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[Warning: Extreme Mature Content that includes dark themes present — 21+] {Tags: 18+, Smut, Harem, Genius MC, Exciting Action, Bloodpumping fights, Netori, Incest,System + Detailed world-building, Intriguing character developments, High-stakes progression, Dark fantasy, mother+son, sister+ brother, Monster-girl?} Transmigrated into a world consumed by curse energy and monstrous abominations, Aristarkh should have died. Instead, he awakens the Binding System, a power that links his fate to others. Every time those bound to him grow stronger, he receives the rewards multiplied. With each bond, his power surges. With each victory, the world takes notice. But the deeper he climbs, the more dangerous the curses become, and the more his relationships blur the line between desire and survival. What to expect: The novel is a perfect blend of smut and fantasy. … Every 100 powerstones by the end of the week equals an extra chapter.

BOOK TWO OF THE HAMILTON SERIES WARNING: A Regency Era novel. Adult content with detailed smut…Read at you own risk⚠️⛔️ Genre: Historical Romance / Smut / Enemies-to-Lovers / Mystery / Comedy / Found family [Book Two of the Hamilton Series. Can be read as a standalone, but better enjoyed after Lady Ines’ Scandalous Hobby.] To the world, Duke Rowan Hamilton is the perfect gentleman. But in the bedroom, he is a man possessed. Rowan Hamilton has it all: a Ducal title, the face of a fallen angel, and a smile that makes debutantes faint. He is the "Golden Duke"—charming, responsible, and utterly adored by society. But it’s all a lie. Beneath the coats and polite manners, Rowan is a man haunted by a ghost. For three years, he has remained faithful to the memory of a masked woman who stole a kiss, bested him at a game of chance, and vanished into the night. He doesn't want any one as his wife; he wants her. When his domineering aunt tires of his bachelorhood, she hires London’s most notorious underground matchmaker to force the issue. Enter Miss Delaney Kingsley. She is sharp-tongued, infuriatingly competent, and entirely unimpressed by his title. Her mission? To drag Rowan to the altar with the season’s "Diamond," Lady Celine, within three months to collect the juicy payment Rowan’s aunt had to offer. Rowan intends to fire the meddlesome woman. But when Delaney looks at him with those hazel, intelligent eyes and orders him around like a young lad, he feels the first spark of life he’s felt in years. He decides to play her game. He will let her find him a wife. But he has no intention of choosing anyone even Lady Celine. "You were hired to find me a Duchess, Miss Kingsley. But the only person I want in my duchy and in my bed... is you." As mysteries turn into forbidden nights and the bickering turns into scorching passion, Rowan begins to suspect that his matchmaker is hiding a secret of her own. She moves like a shadow, handles a rifle like a soldier, and tastes exactly like the ghost he’s been hunting for three years. What to Expect: * High Stake Mystery: They try to untangle themselves from the Farrington’s trap. * The Golden Retriever Duke: Who turns into a possessive Alpha behind closed doors. * The Matchmaker Trope: She’s trying to marry him off; he’s trying to take her clothes off. * High Heat: Slow burn that explodes into intense smut. * Competence Kink: He falls harder every time she bosses him around. * Cameos: Featuring the chaotic domestic life of Duchess Ines and Duke Carcel (and their baby Harry!). Excerpt: "Your Grace, please focus," Delaney snapped, adjusting his cravat with efficient, gloved hands. "Lady Celine is waiting in the ballroom. You must look at her as if she is the only woman in the world." Rowan caught her wrist, stopping her movements. He stepped into her space, backing her against the heavy oak door of the study, his "Golden Boy" mask slipping to reveal the hunger beneath. "And how, exactly, does one do that, Miss Kingsley?" he whispered, his voice rough. "Show me." "I—I cannot show you, It I s not in my place to—" "Then teach me," he growled, lowering his head until his lips brushed the sensitive skin of her neck. "Teach me how to pretend I am not burning alive every time you walk into a room."

