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What is more forbidden than getting entangled with your husband's prisoner? —- All is right in this paradise… until it isn’t. Suddenly, Ismena has two battles to fight. The first is to save her marriage from a dangerously growing rival claim. The second is to save her people from the werewolves by risking a life-threatening encounter with the imprisoned alpha. But nothing is ever easy and in her pursuit for both, she might just have to cross forbidden lines. Lines so forbidden, they become deadly. —— King Haron of Ragma: Haron loves his wife beyond reason. He would burn kingdoms and defy death itself before allowing Ismena to be taken from him. Queen Ismena of Ragma: Ismena loves Haron with unwavering devotion. She would risk everything, even her own soul, to protect him. Her love for Haron is absolute but so is her hatred for the werewolves. However, to save her people, she risks one deadly visit to the imprisoned Alpha. After all… what could truly happen from a single visit? The Alpha: (Unknown). —— Please Note: Chapters 1–9 have already been edited due to major plot changes. The remaining chapters will also be revised gradually. Editing takes place every two days. Thank you for your patience and understanding.

This is a story about a man who lived a pretty normal life, had a strange accident, and got a 'Milf System' which gives him superpowers and also the life around his loved ones. So will he be able to live with the women he loves, or will he dissolve with the change of events?

Everyone fears Lucien... The cursed Alpha with a rare golden eyes, a monster whispered about in trembling voices. Ruthless. Untouchable. A beast born only to destroy. But when death begins stalking Elise, she makes one desperate decision before her final breath, she confesses her love to the one man who was never meant to be loved. A maid with only months left to live should have been insignificant to someone like Lucien. Instead, she becomes his obsession. Because Elise is the first person who looks at the monster…and does not run. As her mysterious illness worsens and blood stains every smile she forces, Lucien’s carefully controlled darkness begins to unravel. The kingdom believes he is cursed. Dangerous. Inhuman. But for Elise, he would burn empires, slaughter enemies, and rip apart fate itself if it meant keeping her alive. What starts as a tragic confession soon becomes a dangerous bond neither of them can escape. Because the deeper Lucien falls, the more terrifying he becomes. And when a beast loves, he does not love gently. He devours. ---- This book is in the spirity award competition. Please support. T for Thanks in advance.

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Notes: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I am tired of the trope of characters hiding their powers, or letting other characters walk all over them and theirs because they are not strong enough to do anything. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive. This is also a HAREM story. If you don't like that kind of thing, you will not upset me by not reading it. I'd prefer you didn't, honestly. I have been fixing, updating, and changing somethings for consistency, to improve the story, the grammar and errors, and for things to make more sense. Some things may change, as this is a work in progress. The more I write, the better I feel I am becoming. I just write, and I have the ideas of where I am going in my head, but other than that, I just write the story as I see fit. As such, I forget some things, I miss somethings, and most often, some ideas in my head get jumbled together and it ends up not making sense some times. I am working to correct that as best as I can.

In a world ruled by corrupt Cartels, your life is defined by the Hex Grid. Your stats are your worth. Your Flux is your lifespan. When Zorian Sterling was born, the medical scanners didn't just malfunction—they broke. Six boxes on the grid. Six flawless S-Ranks. He was an anomaly, a god-tier talent born into a brutal society that sacrifices children for energy. But instead of crowning him, a corrupt Cartel agent buried the truth. Branded a "Defect" and tossed into the lowest Worker class, Zorian was supposed to be a forgotten slave, forced to serve the elite. They made a fatal mistake. Zorian isn't a normal child. Armed with the traumatic memories of a past life, an S-Rank physical density that shatters axes on impact, and a ruthless mindset, he is entering the deadly Academy system. He is about to face the nightmare elites of the Protectorate, starting with the terrifying sensory-deprivation of Nyx and the untouchable Arashi of the Ushimoto Clan. Zorian doesn't want to climb the ranks of their corrupt system. He wants to burn the Hex Grid to the ground so no child ever has to suffer again. What to Expect: • Ruthless Protagonist: An MC who doesn't hesitate to break bones. • Overpowered Lead: Secretly maxed-out S-Rank stats hiding in the lowest class. • Deep Magic System: The Hex Grid, where using power literally burns your lifespan. • Dark Fantasy/Cyberpunk Elements: Corrupt mega-cartels, floating cities, and brutal academy death-games.

