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"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."

I was an average girl, done in by a rogue fish bone—until I woke up reincarnated as the second male lead in a reverse harem novel. Still petite and delicate with no OP powers here, I'm the heroine's loyal childhood friend, scripted to pine for her eternally. But as a woman in past life, I had no interest in her. Nope. Not at all. Ruling the throne is a breeze amid court intrigues and border wars, as long as I ignore the growing ‘male problems.’ The oblivious heroine hovers constantly, mistaking my polite distance for passion. She thinks that I still love her. “No, I don't!" Worse, the other male leads are abandoning her orbit, flocking towards me. Stolen glances turn to bold pursuits—midnight audiences laced with confessions, accidental’ rescues that feel too intimate, and alliances forged with lingering touches. Trapped in a body that's drawing all the wrong attention, I must rewrite the story before jealousy turns into something unwanted. Will I dismantle the harem, claim my freedom, or accidentally build an empire of my own—heartstrings and all? Extra Tags:- Male Protagonist, Bottom Protagonist, Yandere, Male Pregnancy, Gender Bender 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 fictitious 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.

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.

[WARNING:R-18|Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult themes] Ryan, a programmer who had always been a failure with women and, because of his job, never had time for dating due to constant workplace exploitation. One month before the release of his company’s most ambitious RPG, he decided to take revenge by adding a secret “bug” to the game. A hidden skill called Debt. Every time the support character healed or buffed a heroine, a mandatory debt was generated. An order that had to be fulfilled. And if it wasn’t claimed, the skill would execute it automatically. The company discovered the code and punished him by forcing him to work without pay to fix it. Exhausted and on the verge of collapse, Ryan dies of a heart attack before he can remove the bug. But he awakens inside the game. Now he inhabits the body of the Rank B support in a party of Rank S heroines… and the Debt skill is still active. Ryan will have a significant advantage, because not only will he gain the normal experience and rewards from leveling up, but he will also receive the additional rewards granted by the Debt skill. With an advantage no one else possesses, Ryan must decide: Will he become a tyrant who manipulates his companions? Or will he use that power to survive, protect them, and become the only support capable of reaching S-Class hero rank? Because this time, he won’t let anyone exploit him again. Additional Tags: #No NTR | #No Polyamory (all the women are always focused on the MC) | #Comedy | #Adult | #Progression | #Overpowered Skill

James had always heard about the thrills and freedom of college life — the parties, the friendships, the late‑night adventures, and the rush of young love. But his old school was too reserved and too strict, hence he never got to taste the full experience. Now, after transferring into a new campus, James makes himself a promise: this time, he’ll live it all. Relationships, hookups, parties, friendships — he wants the complete ride. But college isn’t the bed of roses he imagined. Behind the fun and laughter are jealous rivals, painful breakups, academic pressure, and the constant risk of expulsion. Every choice James makes — whether it’s who he spends the night with, which party he attends, or how much effort he puts into his classes — pushes him closer to either the best years of his life or a disaster that could end in him leaving the school. Caught between love and lust, thrill and consequence, James must decide: will he embrace the chaos and make the most of his youth, or retreat into the safety of his dorm room and let the years slip by? [Rated 18: contains sexual themes] Author's Note: This story takes place months after the events of Boy,21: Love and Lust, so you'll see characters from Love and Lust show up, including Joren.

[WARNING: This is an R18 story for adults only, anyone below 18 should not read this!] Fucked a Dragon Supreme the moment reincarnated! Overpowered blessings and System Gained! Form a harem of hundreds of sexy girls! Wants to build his own empire with endless sex and extreme powerups!

On the day I was meant to marry the man I loved, the ceremony was bathed in blood. Azræl Bloodbourne, the ruthless Vampire Emperor, dragged me from the altar and into a dark, dangerous world I never knew existed. A world of vampires, fallen ængels, witches, lycans, and dragons. A world where everyone looks at me like I am something precious. Something dangerous. And something worth killing for. He steals my freedom, forces me to become his bride, and binds me to a throne I never asked for. I should hate him. I should fear him. I should spend every waking moment searching for a way to escape him. But instead, I find myself craving him. Wanting his teeth at my throat, his hands on my skin, and needing him to ruin me in every possible way. And just when I think I have completely lost myself to him, another man rises from the snow and claims me. Ezryn Graemor, the savage Lycan Alpha of the Snowfall Tribe. What begins as desperation turns into something far more dangerous when fate reveals the truth between us. He is my mate. Now I am caught between an Emperor who would burn kingdoms to ash just to keep me, and an Alpha whose soul is tied to mine. One man owns my body like a throne he was born to conquer. The other holds my soul like he was born with half of it already inside him. And I fear the day may come when I will have to choose between them. Welcome to the first book of my fantasy series.