In the shadowed halls of the Velistra estate, Ivy Richardson was born a mistake. The unwanted half-breed daughter of Lord Lucas, she grew up under cruelty and silence, while her siblings basked in power and favor. Her father buried the truth of her mother’s fate behind lies and violence, claiming she had run away with a human. The real story was far darker. On the night of the second full moon, beneath ancient trees heavy with ritual magic, Ivy believed she had been offered escape by the only person who had ever shown her kindness — her stepmother, Seraphina. What Ivy never realized was how deeply Seraphina had become obsessed with her. Those gentle touches and lingering gazes hid something far more dangerous. Instead of freedom, Ivy was tricked into a blood ritual, bound forever to Nicholas Vault, the most feared vampire in the Northeast. Now the wrong bride stands claimed. Old powers stir in her veins. And Seraphina’s obsession is only beginning.

“I will break you,” Kael swore, his dark eyes locking onto mine. “And when I do, you will beg for me.” My gaze dropped to the ground, fear tightening my chest while my fists slowly clenched. His fingers tucked my hair behind my ears before he leaned closer, his breath brushing against my skin. “You are a slave here,” he whispered. “Once I am done with you, my brothers will have their turn.” My body went stiff. He said it like he meant it. “And the best part?” His voice turned colder. “You will enjoy every second of it and beg for more.” ⸻ Right before the truck hit her, after seeing her fiancé cheating on her, Tori Hale begged for a second chance. She got one but it was not the life she remembered. Instead, she woke in a brutal world ruled by the powerful Blackthorne brothers, where survival is decided through deadly games and only the strongest girls escape alive. Forty girls were selected and they were all seen as slaves. And Kael Blackthorne had already decided one thing the moment he set eyes on her. She was different. His desire for her was clear and she soon realized the other brothers were watching her too. They all wanted her in one way or another. And Kael would either break her or break her! There was no other option.

Getting shoved into a horde of zombies by a group of spineless survivors was not how Hana expected to die. Then again, neither was dying as the most notorious villainess among them—the kind who used people without hesitation and discarded them just as easily. An unflashy, pathetic end. She deserved it… didn’t she? But the universe wasn’t done with her yet. Hana wakes up in a completely different world with a system notification she can’t ignore: Karma Points: -1,250,000 To survive past one month, she must bring it back to zero. No shortcuts. No cheats. No killing. Just… being a ‘good’ person. “…You’ve got to be kidding me.” As if that wasn’t bad enough, during her quests, she keeps picking up strays—dangerous, powerful, clingy strays. “Hana, you need to pay attention to me today.” The dragon beastman murmured, crowding into her space. “No way, Hana promised to cuddle me,” the nine-tailed fox added sweetly, offering her a flower. “What nonsense? Hana said she would fly with me,” the falcon beastman cut in, wings twitching. “You’re all delusional.” The snow leopard beastman scoffed, tail flicking lazily. “Hana already made plans with me.” Hana this, Hana that, Hana blah, blah and blah! Hana pinched the bridge of her nose, exasperated. Saving her karma might be possible. But surviving them? That might be the real challenge. And the system was definitely not helping.

Aria Morgan has spent six years hiding the truth: she's an Omega, the rarest and most desired wolf in existence. In a world where Omegas are hunted, claimed, and controlled by powerful Alphas, she's used illegal suppressants to pass as a common wolf, working quietly as a healer's assistant and dreaming of nothing more than staying invisible. But when her suppressants fail at the largest inter-pack gathering in a decade, her secret detonates in front of two hundred wolves, including the most dangerous Alpha of them all. Kael Thorne, the ruthless Alpha King of the Northern Territories, has built his empire on control. He's never found his fated mate, never let desire cloud his judgment, never lost command of his wolf. Until Aria's heat hits the banquet hall like a bomb, and suddenly every unmated male in the room is ready to kill for her, including him. The law is clear: an Omega in heat will die without an Alpha to see her through it. Kael makes her an offer that's more threat than mercy. Seven days. His bed. His protection. Purely physical. Then she walks away and they both forget it ever happened. But some bonds can't be broken with distance. Some addictions can't be satisfied with logic. And when an Omega and an Alpha King create a scent bond powerful enough to shake kingdoms, forgetting becomes impossible. Now Aria's heats keep coming. Kael's ruts are triggered by her scent alone. And enemies are circling, ready to capture the unclaimed Omega who could make or destroy the most powerful wolf alive. He swore it was temporary. She promised herself she wouldn't fall. Stay tuned to find out how it unravels

