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A girl named Lily who has a unique body. Because of the uniqueness of her body, people around her looked at her as strange. For this reason, a Yuri Goddess gave her the power so that she could enjoy the true meaning of life and open new windows Quest requested by the Goddess.

"I will have my vengeance, in this life, or the next!" Albedo died alone and depressed and was reborn in a Novel he had been reading. However, instead of becoming the Protagonist or Antagonist, he becomes Albedo Neverwinter, an Extra he couldn't even recall from the Novel. However, the cruelty of life didn't change even after rebirth, and his new family was ripped away from him, leaving him with nothing but scars as reminders of the gruesome fate his family faced. Promising to get his revenge, watch as Albedo, alongside his System, his tactical mind and scarce but valuable future knowledge, rises up the ranks and ascends the pyramid of power. [ OP MC, System, Harem, Romance ] [ Yeah there will be Smut, but it won't dominate the Novel ] Bonus Chapters! 200 Power Stones = 1 bonus chapter 200 Golden Ticket= 2 bonus chapters Magic Castle= 4 bonus chapters Space Craft= 6 bonus chapters Golden Gachapon = 10 Bonus Chapters

[Dear readers, proceed with caution — this books contains matured content and r-18+ scenes that would drive you the edge. #No_rape] Liora's life had been perfect until her hands crept their way down to her p*ssy, his image vivid in her head. She imagined him fingering her slowly just the exact way he used to. She imagined him slamming into her roughly without mercy. He is her ex. A man who should remain in her past. A man she should have forgotten when she left him to marry the Alpha of their pack. She thought life would be perfect living in luxury just as her parents painted it to be, but what she didn't expect was her life becoming nothing but a duty holder as 'the LUNA'. A repayment of her father's debt. Every night she craved to be touched, to be kissed, to be held, and to be fucked; and all she could think of was HIM. It was all in her imagination until the acclaimed son of her husband who she never knew existed returned home. And the man who had been her figure of pleasure happened to be that son. Caelum Zand... He isn't just ready to be her stepson. He is ready to bring her imagination to life. To be her greatest temptation. To be her forbidden fantasy... And her dirty secret. Not the love interest he once was or maybe that was the lies... With eyes on Liora, Caelum is not just getting into her p*ssy but melting his way back into her heart. For Liora, would it be all about fantasy and satisfaction that her husband had never given her? With lines blurring, ill fate ready to consume them, and a secret big enough to destroy them both, what direction would their story head to? Or would it only remain Liora's dirty secret? THIS IS MY WSA CONTEST ENTRING, I HOPE YOU ALL, DEAR READERS, SUPPORTS THIS BOOK. I AM POURING OUT MY HEART ON THIS BOOKS BECAUSE LIORA SOMEHOW MIRRORED ME. AND YES, AS WE PROCEED, THERE WOULD BE LOADS OF BONUS CHAPTERS TO ENJOY.

In this world, immortality isn’t earned. It’s financed. Every cultivator is born with an invisible contract recorded in the Heavenly Ledger—an account of merit, debt, and risk. Break through too quickly, and the Dao collects. Survive your tribulation, and you’ve merely delayed payment. Most never see their balance. Kael did. The night his clan collapsed under a sudden “risk recalculation,” Kael awakened the ability to read the Ledger—and something deeper: the power to renegotiate it. He can refinance lifespans. Reallocate catastrophe. Audit fate itself. But every adjustment moves suffering somewhere else. As Kael climbs from survivor to Administrator, he begins to uncover a truth hidden in the margins of the Ledger: The Dao does not judge. It optimizes. And sometimes… it lies. To save his world from collapse, Kael must decide how much control is too much— and whether stability is worth the cost of choice. Because the more he corrects Heaven’s math— the less human he becomes.

This book is Book Two of Desired by Three Alphas; Fated to One. However, it can still be read as a standalone, so new readers can enjoy this story without reading the first book. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● I will recognize the man who murdered my family anywhere. A mask. Green eyes. And a scorpion tattoo on his right wrist. Six years later, while working at a BDSM club to pay my comatose brother’s hospital bills, I come face to face with a man carrying the exact same mark. Certain he is the monster who destroyed my life, I accept his offer to clear all my debts in exchange for becoming his submissive for two months. To me, it is the perfect chance to get close enough to drive a blade through his heart. But things don’t go as planned. Instead of hatred, I begin to fall in love with the masked man. And the game changes when I land a second job as the personal secretary to the Alpha King. The moment I meet him, my world tilts. He looks exactly like the masked man from the club—the same face structure, the same presence. The only differences? His eyes and hair are a different shade… and there is no tattoo on his wrist. How could two men look so alike? Believing he is a completely different man, I begin to fall for him too. What I don’t know is that the masked man I want to kill, the masked man I love, and the Alpha King I am falling for are all the same man. PS: This book has a high rate of sex, specifically dominant and submissive displays. PS: Two chapters are updated daily.