This book is still Jayfer

Not everyone gets a chance at happiness or maybe they do? (Might change some chapters , as I'm a beginner in the world of writing)

"Battling young masters for some treasures in mysterious caves? No, thank you. What's so special about a ring containing an old sage's trapped soul? I'll just toss it away. Becoming a direct disciple of some big expert with many enemies? Count me out. I'll flip the bird to the pointless struggle in prestigious sects that only attract calamity. What I have here, this opportunity I've seized, is plenty for me. I'll choose safe and steady methods of progress, even if they're slow. After all, I'm just a simple farmer seeking peace through cultivation. I'll rely on myself to pave the way." - Aksai Everwood (Chapter 7) ============ Aksai Everwood was a terminally ill man in his past life who signed up for one last experiment and accidentally made history by merging his mind with an AI. Instead of dying, he woke up in another world with a new name, new body, and a magical farm. But this isn’t your average pastoral paradise. Spirit farming here means dealing with dangerous cultivation, chaotic realms, and the occasional reality-bending headache. Armed with neural tech, an enchanted farm that grows mystical resources, and the ability to travel between worlds, Aksai skips the usual sect life to blaze his own trail. From druidic powers to martial arts and body cultivation, he’s on a path to conquer many realms. ============ Additional Tags: #druid #bloodlines #Martialarts #worldhopping #artificialintelligence #coldmc #battlenovel #calculatingmc #villain #farming #spiritcultivation #mindcultivation #bodycultivation #worldhopping #rpgelements #low-keymc #sliceoflife #nonarrogantmc

Kailen Darkhaven once lived a simple, happy life. But after a sudden tragedy claimed the lives of his parents two years ago, his entire world collapsed. His heart broke, his grades plummeted, and worst of all, on his sixteenth birthday—his final chance at hope—he failed to become an Awakener. By seventeen, hungry, exhausted, and alone, Kailen collapsed in an alleyway, regretting how pitiful his life had become. As he drifted toward what he believed was death’s embrace… something impossible happened. Instead of dying, he awakened—bound to a mysterious artifact of overwhelming, incomprehensible power, an object that defied every known law of the universe. For the first time since losing everything, a spark lit within him once more. With this second chance, Kailen vows to never be weak again. In a world where strength determines status, identity, and survival, he will rise beyond every boundary placed upon him. He will shatter every perception of power. He will seize control of his fate. And he will climb until he stands at the absolute pinnacle of the universe. --- Join the Community: Care to interact with me and other readers? Help with things such as character art, fandom wiki, OSTs, and more? Join our Discord: https://discord.gg/d5yf4sgb3y Credit to Nortex for the amazing revamp on the discord server

In a world where power determines one's worth, the weak are destined to be forgotten. Kim Do-Yoon, a lazy and seemingly talentless high school student, has spent his life struggling to survive alongside his younger sister after the tragic loss of their parents. With no ambition and no special abilities, he drifts through life, unnoticed and underestimated. But fate has other plans. One day, Do-Yoon awakens a mysterious and forbidden power—the Cursed Leveling System. Unlike ordinary systems that grant strength and glory, this one demands a terrible price. Every quest carries deadly risks, every reward is tainted by darkness, and every level he gains pulls him deeper into a fate he cannot escape. As he grows stronger, Do-Yoon discovers that his newfound power is not a blessing—but a curse tied to ancient secrets and forces beyond human comprehension. Hunted by powerful enemies and burdened by the system’s sinister demands, he must fight not only to survive but to protect the only family he has left. In a world where power corrupts and destiny is unforgiving, one question remains: Will Kim Do-Yoon master the curse… or be consumed by it?

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.

Mana is the essence of the soul and what builds up life, those who are able to manipulate this energy are labelled as Witches. But as a minority, they were hunted nearly to extinction during the Dark Ages, but due to their perseverance they have survived until now. Even then the Witches now are nothing but used as tools, a Witch walking the same streets as a human is unheard of and even shamed, even having a Witch as a family member would end up in prejudice by others.

His mother died at birth and his father, the Lord of the Hart Clan blamed him for her death at every opportunity. All ten of his brothers bore the sigil of House Hart upon their right arms, the mark of a one-eyed dragon etched into their flesh from birth. Raven did not. In a world where power was measured by the amount of mana one could externalize, Raven Hart possessed the inability to externalize mana . Hahaha He was considered a stain on the bloodline His brothers cursed him, saying that the clan head should have left him to die with his mother. Sometimes, Raven thought the same. Raven Hart was never meant for this world. And in the cruelest way possible… he was right. Because he was never meant for one world. He was meant for many. The blue interface burst into existence before him, glowing like a crack in reality Raven staggered back. “...What?” More windows opened. World synchronization complete. Traveler candidate confirmed. Authority inheritance pending. His chest tightened. “What is this supposed to mean?” Raven shouted. “Why me?!”