NSFW warning : This fanfic has many lemon scenes.....I've already warned you, so don't blame me for this. ________________ Synopsis Allen is a man who has just died—only to find that death is not the end of his story. Instead of fading into nothingness, he awakens before a goddess who boldly declares that she wants him to become her husband. There’s just one problem: this goddess is a little… unhinged. Deeply in love and overwhelmingly possessive, she sends Allen traveling across countless worlds, encouraging him to build a harem along the way. Caught between divine affection, absurd adventures, and a growing number of extraordinary women, Allen’s new life becomes a chaotic journey of romance, comedy, and interdimensional escapades—guided by a goddess whose love knows no limits. ........... this is original fanfic

The mad vampire has broken countless humans. He never expected one to break him back. Hiln never meant to catch a vampire lord's attention. Disguised as a servant, and working in the shadows of a castle filled with monsters, all she wanted was to survive long enough to save her dying father. It almost works, until she is discovered by none other than the one Lord no one dares to cross. But Hiln is more than she appears. And when he pushes her to the edge of despair, an ancient force in her veins chains the most feared vampire in the realm to her will. Now he is bound to her, and the craving he feels for her blood, her body, and the woman who should be his victim, is slowly driving him mad. In a world built on power and cruelty, two enemies are about to discover that the line between hatred and desire is thin. She was supposed to be his prey. Instead, she became his obsession. More tags include: #grovellingML #obsessedML #yearningML #agegap #powercouple #fantasy #psychological #horror #adventure #magic #smut #darkromance Discord Server: https://discord.gg/mcnv69zPv

Warning {Mature Content} Elaine has spent her life being the responsible one. The one who steps in when things are about to fall apart. So when her grandfather arranges a marriage for her younger cousin Ivy to Zane Whitmore a billionaire CEO with a dangerous reputation Elaine does what she has always done. She takes the burden on herself. What begins as a lie meant to protect Ivy quickly turns into a contract Elaine never meant to sign. Zane Whitmore is cold, controlled, and ruthless in both business and life. He doesn’t believe in love, only leverage. When he meets Elaine, he recognizes something he rarely encounters: a woman willing to stand her ground even when she’s afraid. Their agreement is simple. A marriage on paper. Mutual benefit. No emotions involved. As they are pulled deeper into each other’s lives, secrets begin to surface old betrayals, family conflicts, and a past that ties Zane to Elaine’s brother in ways no one is willing to talk about. The lines between obligation and desire blur, and what started as a sacrifice turns into something neither of them can control. In a world where power dictates everything and trust comes at a cost, Elaine must decide if she’s willing to gamble her heart on a man who could destroy her. A story of contract marriage, buried history, and a love born out of defiance rather than choice. (Mature content) Zane’s lips crush to mine, hungrily tasting my mouth and sucking my tongue into his. He moves lower, nipping at my neck, then my boobs, enveloping his lips around a pink nipple. I sigh in pleasure, my hands sliding into his hair and gripping hard as he bites down and then slips his mouth lower. And lower…….. My eyes fly open as he shoves my dress up to my waist and pulls my panties to the side. Suddenly, his mouth dives between my thighs, and when I feel his tongue drag up my slit, it’s like an electrical shock and my eyes roll back behind my head. Holy! FUCK!!.

