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​OFFICIAL CONTENT ADVISORY ​ATTENTION: Clause 4: Total Submission is a high-intensity Dark Romance that contains graphic themes and psychological dynamics that may be triggering or offensive to some readers. DISCLAIMER: The actions and behaviors depicted in this fictional work are for narrative purposes only and do not reflect the author's real-world views on healthy relationships. This is a work of fiction intended for MATURE ADULTS (18+) who understand the tropes of the Dark Romance genre. "I don't pay for your consent, Sloane. I pay for your silence." ​Vane Sterling is a god of ruin. In the glass-and-steel cathedral of Sterling-Vance, he doesn’t just trade stocks; he trades souls. He is a man who finds "unearned hope" offensive and views human emotion as a market volatility that must be liquidated. ​Sloane is his most efficient asset. She is the ghost in his machine, the woman who kneels in the shadows of his mahogany altar while he destroys empires over the speakerphone. ​She isn't there for the paycheck. She is there because Vane Sterling owns the machines that keep her mother’s heart beating. Every breath her mother takes is a line item on Vane’s ledger—a debt that Sloane can only pay in compliance. ​The Terms of the Audit: •​The Body: A vessel for his stress. Total physical regulatory access, at his discretion, without exception. •​The Mind: Complete compartmentalization. To feel is to breach. To cry is to fail. ​•The Penalty: Every second of hesitation adds an hour to her term. Every flinch adds a day. ​With twenty-seven days left until her "freedom," Vane has decided that the contract is too lenient. He doesn't just want her service anymore; he wants to see the exact moment her spirit breaks. He wants to hunt the woman behind the mask and watch her realize that even when the twenty-seven days are over... ​He will never let his favorite plaything go. ​“You think you’re counting down the days to your escape, Sloane. But you aren’t running toward the exit. You’re just running deeper into the cage.” Reader Discretion is Strongly Advised. If you are looking for a traditional "sweet" romance, this is not the book for you. If you enjoy the thrill of the storm, welcome to the sixty-first floor.

[Warning 18+ Hentai Novel] After his parents move overseas for work, Haruto, a 19-year-old boy, is sent to live with his grandfather in a quiet rural village of Japan. Far away from the city’s noise, he expects a boring, lonely life surrounded by rice fields and temples. But the countryside holds secrets—behind the modest smiles of the villagers are girls who burn with unspoken desire. From the widow next door who bathes naked by the river, to the shy schoolgirl working at the family inn, to the shrine maiden with a hidden craving for cock—Haruto’s arrival stirs a wave of lust in this quiet place. Soon, he finds himself entangled in nights of steamy encounters, sucking and licking pussy under the moonlight, feeling warm tits pressed against him, getting blowjobs in hidden barns, and filling tight, dripping cunts with his cock until they overflow. For Haruto, the countryside isn’t peaceful at all—it’s a paradise of naked bodies, moans echoing through the fields, and endless forbidden pleasure.

Control is power. Trust is weakness. Love is the only thing he cannot calculate. Adrian Vale does not believe in love. Once, he did. Once, he trusted. And it nearly destroyed him. Now he rules his world with precision, controlled, unreadable, untouchable. The city watches him with fascination and fear, unsure whether he is a genius, a monster, or something in between. He does not care. Power is cleaner than emotion. Control is safer than devotion. Elena Rossi has no interest in powerful men or dangerous reputations. She has built her life carefully, quietly, away from chaos. Her world is practical, structured, hers. They are not drawn together by destiny. Not by obsession. Not by instant attraction. Just circumstance. Just proximity. Just timing. But predators are patient. And walls, no matter how strong, were never meant to stand forever.

Trust me, this is not your regular repititive smut romance; When Benjamin Mark dies a lonely virgin after a lifetime of work and illness, mischievous gods grant him a steamy second chance in the fantasy world of Elyndor. Reborn with a handsome new body, infinite stamina, and a cheeky System designed to help him “enjoy life,” Benjamin stumbles into the hidden paradise of Verdant Spire—an ancient forest enclave inhabited solely by fierce, voluptuous Amazon warriors. These proud women, who normally venture out only to seek temporary mates, have never allowed a man to live among them… until now. Rescued and claimed by the passionate scout Sara, Benjamin quickly discovers that his arrival is seen as a divine gift. With the System unlocking tantalizing new abilities with every intimate encounter, he becomes the cherished center of an eager, all-female tribe—from attentive warriors to the commanding Queen herself. In a village where strength, beauty, and desire rule, one reincarnated man is about to fulfill every unspoken regret of his past life… one breathless night at a time. A sinful isekai harem fantasy of reincarnation, endless stamina, and the ultimate male wish-fulfillment.

