serena. Even the key in your hand doesn’t change that." - DAILY UPDATES -

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Warning - Adult 18+ content If you love apocalyptic world than you are at right place. Read few chapters and you will definitely love it. Nonetheless here is short summary - World have bin hit by a virus which infected most of the people. Those who survived it become evolver and those who didn't are dead. With below one percent survivality rate ,less than a million people are left on the earth after one month of apocalypse. Lukas got infected while securing some food for his family and when he thought it was his end, he received a message from God of Lust whose small mistake doomed earth... Important Points:- No NTR, No Yuri Read only when you can handle extreme smut. Hidden Tags:- Netori, Taboo(Non-blood related),Heavy smut, Extreme Kinks, Anal, Milfs

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.

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God and the Devil are two sides of the same coin. Without Evil, we wouldn’t know Good, and without darkness, we couldn’t appreciate the warmth of the light. But what happens when the Devil starts yearning for the radiance of God, for His loving grace and virtue? This story is meant to find out exactly that. Discord Link: discord.gg/ wgcdVUydbX

Born into an abusive, unstable family and crippled from a young age, Harley grew up with pain as his only constant. Happiness was something he learned about through books—fantasy novels, forgotten histories, and imagined worlds where suffering had meaning. Then he died, and death wasn't the end of his suffering. Reincarnated into the world of the last novel he read, where humanity survives an apocalypse through supernatural "Awakened" warriors battling creatures from beyond reality, Harley should have been given a second chance at a good life. Instead, he was discarded. Thrown out of the noble household he was born into, Harley lived as a slave in the mines, a circus clown mocked for survival, all to eat. So when fate finally offered him the chance to awaken—to gain power like the others—Harley broke once again. Because after surviving a horrific trial, the power he awakened—although powerful—had a fatal condition that he could never accept.

Rhys Zirachi, a ruthless mafia leader, has always believed in control. But when Lia Yadera , a witness to a murder, enters his life, his carefully constructed world begins to unravel. Lia, broken by her past, is a puzzle Rhys is desperate to solve. Her vulnerability draws him in, but her memories pose a threat to his empire. As their connection deepens, so does the danger surrounding them. Rhys, hardened by years of bloodshed, finds himself torn between his desire to protect her and the brutal reality of his world. In a world where loyalty is bought with blood, Rhys and Lia's love becomes a dangerous obsession. Their pasts collide, and their futures intertwine in a web of betrayal, passion, and survival. As Lia's memories resurface, they must face the consequences of their love, and decide whether their bond can withstand the darkness that threatens to consume them both.

[Warning] [Mental State: Unstable] [Survival Rate: Unknown] [ Do you want to proceed?] A young woman wakes up inside a white hospital— too clean, too quiet, too wrong. It is a place meant to heal, yet built to hide truths that should never surface. Answers arrive before the questions, and each one cuts deeper than the last: her memory loss was not an accident— it was deliberate. As the boundary between treatment and surveillance collapses, a system window appears, shattering everything she thought was real. No one warned her that survival would not demand strength, nor intelligence— but a single requirement: Madness.

She believes she was saved. When danger wraps its hands around her life, he appears—calm, protective, unbreakable. The man who stands between her and the darkness. The man who never leaves. But monsters don’t always come with teeth. As fear, desire, and dependence blur, small inconsistencies begin to surface—moments that don’t add up, memories that feel staged, truths that slip through the cracks. While the world tells her she is safe, something inside her whispers that safety has a cost. And the closer she gets to the truth, the more she realizes: Some rescues are carefully planned. Some love stories are traps. And weakness… was only the mask.

Rowan believed in love. She believed in her mate, Alpha Marcus, the leader of the Sun-Stone Pack. But on the night of their Binding Ritual, Marcus betrayed her. He didn't want a partner; he wanted a slave. He used a dark spell to steal Rowan's wolf spirit, leaving her for dead in a frozen river. But Rowan didn't die. The betrayal triggered something ancient in her blood. She woke up as the Frostborn, a legendary wolf made of ice that hasn't been seen in a thousand years. Now, Rowan is hiding in the frozen north with a mysterious rogue exile named Thorne, who recognizes her as his true fated mate. Together, they are building a revolution to bring down the corrupt Alphas who abuse their power. Rowan is no longer the girl who was left for dead. She is the storm that is coming for Marcus's throne, and she will freeze his dark empire to its core.