[Epic Fantasy]+[Civilization Building]+[Racial Wars]+ [Gods]+[God Slayer]+[Thousands of Races]+[WeakToStrong]+[OP MC]+ [Unique Power System]+[Exciting Storyline]+[No Sharing]+[No Yuri]+[Optional Smut] After dying while gooing for 20 straight hours, he unexpectedly (or expectedly) wakes up in a primitive world, where humanity is still in the tribal era, and lives as Hunter and Gatherer, barely surviving from prehistoric beasts. But in this savage land, one thing was missing. ​Here, the concept of pleasure is nonexistent. Sex is nothing more than a cold, mechanical duty performed in silence, purely for the sake of survival. There is no passion. No blushing. No gasps of ecstasy. ​Until him. ​He awakens with a chaotic, forbidden gift: The Power of Free Use. ​With a single thought, he can shatter their biological conditioning. He can command the absolute sexual surrender of any woman he sets his eyes on, rewriting their reality. ​So, naturally, he doesn't hesitate. He embarks on a crusade to corrupt this innocent world. ​No woman is off-limits. ​From the sultry, unspoken curves of his own Aunt, to the voluptuous Milf next door who never understood her own heat. From the untouched, pristine Healers, to the fierce Huntresses who need to be tamed. ​Even the highest authorities aren’t safe. The Village Chief’s proud wife… and her sheltered daughter? They are just waiting to be broken in. ​In a world that knows only survival, he is about to teach them the true meaning of pleasure But... is this world really that simple? And is this Free Use really just limited to women or it's just a trailer? As he delved deeper into this world of unlimited wonders, he uncovers a stunning revelation: the world he inhabits that is several times bigger than our earth, is nothing but a tiny island, a mere speck in a vast, sprawling expense of millions of other much bigger islands, let alone those magical continents. A savage realm where creation hasn’t yet decided what should live and what should die. Here, the skies are split by dragons before dragons had names, and the ground trembles under titans older than the concept of gods. This world is not your fairy tale… In this world walked the *firsts*… the original templates, the prototypes of every species that would one day populate the multiverse. Inhabited by the primordial and most powerful forms of every race and species imaginable: There are Primordial Elves, tall and unblemished, their bloodlines so pure that later generations look like cheap knockoffs. There are Elemental Lords, beings of living fire, storm, and stone… the kind of creatures that didn’t “control” nature but were nature. Mountains walked, rivers spoke, and the wind itself had moods. The skies are home to Mythical Beasts… creatures out of nightmares and dreams, some so vast they blotted out the sun when they moved.... creatures that would shrink into legends elsewhere, but here, they still rule And somewhere, above it all, were the Gods. Not the pretty, moralized ones from scripture. These are the originals… raw concepts given flesh and ego. Divinity here wasn’t worshipped… it was survived. Everything in this world is either a predator, a prey, or both. A truly savage world where survival is not a right but a miracle, and every sunrise is a declaration of defiance. And into this world… arrives a man who died mid-goon. So, how will our MC navigate this dangerous world, where even the weather has a body count? a wrong step could mean extinction of a whole race, and will he really be able to achieve his dream of having a harem of every intelligent race. [kinks] [fetishes] [Smart Mc] [Overpowered] [Stone age][Myths] [Mythical Creatures] [Divine Wars] *** This is an epic fantasy disguised as a Smut novel. And since it's a smut, initial chapters will be a bit Smut focused but afterwards it's pure story, action, adventures and a bit of Smut.

SMUT DONT READ IF BELOW 18 “I hate you, you monster,” I gasped, the words tearing out of me even as my hips bucked up against him. Adrian’s mouth hovered a breath away from mine, his gray eyes dark with hunger. He was on top of me on the bed, the hard length of him grinding slow and filthy between my thighs, dry-humping me through the thin scrap of lace that was all I had left on. His eyes raked down my chest, lingering on the black lace bra that barely contained me, the way my nipples pushed against the fabric with every desperate breath. “Really?” he scoffed. “You hate me so much you’re soaking through your panties when I haven't even brought out the real thing?" I wanted to slap him. I wanted to pull him closer. My fingers twisted tighter in his shirt, knuckles white. “Shut up—” He rocked harder, the friction so perfect it ripped a broken moan from my throat. “That’s what I thought.” His hand slid up, thumb brushing the underside of my breast, teasing the edge of the bra. “You can say you hate me all you want, Alexandra. We both know it's a lie." I hated that he was right. ~ He made her teenage years a living hell. Now he wants to make her his wife. Alexandra Calloway didn’t expect her miracle job interview to end in a slap across her former stepbrother’s face. She definitely didn’t expect Adrian Reyes, ink-haired, gray-eyed, and disgustingly successful, to propose marriage before dessert. He was her first heartbreak before she even knew what heartbreak was. The boy who made her feel invisible, unwanted, and small. The boy she spent ten years trying to forget. Now he's her husband. The contract was simple. One year. Fifteen million dollars. No feelings. A business arrangement between two people who are supposed to hate each other. Supposed to being the most dangerous phrase in the English language. Because the way he looks at her isn't hatred. The way his hands find her waist in a crowded room isn't business. And the secrets buried beneath his cold gray eyes aren't simple at all…..