Saya has a special arrangement with a dragon. She gets tied to rocks. He gets the gold. They scam villages with fake sacrifices, overcooked rituals, and a convincing act of “damsel in distress.” She’s no maiden — just a fast-talking harlot with sharp instincts, flexible morals, and a talent for moaning on cue. He’s no terrifying beast — just a very old, very gay, very arthritic lizard with a hoard, a temper, and joint pain from shapeshifting too much in the bygone ages. It’s all going swimmingly until heroes start showing up. Cults get nosy. Other dragons get ideas. And Saya begins to wonder what exactly she's doing in a world where virtue gets sacrificed and livestock counts as treasure. A sword-and-sandals fantasy with scams, sarcasm, sensuality, and sheep.

In his last life, Alex was a forgotten 25-year-old virgin loser who jumped off a skyscraper just to feel something. Death didn’t end him — it upgraded him. Reborn as Alexei, the crippled, half-dead orphan of a ruined clan, he wakes up in a filthy straw hut knowing he’ll be sold as slave meat at dawn. Legs useless. Body broken. Cock limp. Future: three copper coins and a quick death in a mine. Then the interface appears. **【Harem Emperor System – Activated】** **Pleasure is power. Pussy is cultivation. Every creampie is a level-up.** The first gift hits like a drug: **Charm Aura** — turning any woman within ten meters into a dripping, nipple-hard, thigh-clenching mess who can’t think straight. The first quest is brutally simple: **Form your First Bond** → Fuck a woman raw. → Pump your thick load deep into her womb. → Make her scream, squirt and swear eternal loyalty while her cunt milks every drop. Reward: Cripple status erased. +500 Pure Yang Qi. First permanent harem slot. And a body that can now fuck for days without tiring. Enter Lila — the fiery redhead maid who’s supposed to bring him slop and insults. One look at him and her cheap dress clings to suddenly rock-hard nipples. Her thighs squeeze together as hot slickness soaks her panties. She hates him. She wants to slap him. She ends up straddling him anyway. What follows is pure filth: Her full tits bouncing free. Her tight virgin cunt stretched wide around his newly massive cock. Reverse cowgirl ass clapping while she begs “harder, you worthless bastard”. Deep, womb-punishing thrusts that make her squirt rivers onto the straw. A final, roaring creampie that floods her insides until cum leaks out in thick white streams — triggering the system chime and instantly healing his broken body. One load. One bond. One slut added to the harem. From that moment, Alex knows the truth: In this world, strength isn’t earned through meditation or pills. It’s earned by pinning beautiful women down, splitting their dripping holes open, and pumping them full until their bellies swell with his Qi-infused seed. Every new conquest makes him stronger. Every screaming orgasm unlocks new skills. Every womb he claims brings him closer to godhood. The village bully who laughed at him? The arrogant young masters of the sect? The ice-cold saintesses and demon queens who think they’re untouchable? They’ll all learn the same lesson: Kneel. Spread. Beg. Because the crippled trash they mocked… is now the man who will fuck the heavens themselves into submission.

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 fo do anything. So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you Elias Crosse. 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. 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. 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.