#Beastworld #R18 #StrongFL As Claw Kingdom devours the surrounding territories and expand with a ferocity of a corrupted beast, the fierce Margay Tribe finally falls. Their lands are claimed—but their greatest prize is their untamed princess, a legend who eluded capture until now. To seal the conquest, she must choose a mate from Claw Kingdom and pledge loyalty to the King. The chosen male is as ruthless and proud as she is defiant. Neither will bow. What begins as a political union erupts into a battle of wills that threatens to fracture the newly bonded mates. In a world ruled by strength, only one question remains: will they destroy each other—or build a force no one can challenge? Will Eris finally put down her pride and learn to love her new mate or will they be fighting tooth and nail until one of them breaks?

Corpse Flower—a failed experimental super-soldier enhancement drug that caused the undead outbreak. Disguised—or rather, misused—as an effective morning-after pill, Corpse Flower turned incompatible women into the first undead, spreading the outbreak across the world and plunging the 21st century into a dark age. But even the darkest cloud has a silver lining. Among those who survived were women compatible with Corpse Flower. The drug turned them half-undead, granting them strength equal to genetically enhanced super-soldiers. The Energy stored in their wombs also gave them access to supernatural abilities. The women who claimed the title of Corpse Flower weren't the only ones who rose up to fight the threat of the evolving undead. Chosen men, through love and lust, earned the title of Alpha, gaining temporary power by being infected through intimacy with their half-undead lovers. And to bring hope and salvation, certain girls exist whose blood holds the power to turn the tide of the war against the undead—girls known as Lycoris.

“Alpha Troy! Over here!” I yelled, raising my hand for help. I was under attack by a monster while saving my mates. The four of them heard me cry out as the creature clawed me and slammed me against the wall. “Help me!” I gasped, but their attention shifted when a soft cry came from the other side. It was Oriana, the gentle princess and a warrior, a combination most men lusted after. But not my mates. They were in my troupe, my friends, my lovers. We shared a bed, a bond. I knew they would save me. “Ohhh! I’m going to die,” she whimpered again, though she could have stood up easily. The monster’s focus was on me. “Yorick!” I screamed, reaching for another of my mates, struggling to escape, my leg tangled in silver chains. My mates looked at me and then at her—and I saw it. The shine of love in their eyes. In a heartbeat, they ran to her. My heart slowed. Tears welled up. Oriana had warned me: when it came down to it, they would choose her. She told me they only used me to pass time in the dorm room because I agreed for gangbang while other she-wolves did not. And now, right before my eyes, they were leaping into battle—for her. “We’ll come back for you, don’t worry,” Haiden shouted, as if that erased the betrayal. At that moment, the monster turned back to me. And I knew there would be no saving me. So I prayed they’d live long enough to regret their choice. --- Clementine had spent her life as the insufferable daughter of an alpha—tough, rebellious, and uninterested in love, especially in a world where male wolves were allowed multiple mates. Tired of her attitude, her stepmother forced her into an academy built to train fighters against deadly monsters. On her first day, Clementine was shocked to find her roommates were the worst people from her past: -Alpha Yorick, her bitter ex-boyfriend -Alpha Troy, her ex–best friend who believed she betrayed him -Alpha Haiden, the bully who had made her life hell -And Alpha Ian, her former cellmate who thought she manipulated him into punishment They all seemed to want revenge. But when they fought side by side on the battlefield, something strange happened–Clementine felt a mate bond with all of them. At first, things turned steamy. Hatred became desire. Tension turned into passion. But then, Clementine saw the truth: when it came down to it, they would always choose someone else over her. To them, she had only ever been a distraction, a toy to share and throw away.

