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My Milf Conqueror System

I’ve always been invisible. Just another face in the crowd. The kind of guy who gets overlooked, dismissed, and forgotten. And she? The woman I’ve always had a crush on? She doesn’t even know I exist. To her, I’m just the guy who picks up her coffee at the café, the guy who runs errands, the guy who’s nowhere near her league. But then, everything changed. One day, out of nowhere, I’m granted a system. A tool that promises to transform my life. [Ding! New Mission: Seduce and Conquer a MILF – Reward: $10,000 + Charisma Skill Unlock] A MILF? I had no idea what I was getting into. But when I started, it was clear: the game wasn’t just about women. It was about power. The system gave me everything I needed to start my ascent: confidence, charm, skills, and soon, I was stepping into the world of the rich, the influential, the women I once only dreamed about. With every conquest, I get closer to something bigger: wealth, status, connections. Each MILF I win over not only elevates my life but also unlocks new opportunities, new tasks, and new challenges. [Ding! New Mission: Win Over the Wealthiest MILF in Town – Target: A CEO of a Multi-Billion Dollar Corporation] The rewards are insane. The women? Gorgeous, powerful, and oh so willing. But the deeper I dive, the more I realize the stakes. The wealthier the MILF, the more dangerous the game. I’ll use my new skills to rise higher, becoming a man of influence and power. A force that can’t be ignored. From one conquest to the next, I’ll build my empire of women and riches. Money, women, power- nothing will stand in my way. Not even the world that once looked down on me. [Ding! New Mission: Secure an Elite Position in a Fortune 500 Company – Reward: Unlock Elite Social Status + Advanced Influence Abilities] They thought I was a nobody. Now, I’m the man they’ll never be able to forget.
TimothyRose · 1k Views

Bound by Blood: The General Who Burned The World

“I killed for you. I would die for you — even if it’s your blade at my throat.” **** Ten years ago, the Rystone kingdom’s recruits Haruki and Daikiro, feared street fighters, were brothers-in-arms, bound by a vow to live and die together. When Rystone joined the other thirteen ruling kingdoms of the Sondra realm in a war against Craenia, a kingdom that mercilessly erased weaker nations, every able-bodied warrior joined in. However, on the last night of the great war, Haruki watched his brother disappear beneath fire and rubble at the hands of the Sondra alliance chief general, who had deemed them too dangerous together. Haruki survived, but only as a monster fueled by grief. Determined to avenge his brother’s death, Haruki rose through the ranks as a feared general, burning through the Sondra kingdoms he had once defended with his life. To him, they were an offering to his brother’s ghost, before he joined him. But Daikiro lived. — — — Handed over unconscious to the Craenia king by the Sondra alliance chief, Daikiro was subjected to intense torture and his mind broken. Remade into Craenia’s hidden weapon, he was only ever unleashed against their strongest enemies. As a reward, the Craenia king granted him one memory: the brother who abandoned and betrayed him for the rank of general. Fate brings them together on Haruki’s final battlefield. Haruki fights to erase the last army he believes caused his brother’s meaningless death. Daikiro fights to eliminate the man he was told abandoned him for rank. Until memory fragments surface through the clash of steel and the cruel truth bleeds through the lies, leaving the brothers with an unspoken choice: Salvation or doom.
M0GWEDH1 · 1.1k Views

The Quietest Knife

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.
dr_ban99 · 154.9k 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 · 3.2k Views

A Shotgun Wedding with the Mafia Don

Amelia Clarke might have been the curvy, nerdy girl who was constantly bullied and mocked by everyone, but she still won the heart of the Quarterback King. Oliver Lambert. But her happily ever after came to an end too soon. After four years of keeping their love affair a secret, she finally discovered that Oliver was not the man she thought he was. It turned out that he was the heir of the Morton Group and the next Mafia Don. Moreover, he was already engaged to a famous heiress. Now, Oliver’s father, the current Mafia Don, wanted her out of the picture. And he would do anything to finish the job. Leave Oliver, or he would make her and her family’s lives miserable. Give up the custody of her child, or the child would not see the light of day. Amelia tried to seek Oliver’s help, but the misunderstanding between them, plus Maximus manipulations, had already caused irreparable damage to their relationship. Left desperate and with no other option, she tried to run away with her family so she could protect her child. But the accident happened, taking the lives of her parents and unborn child. But was it really an accident? Left with nothing but a broken heart, she moved away. What started with love eventually turned to hate. What was once a promise of forever became a hunger for revenge. For six years, she lived with only one thing on her mind. To make her ex and his family pay. Motivated by vengeance, she returned as a completely different person. Amelia Clarke was dead. The chubby nerd was no more. In her place, Sophia Maddison was born. A famous supermodel and a promising entrepreneur. Her first agenda. Infiltrate the Morton’s business. Seduce the new Mafia Don. Oliver Morton. Marry him. Then, take everything that mattered to him. His business, his family, and even his child. *** [Warning: Mature steamy content, moderate violence, and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.
bishop1275 · 2.3k Views