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

{MATURE. DARK ROMANCE, MAFIA, YOU KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT IN MAFIA! BLOOD, GORE, ASSUALT. THE ROMANCE ISN'T DARK BUT THE THEME IS DARK. BE WARNED!} His hand pressed flat against the door before I could pull it open, and the warmth of him at my back made every nerve in my body go completely still. "You are the mother of my child and you belong to me," he murmured against my ear, his voice so quiet that made me shiver, "and every breath you take on this island exists because I allow it." His hand moved from the door to my jaw, tilting my face up toward his with a gentleness that made me gulp. "So tell me, my beautiful wife — where exactly do you think you're going?" I had no answer and a knowing smile pulled on his lips. *** Elsie Miller’s simple life unravels the moment she discovers she is pregnant with no memory of how it happened. In a small town where reputation is worth more than truth, her parents choose to erase the scandal the only way they know how—by selling her to a man old enough to be her grandfather to settle a crushing debt she never knew they had. She had accepted her fate and was ready to endure the wedding, but before the vows could be spoken, the church doors burst open and Salvatore Vitale—the most feared Mafia Lord in the underworld, known only as The Saint—strode in, put a bullet in her groom’s head without breaking his stride, and told the priest to continue the ceremony. Then his dark eyes found hers across the blood-soaked aisle, and he spoke the words that rewrote her entire future. "I’ve been searching for you. Mother of my child." Taken to Salvatore’s private island, Elsie is thrust into a brutal empire built on blood oaths and ruthless power. To his enemies, The Saint is a whispered legend. To his empire, he is untouchable. But to Elsie, he is the stranger tied to a night she cannot remember, the father of her unborn child, and the dangerously possessive man who has claimed her as his own. Surrounded by those who see her as unworthy and a discarded fiancée who will stop at nothing to reclaim what she believes is rightfully hers, Elsie quickly learns that mercy does not exist in Salvatore’s world. Power is law, loyalty is enforced, and weakness is hunted without hesitation. force marriage Possessive mmc Captivity Pregnancy

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide. Kellen thought that his troubles were over. He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him. He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines. But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard? ~ Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to. He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy. He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice. Brent was better off alone.

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]

"You will cum when you earn it, slut," He spat, slapping my cunt again. "You absolute, depraved BASTARD, I was so close!" "That filthy mouth." He watched me writhe with cold burning satisfaction in those eyes and leaned closer to whisper. "It keeps mouthing off. Let's give that dirty, filthy mouth something to do." His hand fisted in my hair, letting go of my legs and dragged me off the bench to my knees. He was about to fuck me! ** ** ** ** ** ** Have you ever fucked a stranger in an airplane bathroom on Valentine's Day after having the worst day of your life? Yeah. Me neither. Until my boyfriend decided to give me the plot twist of the century on the most romantic day of the year—cheating on me with half of New York in our bed. So I threw caution to the wind and let a masked stranger bend me over in a cramped airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw the stars. No faces. No names. Just the best orgasm of my life and a silent agreement we'd never see each other again. Except four weeks later, I'm starting fresh as Executive Assistant to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and the most infuriatingly gorgeous man I've ever had the misfortune of working for. And my new boss is the stranger who wrecked me. He just doesn't know it yet. Now I'm navigating a job I desperately need, a past I'm desperately hiding, and a man who makes me forget every reason I'm supposed to stay professional. The only question is — what happens when he finally remembers? This is a steamy office romance with secrets, lies, and enough sexual tension to melt your Kindle. EXPECT PROMISING ORGASMS AND INTENSE, RAW, HARDCORE, SMUTTY, DIRTY, NASTY SCENES. Rated 19. Here, your fantasies will come alive. PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026 — I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT!

I just wanted to find the gem and make everything right, but just when I was about to achieve my life goal the stupid magic institution caught me using magic and now I'm stuck in an academy for magic students with three handsome men who won't stop annoying me. But I have clear goals, and I don't care what I have to do to achieve them, for them, for my loved ones I would burn down the world.

[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.