[Be warned fellow Daoist, you are in an unsafe zone, where boneage below the 18, shall not head on. If your Dao Heart is weak, turn around and leave. ] [Not a typical villain novel + No pure wish fulfillment + Highly cinematic action + No chasing woman but other way around i.e Women chasing Mc ] *** Wang Tianmo gets reincarnated into the body of a trash, simp, beta villain—who would hand over all his resources to the heroine, only for her to choose the chosen son of density and leave him, causing his inner demon to take over. However, the Current Tianmo, now equipped with a mysterious system that has gained ego after READING stories i.e became a profound reader, and multiple blessings, is now on the hunt for protagonists. What's more, he literally has infinite wealth and unlimited resources provided by the system. However, what do you mean by heaven isn't a passive player but an active player?! Heaven actively plays the role of strengthening the protagonist and protects them!?... Damn, plot armor can't be that necessary, can it?! Saving those chosen ones no matter what?! What kind of concept is this?! Just because someone changed their destiny, heaven sent a backup?! Holy shit. ** Note: Killing protagonists will be a little hard. Mc is Evil as he will actively hunt all peerless treasure and in the process, he will wipe out clans, families, bloodlines, sects, etc. This isn't outright omnipotent Mc... Mc has a special ability which allows him to steal the abilities of the protagonist after beating them senseless or killing them, so, after a long run, he will have multiple cheats and systems function—100X rebate, Auto-cultivation, world hopping, clan building benefits, family building benefits, etc. ( basically all the combined cheats ) It is a strong to very strong realm quickly based on age setting but not the world setting. Don't be disappointed by an early loss, because, how can a new cultivator fight against nascent souls realm cultivators that have lived for 3000 years? .. In short, Mc gets all the cheats and systems as you can imagine by beating the protagonists but beating them is hard. Special note: Highly Evil Mc. ( not justifying any killing. Mc actively has an "Innate talent farm" where he breeds hundreds of women just so, they could produce children with peerless innate gifts that Mc would steal. Yes. Mc will kill his own children for innate treasures like Supreme Bones, bloodlines, Innate Intents, etc ) this is done by exploiting the "family blessing system" of typical xiuxian, xianxia novels where Mc's child have high chance of producing talented offspring. But that doesn't mean Mc won't have kids. Just read to find out. .. This is also a slow-paced novel but I can guarantee profound smut. The majesty of Dual cultivation shall shake the nine heavens and even corrupt the powerful saint, with a mere chant. Here are tags: Eastern ( mostly Asian concept), Xiuxian, Xianxia, Xuanhuan, Slow pace, Dual cultivation, Clan building, sect building, family building, complex family relationship-mc kills his own beother, Smart characters, Manipulative characters, decent female leads, smart female leads, Green-tea female leads, NETORI, smart side characters, Talented MC, multiple cheats, protagonist-hunting, Multiple worlds, magic, cultivation, world traveling, best taming, female lead taming, Cold Mc, Manipulative Mc, Villainious Mc, Evil Mc, No-love at first sight, slow burn feelings, Highly Cultured Dual Cultivation, early pregnancy (I mean why not?). No Yuri, No Netorare. Fully Cultural. Peak. GOATed. Unfiltered. Discord: https://discord.gg/ET9PCUKsUq ( Highly uncensored images on Discord. )

Zhang Fei was the second son of a wealthy family, and his family loved him except for one person. His big brother, Zhang He, was always jealous and envious of him. One day, Zhang He colluded with Zhang Fei's girlfriend, who was a greedy woman by nature. They drugged him and framed him, which got him kicked out of their family. Fortunately, Zhang Fei had a kind maternal grandmother, and she always believed him. Since then, he has lived with his grandmother and started a new life as an abandoned child. Two years after that incident, a little girl who fell from the sky changed Zhang Fei's life forever. She caused him to die for a few moments, but her guardian revived him, and she gave him two apology gifts that completely changed his life. From that day on, Zhang Fei lived a completely new life with his three different identities: human, demon, and fox beast. Tags : #R18?? #Dual_Cultivation #Romance #System #No_Netorare #Milf #Yuri (Threesome or more only) #Illicit #Harem #Multiple_Worlds #Multiple_Races

In the world of One Piece, East Blue, Coco Yasi Village. Sitting on the beach, gazing at the calm and peaceful sea, I stared blankly at the small stone floating in the palm of my hand, feeling a bit lost and confused. "This is Coco Yasi Village... Isn't that Nami's village? So my first target is Nami." (There's also the Fishman Arlong, who's a big problem. Better head into the village first to gather some information.) I tossed the stone away, figured out the direction, and started walking toward the village. This story has 60 lengthy chapters. This is a translational story.