Even though the story has a perverted side with a milf harem, my true intention is to show how much mothers sacrifice for their families. They carry pain, stress, and responsibility without asking for praise, without getting noticed. They give their time, energy, and love every single day. Through this story, I want to highlight their struggles, their strength, and their quiet dedication. I hope, in my own way, I can acknowledge their efforts and show respect for everything they do for the people they love. You can call it a My love Letter to all the moms around the world. Synopsis- A kind-hearted widow in her late thirties tends to her small hair salon and raises her three nearly grown children alone. Life has settled into a quiet rhythm of exhaustion and unspoken loneliness—until one ordinary evening, a gentle young man walks through her door at the precise moment her strength is fraying. What starts as a single act of pure, unasked-for kindness blossoms slowly: shared home-cooked meals, late-night talks that mend old wounds, thoughtful gestures that make her feel truly seen and safeguarded for the first time in years. He doesn't just bring light to her days—he radiates a steady, nurturing warmth that feels almost... maternal. In his quiet care, she rediscovers the comforting embrace she once knew from her own mother long ago, and for the first time, she allows herself to lean into it. He heals not with grand gestures, but with the patient, unconditional affection that soothes the parts of her she no longer loves. And soon, that same soothing presence begins to touch everyone around him. One by one, other women in their twenties, thirties, forties—scarred by loss, hardened by life, aching for the gentle motherly love they either lost too soon or never truly had—find themselves drawn to him. To the way he listens without judgment, protects without possession, and makes broken hearts remember what safety feels like. For some, he echoes the mothers they cherished in childhood; for others, he becomes the nurturing figure they always wished for. She watches as the man who pieced her back together quietly becomes a beacon for many more... and not all of them are content to admire from afar. In a world that rarely rewards gentleness, how long can someone this tender, this devoted, this perfectly attuned to a woman's deepest needs remain hers alone? A tender, slow-burn slice-of-life romance about healing old wounds, embracing second chances, rediscovering motherly love in unexpected places, unbreakable family bonds, and the quiet power of being truly cared for. Wholesome and heartwarming at its core, with moments of deep emotional intimacy and found-family warmth... yet shadows loom on the horizon—violence, brutality, and dark underworld currents that will test every fragile connection they've built. If you crave gentle devotion, mature women finding solace in a younger man's nurturing heart, slow emotional unfolding, and the bittersweet tension of "too good to be true," this story might be the comforting (yet eventually intense) read you've been waiting for. This is my first time writing a slice of life focused story so if I mess up somewhere please ignore it. And Yes, I do use AI in my fic, but only to fix grammar mistakes and improve the reading experience since English is not my first language. I do not use AI to create the story itself. The story, the ideas, and the plot are completely mine. AI is only used to correct small mistakes I may have missed. Support me through:- Paypal:- https://www.paypal.me/SVora02 Patreon:- https://www.patreon.com/cw/GodOfMilfs Discord Link:- https://discord.gg/jcUtMVCevV Addition Tags- #milfs, #mature #r18 #romance #agegap #forbiddenlove #drama #emotional #healing #widow #singlemother #youngermalelead #protectivemalelead #trauma #slowburn #familydrama #secondchance #redemption #smut #RoughRomance #multipleorgasms #vanillatorough #koreanromance #sliceoflife #heartwarming #milf

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. 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.

[Warning—18+] [HAREM] !!! [NO NTR] [NO YURI] !!! ---------- Karl was your average human being with a normal problem—he was a NEET. Even though he had this dangerous disease of staying at home. He was capable enough to take care of himself. Well, he didn't have another choice. However, the universe didn't even like this small happiness filled with a shitload of sadness of his, as he was transmigrated—not as some grand person or overpowered character, though. Haha… No. How could he have an easy life? Karl... He was transmigrated as a fucking minor villain in a doomed novel.

Youn-Jae and Ji-Won first crossed paths as children, their lives bound together when Ji-Won's mother passed away, leaving him with no one to care for him. Taken in by Youn-Jae's mother, Ji-Won found a fragile sense of belonging amidst the struggles they both faced, particularly the oppressive presence of Youn-Jae's father, Kwang-Seok. In each other, they discovered a sanctuary-a light and hope that gave meaning to their turbulent lives. But fate was merciless. It tore them apart, leaving behind an aching void and a distance that felt impossible to close. Now, as fate continues its relentless game, pulling them further apart, the question remains: Can they defy the forces that conspire against them, or are they destined to remain forever out of reach?

