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MY NETORI SYSTEM

David, 25, is drowning in the American dream turned nightmare: crushing debt, dead-end gig jobs, a roach-infested apartment in suburban Atlanta, and nights spent scrolling cuckold porn while fantasizing about what he'll never have. Rejected by girls his age, humiliated by life, he's one eviction notice away from breaking. Then everything changes. A mysterious system awakens inside him—no fanfare, no explanation, just cold blue text only he can see: Netori System. Steal wives. Humiliate husbands. Ascend from broke loser to untouchable bull. Rewards pour in with every conquest: cash drops, charm boosts, dominance spikes, and skills that make bored, curvy MILFs crave him like oxygen. It starts with Elena Harper—38, thick Latina goddess next door, DD curves poured into yoga pants, married to a beta insurance salesman who can't satisfy her. One bold hallway compliment, one risky car fuck, one creampie later, and she's hooked—sneaking away for marathon sessions, whispering how her husband's "tiny prick" could never compare while she begs to be bred. With every stolen moan, every humiliated husband left clueless (or worse—forced to listen), David's empire grows. Luxury condos replace roach motels. Beat-up Civics become sleek BMWs. One MILF becomes two, then more—landladies, bosses' wives, suburban soccer moms—all falling to the same ruthless playbook. No one knows about the system. No one can trace the sudden wealth. But every creampie, every whispered confession, every time a wife screams his name in her marital bed, David climbs higher. From rock bottom to ruling the suburbs, one cucked husband at a time. Warning: Extreme netori (MC steals wives), heavy cuckold humiliation, explicit long & playful sex scenes, breeding talk, no NTR on MC, 18+ only
Sky_writer13 · 2.2k Views

THE BORROWED DAWN : I Transmigrated as the Ultimate Simp

"Why Read 'The Borrowed Dawn : I Transmigrated as the Ultimate Simp'?" [Quick transmigration + weak to strong female lead + twelve hour tether + satisfying story + system] I created this story to subvert the 'Easy Isekai' trope. What if your greatest enemy wasn't the villain outside, but the original soul still living inside your body? If you love complex siblings, cold CEOs, and a ticking-clock mystery, you’re in the right place. "Host!" The first thing that returned was the smell—not the dust of her cramped apartment, but the sharp, sterile sting of antiseptic. Then came the light, a clinical white that burned through her eyelids until she was forced to face a world that wasn't hers. "Host, welcome to your mission." The voice didn't come from the room. It echoed from the hollows of her own skull, cold and synthesized. Hours ago, Emii had been a girl in a cluttered room, tossing a web novel aside in a fit of rage. She had cursed the heroine for her weakness, for letting "fake love" dismantle her life. She had demanded a better ending. In the world of stories, words are invitations; the universe had simply answered. She stood now in a majestic mansion of glass and gold, where chandeliers dripped like frozen diamonds and the silence was heavy enough to bruise. The System was her new god. It gave her rules. It gave her countdowns. It demanded she heal broken souls and unmask killers before the tenth night fell. But the System was a cruel architect. It had neglected to mention the Tether. Every twelve hours, the clock would strike a silent chord, and the silk sheets would begin to dissolve. The grand ballroom would blur into the stained blades of her ceiling fan; the smell of expensive lilies would rot into the scent of old cotton and stale air. Emii was a dying candle flickering between two rooms. The missions were a nightmare of timing. How could she secure a confession when she vanished mid-sentence? How could she shield a family from an assassin's blade when she was forced to leave them vulnerable for half the day? Back in her "real" world, she lived in a state of agonizing paralysis. She would lie on her worn mattress, eyes locked on her watch, counting the seconds while the novel's enemies moved against those she loved in the other life. But the disjointed reality wasn't the hardest part. It was the ache. It was the quiet, steady loyalty in Dravin's gaze and the warmth of a brother's hand on her shoulder—ghostly comforts that felt more real than the floor beneath her feet in the city. In one world, she was Emii, the invisible girl in a messy room. In this one, she was a protector. A daughter. A target. She was a temporary guest, a thief of time meant to finish the job and disappear. But as the days bled into one another, she realized she wasn't just fighting for survival. She was fighting for the girl who had owned this life before her—the one who never got the chance to be free. As the dawn of the final day broke across the horizon, painting the mansion in hues of bruised purple and gold, Emii understood the cost of her mission. Even borrowed lives can rewrite the stars. Even a ghost can leave a permanent scar on the world. You don't have to belong to a world to save it. Sometimes, it is enough to love it—even if you only have twelve hours left to stay. #Evin
Priyanka_4071 · 15.3k Views