“Oh, gods! You’re alive!” The voice was faint, far away, but Jaime recognized it as he would recognize no other. Tyrion. It was Tyrion. Had Tyrion died too? The acrid sting of tears pricked the backs of Jaime’s eyes at the thought that his little brother had died right along with him and Cersei. Tyrion had always been the best of them. If anyone had deserved to live, it was Tyrion. Jaime wished there was something he could do to save his little brother, but he knew it was already too late. There was nothing either of them could do now. Clackety, clackety, clack. The sound of bricks hitting stone grew faster, more frenzied, more urgent. Jaime tried to draw in another breath, and thankfully, this time, he didn’t choke on it. “Stay calm.” Tyrion’s voice sounded closer this time. “I’m going to get you out of there. Stay with me, Jaime. Please.” If you want to support, visit my patreon page, you will get advance chapters and early access to exclusive contents https://patreon.com/AureliaBlackwood

[WARNING:FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY] This is the story of how I made my own harem with the help of my step-sister. Anyway read 3 chapters yourself than decide yourself, if you wanna go further!! ................................. Discord: https://discord.gg/GcsXh8XM6c Kofi (for 30-35+advance chaps) https://ko-fi.com/unluckyguyfr Patreon: patreon.com/UnluckyGod

POV story written in first person about a guy with fair skin and grey eyes, Bodyno, having an impossibly massove 2-foot-long and 5-inch-thick cock, and exudes absolute dominance. He has been sexually dominating his entire family, of their own will of course, since he was only nine years old. His first conguest was his own grandmother on his father's side then the one on his mother's side, since both would always allow him to do as he pleases.

Ted Cruz, a US Ranger, died on the battlefield only to find himself in the World of an Anime he watched as a teen. Blessed with a system that rewarded him for bedding female ninjas. How will the world handle a man who has no problem with getting down and dirty for power? This fanfic contains a substantial amount of smut, and when I say significant, it's the only way the MC can become stronger. So if a lot of smut isn't your thing, then I don't think this fanfic will be for you. Oh, and it will have taboo smut content. Giving you a heads up.

** No NTR { Only Netori }** **Explicit Content Warning +18** **Dark fantasy+SMUT** —————————————— Caught masturbating in glorious 4K, a perverted teenager is sentenced to the basement as punishment. Only to be murdered by a book that never asked permission. Death was supposed to be the end. Instead he awakens as Daniel Dikson. An eighteen years old, dirt-poor guy, son of a broke farmer and Marnie, his stepmother. The kind of stepmother wet dreams are built from. Yet what truly terrified him was the book itself. It had crossed death with him, and now lay quietly at his side, patiently waiting for his touch once more. “Wait… this book wants me to draw a ritual diagram, place the book in the center, and chant some eldritch bullshit to seal the deal?” “Veiliquandè mikora jim bos ariqueisà…” One forbidden ritual later, a demon found its vessel, purring promises of limitless power. Every milf he claims, every moan he steals from their bodies will increase his power. From the village’s weakest to a ruthless conqueror Daniel rises through blood, sweat and bedroom sheets. But in this brutal world of scheming nobles, wild beasts, and forbidden lusts, will Daniel survive?

A lustful Scum dies while jerking and gets reborn as Johnny Sins in the world of movies.

When love is shattered by misunderstanding, hearts can break in ways that take years to heal. Five years ago, Seo Ah-rin and Kim Joon-woo parted ways, their love buried under shadows of regret and unspoken truths. Now, fate forces them to face each other again—older, changed, and carrying the scars of the past. But is this reunion simply a twist of destiny, or a chance for their hearts to find what they lost? In a world of secrets, obsession, and second chances, can two hearts torn apart learn to trust, love, and forgive once more—or will the shadows of the past claim them forever?

Hanahaki is believed to be an illness caused by unrequited love. Flowers will grow, their roots embedding themselves firmly into the host's heart, causing the sufferer to constantly vomit petals, endure agonizing pain, and experience suffocating shortness of breath. At first, Jiang Tai Lin thought the disease was nothing more than a myth she often read about in dramatic romance novels. She was a logical thinker who didn't believe in such nonsensical things. Not until she experienced it herself. She even uncovered the grim truth: Hanahaki doesn't just sprout from unrequited love. Rather, it blooms when someone loves someone who hates them in return. The disease would only worsen over time, until the moment the person she loved asked her to die, at which point, there would be no choice but to embrace death. ••• Tai Lin's voice hitched as she struggled to draw her final breath, forcing himself to record a voice note for Fan Gui. Tai Lin: "Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted, senior?" ••• The Year 2009 Fan Gui gazed at his hands, his expression strained. "Could it be ... that I've actually returned to the past?"

Trapped in a monastery of breathtaking nuns, Charles recognizes them from Witch Monastery—they’re monsters in saintly disguises, hungry for his flesh.