Jason was just like any other man, he wanted to attain fame and glory through his talents but a painful reality hit him in his early adulthood. Jason discovered he wasn’t funny, and could never dream to attain the prestige of Kevin Hart and Matt Rife. Jason wished he had more trauma to joke about but he was brought up in a perfect family, his mother and father loved one another and his younger sister supported him by resharing his shows through her social media platforms despite her small following. Jason knew he had to up his game or he might actually have to find a job. And then he stumbled upon a Reddit post, it was pure gold. Jason tried his luck on his next comedy gig and to his utmost surprise, everyone laughed. He was happy but it was short-lived as he was soon exposed as the fraud he was. Amid this, his girlfriend broke up with him, he was unfunny after all, not bad-looking but he came with a rather small package. Jason knew he had to make a comeback but the Reddit post he was stealing jokes from was no more, it had disappeared off the face of the internet like it never existed. It had been deleted but there was one joke Jason remembered, it was a joke about trains and how it always seemed to hit a character regardless of where that character was. It was a stupid joke and he had no idea what they were talking about as he wasn’t one to watch anime so the reference went right over his head. But soon after, he died the exact same way the joke described and Jason finally got the joke as he lay dying in the middle of the road. He chuckled realizing he was the punchline all along. "Truck-kun... truly finds all." But this wasn't the end of his story as he took his final breaths. [Ding!] [Compatible host found!] [Welcome to the monster world!] ----- 【 Warning: Mature Content R-18 】 [Epic Fantasy] [Civilization Building] [Racial Wars] [Gods] [God Slayer] [Thousands of Races] [WeakToStrong] [OP MC] [Exciting Storyline] [No Sharing] [No Yuri] [Adult Scenes]

"Some lives are born from the frozen silence of a grave." Vespera is a bloody paradox walking through the snows of Alberta. The only legacy of a cursed night where a vampire's cold poison and a wolf’s feral rage knotted within a dead human womb. She is a hybrid baptized by her mother’s final breath; she is the one who survived by sucking life from death. As an unbranded Omega, there was no place for her—not even on the dustiest shelves of this brutal hierarchy. Yet, Vespera’s eyes were never on the arrogant thrones of vampires or the blood-stained leadership of wolves. Her only dream wasthe small, fragile family she built with a handful of outcasts. She was naive enough to believe she could flee from her destiny; but in the lands ruled by High Alpha Varg, every escape was merely a red carpet rolled out for the predator. When Varg—the High Alpha of cold iron and silver wrath—found her in the darkness of the prophecies and the silence of her unawakened wolf, what he offered was not a rescue. It was a sinister bargain that touched the most intimate agonies of her soul.The High Alpha’s voice was as cold as a blade’s edge, yet filled with a lethal promise: "When the rhythm of that heart, born from a dead womb, begins to beat only for my name... that is when you will survive the true hell within my own heart, Vespera. Do not just give me your submission... Give me those bloody syllables that have never been heard before." As silver ashes fall one by one from the sky, Vespera must make a choice: She will either vanish as a silent syllable in the claws of a monster, or she will turn herunawakened wolf into a nightmare that will stain all of Alberta in blood. "Those born of death can only be sealed in blood."