Ravencrest High looks like a prestigious boarding school, but the truth is far from that. Hidden from humans, it is a training ground for young vampires to master self-control. Humans are enrolled alongside them, because they think it’s just an elite academic program. In reality, their presence keeps the vampires in check, providing occasional feeding opportunities under strict supervision. With the humans completely unaware. Lyra Hale is a new transfer student, hoping for nothing more than a fresh start. She expected a normal school environment. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by students who are weird and secretive. Kieran Black is everything Ravencrest warns against. A high-ranking vampire from one of the oldest bloodlines, he doesn’t believe in the rules meant to keep vampires in line. He sees the humans not as protected guests, but as tempting puzzles, and he can’t resist the effect Lyra has on him from the first moment he notices her. Lyra doesn’t know the truth about the school, the vampires, or Kieran. While she tries to survive in the school, Kieran is drawn to her in ways he can’t fully control. With the school having so much unbendable rules, even the authority can’t be trusted. And the most dangerous person on campus might also be the only one willing to protect her. At Ravencrest, temptation is constant, and love may be the most dangerous mistake of all. `•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`• [Excerpt] Lyra was halfway down the east corridor, Ravencrest always felt different at night. She hugged her books closer to her chest and stopped when she turned a corner, someone stood at the end of the hall. One foot was propped up behind him, hands in his pockets, head slightly tilted. His eyes locked onto hers, dark and intense, like he had been waiting for her. The hallway suddenly felt smaller and tighter. “Kieran.” “You’re really good at pretending I don’t exist.” “Maybe because you keep showing up where you’re not supposed to be.” His eyes dropped to her lips for half a second before going back to her face. She took a step back as he stepped closer and she froze the second his hand closed over her wrist. Then just as her heart threatened to leap out of her chest, his thumb brushed against the delicate skin of her wrist. His touch sent a shock of warmth through her, a feeling she couldn’t quite figure out no matter how hard she tried. She tried to pull back, but before she could, he tugged her closer and suddenly, the space between them disappeared. Every instinct screamed to push him away, to step back, but she couldn’t. He was just too close. “Kieran…” she whispered, voice trembling. The faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, and those enticing grey eyes that she felt drawn in every second she look at him, like gravity itself had shifted. The way he held her wrist and the way his thumb brushed against them, it was everything but safe. "What are you doing?" "I could kiss you." ***** Cover art is not mine. Full credit goes to the original creator.

It was an ordinary life. I didn’t think beyond the next day’s work. I sold supplies at a lowly convenience store, and always wore a practiced smile for the customers. It was nothing mystical, nor anything remarkable. This wasn't the life I imagined for myself but there was nothing I could do about it, really. ...At least, that’s what I believed until my entire worldview completely flipped upside down. Now I must continue living with this misfortune.

What would happen if the Emperor of Mankind and His Primarchs were forced to watch verified records of the Imperium’s future together? They would witness the deaths of loyal heroes, the betrayal and downfall of brothers, the true nature of the Warp, and a distant future where the Imperium survives only through stagnation and sacrifice. Faced with this forbidden knowledge, the Emperor and His sons must decide whether to tighten control, defy fate, or accept inevitability—and whether knowing the future can prevent catastrophe, or only hasten it. (This story is written by a new author out of love for Warhammer. It focuses primarily on the Imperium and the Primarchs.)

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

Your body, your mind, your soul, your pu**y, your life are mine to do as i like. I don’t need to be in your heart for you to love me. At the age of 20 halena was a good girl, she was an innocent girl untill she was sold to an Italian god who care about nothing than to make her his…. Follow the journey of halena and vecenzo to know what happens….