[40,000 Words Before Lock-In] [R-18] [No NTR] [Smut] [Legal Teens] [Single MILFs] [Feisty GILFs] [Dangerously Funny] Renowned worldwide as Everyman, Joji Sins dominated the adult industry for decades, winning Best Adult Actor four years straight from 2010 to 2028, and building a strange kind of public love through quiet philanthropy despite his dirty reputation. Thirty years later, Joji is seventy seven, nearly completely deaf, and no longer in front of the camera. He did not get washed away. He retired into power instead, directing the scenes himself and still going strong. On the side, he even earned a proper medical license and became a real doctor. Then one ordinary day turns cruel. A broken light bulb. A ladder slip. A back that almost snapped wrong. The hospital discharges him three days later like he is already finished. His stomach grumbled after being in such a gloomy environment. A hotdog for a dollar across the road. Not too bad of a deal. After almost getting hit by a rearing armored truck, he got his change from a fan. Fucking finally you thought? Wrong. A runaway truck hurtles toward him. Joji breathes in relief. He is alive, just scraped up, glass shards biting into his wrinkled skin. Then something sprays his face. The stink is sharp, hard alcohol. His eyes track the source. Unleaded gasoline is gushing nearby. "Mother fu..." ... Joji gasps and wakes. An unfamiliar bed. Gaudy ceiling ornaments. Steel clashing outside. A splitting headache. Memories that are not his punching through his skull. As he reaches for reality, a cold presence snaps into place before his eyes. {Welcome, good Sir Joji of Sins.} Link to NSWF HD photos: https://www.reddit.com/r/Porn2CombatGod/

[Warning! R18+ Mature Content] After embarassingly dying by 'coming' on a museum worker, and then angering a Forgotten God by 'coming' on him as well, Jimmy transmigrated along with his date of the day, to another world where his problematic 'cannon' shots started making more sense. His destiny was fulfilled as he transmigrated into a Bloodmancer's body, where every shot literally was like that of a cannon's! Finding himself in a land riddled with dinosaurs, with species of dinosaurs jamming together from different Eras as if the Paleontological studies from back on Earth were a joke, survival was not only difficult, but it was unique! As a Bloodmancer, he learned that he could tame dinosaurs and keep them as pets, by essentially smushing their brains around like play dough! A useful skill, on account to the fact how infinitely useful dinosaurs were, since every living species bore Primal Magic, a category of magic with branches that were impossible to predict. Surrounded by temptation, by ladies who did not even comprehend the concept of a harem, he started collecting primal beauties as if it was a day-job! Somehow, his tamed dinosaurs helped him attract women, in a way that it was nearly impossible to figure out! He just knew that women wanted him, even the older ones, and he made great use of this curse/blessing from the angered God! He almost felt like every time he made love with his girlfriends, the Forgotten God got angrier. However, life was never that simple. With abandoned alien technology sprinkled across the world, and large-scale Tribe Wars brewing, Jimmy had little time to figure out how to best use such technologies in a world where the greatest invention that humanity made was not the wheel, but the bow and arrow! Collecting beauties might be fun, but what would the point be if his tribe got wiped out from the face of the Grasslands, his new home? The clock was ticking, so to speak, and he had to act fast! "Them thighs might be thick, but the plot is thicker, and with jacked up dinosaur clones sent to war, the future was absolutely impossible to predict!" ... ~ Be sure to check out my other novel in my author profile. I don’t drop my work, and will end each novel at around 1,500 chapters. ~ *Important Tags* ~ [#Smut] [#No NTR] [#Yuri] [#No System] [#Tamer-MC] [#Healer-MC] [#Power Progression] [#Shared Transmigration] [#Clones] [Light Sci-Fi] [#Alien-Tech] ~ *Other Tags* ~ [#evolution] [#dino army] [#mana] [#necromancy] [#bloodmancy] [#superstrength] [#superspeed] [#lost civilization] [#ancient civilization] [#primal magic] [#giants] [#multiple human species] [#fictional human species] [#hidden technology] ~

[Warning: Rated +18] [Taboo Elements] Tags: Harem, No NTR Ezra’s life ended with a mobster’s bullet, forty grand clutched in his sweaty palms on a gritty Earth dock. But death was just the beginning. His soul transmigrated into a baby boy in a steamy, matriarchal world, he’s now eighteen and navigating a society where voluptuous women wield superhuman powers and men are mere playthings, weakened by radiation and the deadly Fade a condition sparking violent madness. With his sharp wit and rebellious streak, Ezra refuses to be another docile male. ___ Author’s Note: Some readers might find the beginning a bit slow, but hang in there, it gets worth it, I promise! While the story will include plenty of smut scenes, they’re meant to complement the plot, not distract from it. Bear with me, my writing might not always be perfect, but I’ll always give it my best.