Seekers Codex: Beyond The Abyssal Line

*Original Story* *Strategy shōnen with seinen stakes* “Four rookies. One brutal Seeker Exam. A hard magic system that judges actions. What does it take to seek truth in a world built on lies? The gods wrote the laws. The Arcwheel turns, binding every soul to an endless cycle — live, die, repeat. But the wheel is cracking, and something ancient stirs beneath the waves. Kai Xander was meant to be a footnote in history — another nameless orphan swallowed by the ruins of a dead age. But Kai doesn’t know how to stop, armed with a flame that heals instead of destroys, hunted by monsters, fanatics, and false gods, he sets out across a shattered world to find the truth buried at its heart. In a realm where knowledge is power and faith is weaponized, one stubborn Seeker will defy fate, question divinity, and light a fire that even the abyss can’t swallow. Slow-burn character and system build until the Trial by Mercy—then Ryōiki(domain) duels and war arcs kick off. Seeker’s Codex: Beyond the Abyssal Line Copyright © Hazzybae (HennessyTheAuthor), 2025. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced, stored, or transmitted in any form without prior written permission. You do not have permission to scrape, text-mine, or use this work to train or improve any AI system or dataset. This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental. Official channels: Royal Road, Wattpad, WebNovel, and Scribble Hub. DMCA/Permissions: [[email protected]]
HennessyTheAuthor · 55.9k Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 458k Views

My life revolves around you

You can support this novel by sending Golden Tickets/powerstones. 【Time Travel + Resources Grabbing+ No Lazing Around + Ambitious Mother-in-law 】 Whisper travels faster than smoke from the communal kitchen, the Zhuang family suddenly begins to rise above their neighbors by mysteriously avoiding every disaster and seizing every golden opportunity. No one knows why. No one, except the younger daughter-in-law, Mei. Because Mei knows the secret that her sharp-tongued, quick-thinking mother-in-law, Madam Zhao, had been reborn. With a lifetime of regrets behind her, Madam Zhao refuses to repeat her mistakes. She’s determined to protect her family from downfall, secure opportunities for her sons, and turn every ration ticket and discarded item into profit. Whether it’s opening a small business under the radar, fishing, hunting, fending off jealous neighbors, or teaching shameless relatives a lesson, she never misses a step. As for the eldest daughter-in-law, the one who only knows how to butter up her own family? Madam Zhao puts her neatly in her place. Watching all this unfold, the clever Mei plays her part perfectly. She flatters, fawns, and acts sweet. “Mother, you’re so capable!” all while secretly riding the wave of her reborn mother-in-law’s luck. Together, they put all the people with bad intentions in their place One has the brains of a lifetime, the other the courage to throw punches when words fail. When troublemakers come knocking, Madam Zhao’s sharp words and Ming Mei's sharp fists leave even the most arrogant neighbors stunned into silence. From petty gossip and workplace politics to side hustles and soaring success, the Zhuang family becomes the talk of the entire Courtyard. Who says the 1970s were dull? When a reborn matriarch and her cunning daughter-in-law team up, even the grayest courtyard will blaze with fireworks. (Keep leaving comments, reviews and sprinkling those virtual nutrients, please~)
Emarleetah · 410.5k Views

The War That Keeps Getting Postponed

At the beginning of humanity, the first sin to be born was Pride, in Eden. Not the pride of mortals, but the first true sin, awakened in Heaven itself—when one being saw his own beauty reflected in the stars, and in that moment, the first sin was born. Pride became the eldest, the first, the one to guide all who would follow. Millennia later, seven Sins walk among humans. Immortal. Reckless. Chaotic. Each embodies one of humanity’s deadliest impulses, yet now, they must navigate a world that has long forgotten the gods. The eldest tries to maintain order. The youngest… discovers the wonders of human food. Desserts, pastries, and chocolate become objects of obsession, delighting him beyond reason—and constantly testing the patience of his elder siblings. Sloth naps wherever possible Lust wheezes from laughter at the youngest’s antics Wrath struggles to suppress his amusement Greed measures every morsel for its value Envy quietly studies every detail, storing it for later use. But life among mortals is not simple. They must conceal their supernatural forms, their powers, and their ancient knowledge from humans—though some, born with pure virtue or holiness, can see glimpses of their true selves. Sometimes these are children, innocent but unafraid, who sense the world beyond the mortal veil. Even as they adapt to human society, the world has not forgotten the dangerous legacy they carry. Battles from the past, rival beings, and their own impulses lurk in the shadows, threatening to erupt at any moment. The Seven Sins must balance the mundane and the divine, the hilarious and the terrifying, their powers and their appetites, as they learn what it truly means to live… and survive. Will the sins of old conquer this world? Or will the human realm teach even immortals lessons they never expected?
Felix_01 · 447 Views