In a world where supernatural bloodlines rule and power determines worth, Nyx Vaeloria is nothing. No wolf. No magic. No fangs. Born a rare tribrid… part vampire, part witch, part werewolf… Nyx should have been extraordinary. Instead, she is the only student at the most prestigious supernatural academy who possesses none of the abilities her blood promises. But powerlessness is not the only thing that follows her. Nyx grew up with one rumor shadowing her every step. She killed her twin. When Nyx and her sister Eira were nine years old, Eira died under mysterious circumstances. What began as tragedy quickly turned into whispers across supernatural territories: the wolfless twin murdered the stronger one out of jealousy. No one ever proved it. But no one ever defended Nyx either. Now eighteen, Nyx is forced to attend the academy built for the most powerful supernatural beings… werewolves, witches, and vampires. To them, she is nothing more than a mistake. A powerless girl who should never have existed. But fate has other plans. Because the moment Nyx steps inside the academy walls, the impossible happens. She triggers a mate bond with four of the most powerful men in the academy. Thorne Corvin… half werewolf, half human, and the boy who was once Nyx’s best friend… and her first love. Elion Virel… half werewolf, half witch, the charming manipulator whose effortless smile hides dangerous secrets. Ashriel Tavien… half vampire, half werewolf, a cold predator who seems to despise every living being. Asher Tavien… Ashriel’s brother, a feared academy professor who should never have been bound to a student. Four powerful men. Four impossible bonds. And the moment they discover who their mate truly is… They reject her. To them, Nyx is nothing more than the wolfless girl rumored to have murdered her own sister. But what none of them realize is that the prophecy the supernatural world fears has already begun to awaken. Because legends are not born from perfection. They are born from loss. From rage. From blood. As Nyx struggles to survive rejection, enemies, the cruelty of the academy, and the haunting memory of the sister she lost, something ancient begins to stir deep within her. Because the Silver Wolf was ever meant to be gentle. And when Nyx finally rises… The world that mocked her, rejected her, and feared her will learn a terrifying truth. The rumor they whispered about her for years… Was never entirely a lie. Some monsters are not created. They are awakened. Discord: weirdnotnormal

After massacring the Upper Realm, the final villain has regressed... "Young master, we have discovered traces of the Devourer in the Lower Realms." BaiShe slowly rose from his seat, hands behind his back. "Gather the inner disciples. As servants of the Dao, we must purge this evil... even if it means sacrificing ourselves." "The younger generation is truly fortunate to have you!" said a disciple with admiration as a faint smile stretched across his lips. In reality... BaiShe was far worse than the Devourer... He was the Heavenly Demon himself. In his past life, he had sacrificed everything to create his system. As long as he humiliated the Children of Destiny and corrupted the heroines... 'Wait! My fiancée is a transmigrant? And my little sister has regressed?' "Why the hell are there children of fate everywhere?" BaiShe planned to manipulate and seduce his targets as easily as before... until a floral scent filled the room and a cold hand rested on the back of his neck. "For everything I've done for you... you cheated on me with that Orthodox Saintess bitch?" "Darling... it was a mistake..." "I hope you're not still cheating on me with someone else?" BaiShe remained silent... ...while his fiancee's mother lounged naked in his chamber. 'I just wanted to summon a few villainesses from the mythic era... Why am I surrounded by dangerous yanderes instead?' *** Additional Tags: Evil MC, Gore, Romance, Cultivation, double cultivation, Smut, Harem, Adventure, MILFs, Cold MC, Yandere, Dark Ideology, Multiple identity, enemies become lovers, Politics, Lemons, Manipulation, Toxic Love, Gods, Goddesses, Netori, Beautiful Females Lead, Overpowered MC, (Aizen mentality) Arrogant & Narcissistic No R*pe / No NTR / No Incest *** https://discord.gg/2JV7X9EWT *** 200PS = 50 Golden Tickets= 2 extra chapter 400 PS= 100 Golden Tickets = 5 extra Chapters [Cumulative effect] Don't hesitate to support us with gifts! For more exclusive chapters!