What are the chances an orphan goes from scrubbing floors to becoming a Duchess in forty-eight hours? 100%— I would know because it happened to me. Only I wish I had a choice. Because the man I'm supposed to call "father," Baron Tobias Fletcher, sold me off like livestock the moment he found me. Nineteen years of wondering where I came from, and this is how it ends? Not with a family. Not with answers. With a wedding contract and a husband who never removes his mask. The Duke of Wellspring. Nevan Wilder. Every fiancée before me? Dead. Mad. Or gone — vanished like they never existed. They say he kills his brides the night they see what's underneath. So shame on me for thinking meeting my father would finally end my misery. And shame on me twice because when the Duke took my hand in that ballroom, his touch ice-cold and impossibly gentle, I didn't feel fear. I felt something worse. I felt safe. Now I'm trapped in his estate, married to a man the whole kingdom fears, and the more I uncover, the less anything makes sense. Because if Nevan truly kills his brides, why is he trying so desperately to keep me alive? And whatever he's hiding beneath that mask? It's not the thing I should be afraid of.

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Astraea, the last void and chaos dragon wakes up from her 2,000 year old slumber. only to find her world destroyed. She travels to a new realm vastly different from her own. What will happen when she lands herself in a new world? Will she be able to find a new beginning or will she be stuck in a unknown past, searching for those who destroyed her home. # Yuri # Yuri Harem #Magic #Dark Humor # Slow paced

He was sealed for six centuries for a crime he cannot remember. When Leylin awakens, the world he knew is gone. The gods who feared him are dead. The enemies who betrayed him are dust. And the girl who once reached his heart survives only as a fading legend. But one thing endured,the hunger. Leylin walks a world that has forgotten why it feared him…and reminds it. One city at a time.One god at a time.One sin at a time. This is not a hero’s return. This is the rise of something far worse. The Monarch of Sin has come back to finish what the heavens started.

[ ....................... After a major fight with the righteous heavenly alliance sect people, many demonic sect cultivators lost their life. in those there is a cruel, manipulative, and charming successor of demonic cult is there. After death his soul gets transmigrated to Naruto anime's Ninja world. The Naruto - no the demonic cultivator make major changes with the women he interacts creating a very big harem. The fanfiction story has very much similar ending with an exception for the endings of every women. in this story Naruto is the type of guy, he can humiliate others but he don't like to be humiliated, he can take others girls and their moms but he don't like his women to be taken. Explore the world of demonic cultivator in Naruto's body in ninja world making bonds with many Kunoichi and MILFs and becoming strong and finally ruling the whole ninja world. fanfiction consists of: big harem - check romance - check MILFs - check smart mc - check comedy & Satire - check attitude - check [R18 will be there. As now naruto is17 years age, he makes intimate scenes and in 18, there will be s*x scenes, after his marriage there will lot of netori and melon content] - no NTR . . . . Authors note: My patreon : https://www.patreon.com/Doctor_Strange_739 Discord : https://discord.gg/UMFKR7BY PAYPAL.ME LINK: https://paypal.me/midnightparadise69?country.x=IN&locale.x=en_GB I did not appreciate my fans. I did not appreciate my loyal people who read my content even though everything that I have written looked like gibberish. I want to thank you, all the readers. The content that I have written before is more like an AI written with no emotions, even though I did not get interested in even reading my own content. I'm modifying every chapter that I have written by adding human touch, human emotion, my own handwriting rather than asking AI to correct it or write it. Everything from here on will be written by me and there will be a human emotion in everything that you read. I wrote 63 chapters and I deleted every chapter and rewriting it again. My content: you can join my Discord or Patreon or you can pay me through PayPal. Thank you all! Most important thing is Engage. You'll get engaged. That's what I promise. If you feel I'm trustworthy, you can pay me through Patreon or PayPal. Unless you don't feel my trust in us, don't pay me anything. I will write because it's my passion to write. You can pay me if you like my work. That's all that I have to say. I will not force you to pay me; I will not ask you to pay me. It's up to you. If you like, you can; if you don't like, don't. Once again thank you for every loyal fan that I had before and every person who supported me. I will gain my trust again. I will gain the trust of the lost loyal fans. Thanks.

He was an anime nerd with a smart mouth and a dumb death. Now? He’s a baby in a war-hungry ninja village where strength is worshipped and weakness gets you forgotten fast. No bloodline. No cheat. No mercy. But he’s not here to be some background corpse in someone else’s story. With a twisted sense of humor, cold eyes, and a will sharper than any kunai, Arashi Kaito is ready to crawl, bite, and bleed his way up. This isn’t a heartwarming tale. It’s dirty. It’s bloody. It’s funny in a way that makes you feel guilty for laughing. He starts weak. But he never stays down. ................................................................................................... Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto franchise, its characters, world, or any original content created by Masashi Kishimoto. This is a non-profit fanfiction created purely for entertainment purposes. All original characters, interpretations, and story developments not present in canon belong to me.