[Academy | Tower Ascension | Royal Politics | Peak Summons | Poison | No Yuri | No NTR ] A pervert transmigrates into the body of a character from a novel he was trashing or rather cursing with every fiber of his being. Mid rage-quit, the universe decided to teach him a lesson by dropping him straight into that very cursed world. Reborn as Eren Van Astrea in the realm of Velmora, where summoners reign supreme, he finds himself as the weakest side character imaginable. No summons. No QUOR. A half-elf son of a baron treated as garbage by his own bloodline: mocked, beaten, and forgotten. But when a mischievous god takes interest in his misery and grants him a game-like system, everything changes. But revenge is just where it starts. Eren has towers to conquer, nobles to humiliate, and every wild fantasy he never got to live out suddenly within arm's reach. The world handed him a second life. He intends to absolutely wreck it. -x-X-x- For Character Illustrations https://discord.gg/ht8sfcTCcR

Emily was a struggling actress, trying her best to land a perfect role for her. Despite having a very beautiful appearance and polished acting skills, she was often rejected for various reasons. After getting rejected for the nth time, Emily got crushed by a cement pipe , just as she stepped out of the set. Thinking that her life ended tragically, Emily soon found herself in the body of Caroline Rusenberg, a harem member of the male protagonist in a fantasy themed novel called, "The Lazy Man's Accession." Caroline was the stepmother of the protagonist, and the mother of two other members of the protagonist's harem. She was the empress of the 'Dunkirkshire Empire,' whose husband had already passed away. Emily was dumbfounded by the chain of events. What should she do? While she pondered about her predicament, she saw her reflection in the mirror, making her angry instantly. There was no way that the 'perverted' protagonist deserved this kind of woman in .his harem! He wasn't up to the par! Biting down her anger, Emily, now 'Caroline,' reorganized her memories, only to find that her two 'instant' daughters had already been claimed by that 'pervert.' Caroline: Very good. You are really shameless! Let me teach you a lesson, alright? Tune in to see how she counters the protagonist and creates a harem of her own. Also, having a system is also useful, isn't it? Well, if a man can have a bunch of beauties surrounding him, why not a woman? Doesn't she deserve handsome men as well? Disclaimer: It’s just a novel—don’t be serious. As the author of this novel, I would like to say that—all the characters are from my imagination—they don't have any sort of existence in the real world. Nah! Nope, they don’t. Trust me—this is just a novel. So, there are themes in the story that might be disturbing. But let me tell you—I condone them, and I suggest you to take everything as fictious storytelling. There is no need to think over it. And if you find it very disturbing then, I request you to not read this novel any further. Also, I would like to apologize to anyone who might get hurt by this novel. Remember—it's just a novel, and I don't encourage any of my characters' absurd 'decisions.' Thank you. P.S: All the images are AI generated.

It all started with that one proposal, a deal-turned-bait pulling him into something dark, yet irresistible and inescapable. ____ Ryan Kane is mixed-race, poor, and worst still, in a university where everything screams "silver and gold". He thinks his scholarship and education are his only way to a future better than his present. But this guy's grades aren't helping matters as he keeps juggling between lectures, attendance, and part-time jobs. The lower his grades get, the closer he is to withdrawing, going back to his deadbeat of a father, and having a life with nothing. Well, he absolutely doesn't want a reality like that, and to avert that, his only option was getting a tutor. Ryan’s desperate enough to ask Adrian Val. On campus and to everyone, Adrian is the perfect, well-behaved, brilliant heir to a top conglomerate family. While in private, he is a possessive, manipulative jerk who does a lot of unimaginable things. When Ryan proposes tutoring to him, Adrian offers that he pay with his body instead. To him, Ryan can't afford his time and knowledge with just his measly bucks. Ryan says yes to the offer, and along the line, he falls heavily for Adrian. But even when Adrian rejects his confession and treats him like a toy way worse than before, Ryan doesn't leave. He wants the tutoring, the intimacy, the sex, his persistent feelings for Adrian, and the tiny hope that Adrian's heart may steer towards him. It gets even messier when Adrian’s friend Liam enters the picture. Liam is calm, kind, and actually cares about Ryan, but he holds back his feelings to keep the peace. Then there is also Chase, a rich troublemaker who openly flirts with Ryan. Trapped in a dirty cycle of sex, love, and heartbreak, everything Ryan had and held dear to him came tumbling gradually. And by the time he realizes the depth of it, it is too late. Too late to even hold onto anything. Only to be caught between three powerful men who all want a piece of him for different reasons. ____ Years later, the campus gates are closed and Ryan has built a life for himself away from the shadows of Westhill. But his new career brings him face to face with the man that once broke him... Graduation was only a temporary escape This story contains #slowburn #toxic #drama #psychological #heavy and detailed smut scenes #red flag top #trauma #obsession

a man dies and wakes up in the body of a teenager, there he finds himself with a new family, however his older alluring sisters don't just view him as a sibling, they want something from him, something that must be kept secret.... with the appeal of fully blossomed women will he resist the temptation or ..... *caution: not for the weak hearted.