[Warning: Explicit Adult Content And Dark Romance Themes, Violence, Bullying] “What would it take for you to kill a man?” For me… it didn’t take much. After years of being bullied, ignored, and broken down, I stopped waiting for things to get better. And something answered me. His name is Darius. He gave me power—enough to finally fight back. But the more I use it, the more I change. And the more I realize… Revenge was never the dangerous part. He was.

After their father imprisoned their mother and forced them to flee his domain, demon sister Touko fought desperately to protect Horikita in the Underworld—until they met Lenah. Under her mentorship, Horikita trained relentlessly, while Touko, unwilling to share her sister, pushed back at every turn. But Horikita's training takes a drastic turn when a voice named Shizuka begins to whisper in her mind.

Lyssa wakes up on a stake, about to be burned alive, with a past she can’t remember—but a familiar ruthlessness she’s always known. She doesn’t want redemption. She doesn’t want forgiveness. She just wants to survive, and she’ll step over every 'hero' and 'saint' in this beast world to do it. She follows her instincts. And her instincts do not lean toward kindness — they lean toward temptation, toward testing pride, toward seeing just how far a righteous man will fall when pushed. The stronger the male, the sweeter the unraveling. As for the soft, innocent females the world so eagerly protects? Lyssa has never understood the appeal. Purity has always looked fragile to her. Breakable. She is a villainess in blood and soul. And the first thing she does? Snag a dragon beastman asleep at the bottom of a lake… and take his precious virginity. #Erotica #Multiple-partners #Smut Note: My MC does not have a moral compass. So sometimes if you find yourself wondering, 'How could she?' or 'Why would she?' know it's because she doesn't give a damn about anyone and anything aside from herself. Thank you. Also, she's a bit of a succubus, if you get what I mean so be warned. And yes, that means there's a ton of smut.

At a glamorous art auction, Kang Siwoo meets Go Hamin, the charming singer he once loved—and lost. What starts as a tense rivalry over a coveted artwork soon unravels years of misunderstandings, regrets, and lingering desire. Behind the glittering façade of fame and wealth, old wounds resurface, forcing them to confront what they truly feel. In a quiet penthouse filled with art and memories, they face the question they never dared to answer: Can first love survive betrayal, pride, and time?

Good news: Haruto Seishu has crossed over… and it’s into the 2D anime world! Bad news: It’s the dark side of the 2D world, and he’s stuck with the “cuckold protagonist” starter template. Good news: Haruto discovers that as long as he gets close and intimate with girls, he can become stronger. Bad news: Some blond delinquent already has it out for him… PS: This is a crossover multiverse, featuring everything—mainstream anime, erotic titles, and even borderline H-doujin settings. The main storylines will focus on The Testament of Sister New Devil and High School DxD. NO NTR

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Hebner Grand spent a lifetime as a shadow, a powerless human forced to bow before the whims of the gifted. When the abyss finally offered him a choice—to be a savior or a scourge—he chose to burn the world that broke him. Now, as the absolute Demon Lord, his word is law and his power is unrivaled. Hannah McKay is a brilliant scientist driven by a single, desperate goal: Project Y- a goal born not only from duty, but from a loss that still haunts her. Her life’s work depends on creating a serum to pacify the aggressive demon hordes, and the final, vital ingredient is the genetic material of the Demon Lord himself. She has successfully harvested from every lower demon tier, but Hebner is a statistical anomaly. Despite the endless parade of succubi and sirens sent to his bed, he remains unmoved. He never releases; his body is a fortress that denies pleasure and refuses to surrender its seed. Desperate to save what remains of humanity, Hannah infiltrates the dark palace disguised as a lowly human servant. She knows the risks: Hebner harbors a visceral, cold hatred for her kind, viewing humans as the cause of his early misery. Her mission is simple but dangerous: 1. Seduce the most powerful being in existence. 2. Trigger a physical release that no one else has managed to elicit. 3. Harvest the sperm sample necessary to complete Project Y. As Hannah navigates the halls of the demon palace, she finds that Hebner isn't just a monster—he is a man fueled by a deep-seated ache for the respect he was never shown. When she finally catches his eye, the friction between his hatred for humans and his undeniable, carnal curiosity creates a volatile spark. Hannah expected a cold extraction. She didn't expect the overwhelming intensity of a king who has held back his desires for an eternity. To get the sperm sample she needs, she must break through his iron self-control, but in doing so, she risks falling for the very demon she intended to neutralize. In a world of shadows and power, their union becomes a battle of wills.