"From now on, I am the Admiral! This is the territory where she will start her harem kingdom, and I will be the happiest man in this world." Yes, a man. Illustrious was a shut-in otaku in her past life; she never expected to transmigrate into this world as a Ship Girl after death. Thinking about it, sixteen years have passed already. Time truly flies like an arrow, and the days pass like a weaver's shuttle. Illustrious couldn't help but sigh like an old man. Speaking of which, it seemed that Ship Girls didn't age; her appearance had remained the same for sixteen years, with those two large lumps of fat still hanging off her chest. Additional Tags: Harem, Military, Territory Management and Genderbend

Raynier Zheng is the young master of the biggest conglomerate business in the world. When he was fifteen years old, he got into an accident that caused him to lose some of his memories. For his recovery, his parents decided to go abroad to find a medical expert who is more adept at their son's situation. While he is in a coma, his soul travels in the mystic realm. Over there, masters of different professions thought him about different knowledge. When he wakes up from his coma, his soul is so powerful and, unlike his physical body, it is so weak, so he starts to train his body to cope with his strength. Ten years passed by, and he went back to his hometown. He was acknowledged as the youngest business tycoon who owned several companies at a young age. Raynier became a well-known genius entrepreneur known for his talent in business and the financial world. The properties that he owned expanded a couple of years later when he took over the company. He focused himself on his work while his mother worried about him not having a woman in his life. Until he met Ryzielle, the woman who he forgot. What do you think will happen when they encounter each other again?

[Book one of the serie: Miss you, my love] If you don't like this type of books you are free to read another one. I don't want any drama or hate comments. ____ Love. Christian Alidini, a powerful man in the beauty industry, wants to be left alone, yet love is always on the back of his head . He has children, old ones and he was married to a man, he feels like he already has what life offered him, that he can't possibly ask for more. Kenny Jackson, is a photographer. He is single, child fee and enjoys this life. At least that what he wants people around him to believe. When the two meet something powerful occurs between them, as they are bound to be. _____ Also, English isn't my first language so please forgive the mistakes. I sincerely hope you'll enjoy my story. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ The picture that is used as the cover and the other pictures in the book are not mine, all the credits goes to the artists.

[Warning: Mature Content R-18] Lots of Melons. Only NTR Netori - No Netorare. Join my discord here for NSFW character images- https://discord.gg/AdUqcjxSMy Alex was nineteen, a college student, and apparently the universe decided to curse him… with a system. [MILF Paradise System Activated] [Notification: Nearby MILF detected] [Alert: Desire levels rising] [Ding! System online] What can Alex do now, except breed every MILF he comes across? Every MILF in his neighborhood was hopelessly drawn to him. Every glance, every brush of skin, every accidental touch made them want… more. And trust him, more was exactly what they were going to get. He got caught hooking up with his neighbor’s wife because of it. His parents kicked him out. And now? He was moving into the ultimate hotspot for horny, desperate MILFs: the infamous MILF Apartments. With the system buzzing in his head constantly, every MILF he met was a temptation he couldn’t ignore. Every encounter was a test of control… though control was the last thing he had. From the blonde bombshell next door in her soft maxi dress, to the yoga instructor with a killer ass… he was living in a paradise of desire. The system wasn’t subtle. It was relentless. It was teasing him. It was daring him. And it was making sure he was constantly… busy. Welcome to the MILF Paradise System.

"Forgive me, my soul," he said, knowing it was probably the last time he would see the love of his life. *** Simply put, King Agust was the devil in plain clothes. A raging Lycan with an unwavering desire to wipe out werewolves, he was the ultimate danger to a race whose only mistake was sharing the same blood as that of his father— a werewolf alpha who ruined him and left him consumed by hatred. Like a mad king, Agust waged relentless wars to drive them into hiding. Until he met Park. Ruler of Kiyoto, the last standing werewolf pack, Alpha Park was everything Agust despised yet could not ignore; fearless, defiant, powerful, and unforgiving, with a deep hatred for the Lycan king. So much so that when he learned they were mates, Park rejected Agust on the very day they met. And Agust… took it as a challenge. But when his Lycan army attacked Kiyoto without his approval, Agust burned them all, triggering a revolution. In the middle of that revolution, an enemy with a familiar face arose, threatening everything Agust held dear. Even then, the only thing Agust cared for was the one man who made him weak in the knees. Alpha Park. Would Agust win both wars?