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He was in his early twenties when the world decided to end for him. A computing prodigy, educated at MIT, someone who understood systems, patterns, and limits better than most. In his previous life, power didn’t come from fists, but from the mind — lines of code capable of shaping digital realities. Then he died. And was born again. Reincarnated into the DC Universe as a helpless baby, he grew up in a world where gods walk among humans, where vigilantes defy the impossible, and where power is rarely fair — or free. While others trusted destiny, chance, or inherited gifts, he trusted only one thing: process. Memory intact. Intellect intact. Ambition intact. From an early age, he understood a simple and cruel truth: in that world, those who do not grow are crushed. And so, far from the spotlight of the League, he began to build something forbidden — his own Artificial Intelligence, created not to save the world, but to optimize it. To make him stronger. More efficient. More prepared to survive among monsters, aliens, and symbols. While heroes were born from tragedy, he forged himself in silence. While villains sought external power, he engineered it from within. This is not the story of a chosen one. It is the story of someone who decided to become inevitable. Between code and chaos, science and superhumans, begins the rise of a man who does not believe in miracles — only in evolution. This story was inspired by a fanfiction I read years ago — a work I deeply admire and still reread to this day. Unfortunately, that story was never continued. This project is not a continuation, rewrite, or replacement of that original work. It is an independent story, created with its own plot, characters, and direction, merely inspired by the ideas and feelings that the original story left with me. Out of respect, I want to properly credit the source of my inspiration below: Original Story Title: Pyroclasm (Young Justice SI) Original Author: Fulcon Original Story Link: https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/pyroclasm-young-justice-si.664558/ If you enjoyed this story, I highly recommend checking out the original work and supporting its author. Reader Notice If you like the story but don’t like harem: fuck off. This story has harem. If you like the story but don’t like gore: fuck off too. This story has gore. The tags are there. If you don’t like it, read the tags and don’t read the story. Simple as that. I’m not changing the story to please everyone. It was written this way from the start. If you want to read early chapters, they will be available on my Patreon. I’m not promising 10 or 20 chapters ahead — maybe just a few, maybe more later — but there will be early content there. I’m taking my time with this story because I want it to be good, not rushed. That takes time, revision, and proper development. If this kind of story is for you, welcome. If not, just move on. Simple. Criticism and comments are always welcome. Thank you, and enjoy your reading! If you'd like to support me and, as a bonus, read some chapters in advance, just become a member of my Patreon: https:/./www.patreon.com/cw/pararaio. Want to read the next chapters before everyone else? Now you can follow advanced chapters for free on my official website! In addition to accessing new content first-hand, you'll also find my other stories and future projects. Access here: [https://parallelworldverse.com/]

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Still, the last idea Dumbledore come up with took the cake, asking him to continue sitting in the same room with Snape while he was attacked mentally, again and again, baring his deepest secrets to him. Dumbledore must have been an idiot if he thought that he would ever agree to something like that once again, after that monster disguised as a teacher did his best to humiliate him. He acknowledged that giving Voldemort access to his mind wasn't exactly reasonable, but he would die before relying on Snape to fix anything, lest of his brain. He still remembered how Snape ruined Sirius' life just to satisfy his schoolyard grudge despite Dumbledore's orders to contrary at the end of the third year. Who would've guaranteed that he wouldn't do the same to ruin his in an attempt to get even with his father? With that in mind, he entered the library and sneaked his way into the restricted section. "Secrets of the mind," he murmured as he carefully pulled a book after a brief search. "I hope that is the one I'm looking for." Note: Porn with Plot Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter

I died once reaching for a woman whose face I can no longer remember. Reborn into the Vorn Dynasty—a brutal family that rules over thirteen worlds—I was supposed to be a genius. Instead, I was declared broken. My soul is fractured, my memories are gone, and my own siblings view me as nothing more than a lamb for the slaughter. But the cracks in my soul aren't empty. They're filled with something ancient. [SYSTEM INITIALIZATION...] [SOUL INTEGRITY: 47%] [THE DARKNESS CALLS] With the power to crush my enemies with gravity and fry their nerves with lightning, I will carve a path through the blood of my rivals. I will unearth the mystery of my past death, reclaim the woman haunting my dreams, and tear down the empires that dare to stand in my way. But power isn't the only thing I crave. In a universe where betrayal is the only constant, I find solace in the arms of those brave enough to love a monster. From the icy assassin sent to kill me, to the time-bending beauty who has watched me die seventeen times before—I will collect their hearts, their bodies, and their absolute devotion. This isn't a story about a hero. This is a story about a monster who chose to be one—and the people who love him anyway. The question isn't whether he'll find her. The question is what's left of him when he does. He doesn't save people. He claims them. And somehow, that's worse. This novel contains explicit sexual content, a demanding harem, dark themes, and a cunning protagonist who plays the villain as easily as he plays the lover. You have been warned. From now on, I will publish extra chapters if my lovely readers meet the below conditions: 200 PS= 1 extra chapters 100 GT= 1 extra chapter 150 GT= 2 extra chapters You can also join my server using the link below: https://discord.gg/YTVPKfGByf Join us on this exciting legendary journey of Kael Cassian Vorn or maybe ...............

Two girls become two princesses. Camilla and Violet. One fair, one dark. One wealthy, one poor. They both marry handsome princes from the powerful House of Devon. So how do their stories weave together and how did their lives take such very different paths? A compelling medieval tale of forbidden love and untamed emotions. Volume One revolves around an arrogant young prince and the terrified princess he holds captive, both burdened with a deep-seated animosity towards each other. As the plot unfolds, their shared history and the tragic fate of their families create a palpable tension between them. The author masterfully weaves a narrative of passion, fear and vulnerability, forcing the protagonists to confront their true feelings for each other. A tale of two lovers who must stop pretending they can live without each other. Volume Two is the story of fierce sibling rivalry. Of how jealousy and insecurity can drive people to do things they never imagined when power is at stake. Can anyone find joy in the House of Devon?

I opened my mouth to scream, to beg, but my voice came out as a desperate rasp: "Please... don't leave me like this... finish it..." In that moment, while my body was burning with anticipation, I felt something entirely different. It wasn't the touch of his fingers this time, but a piercing cold that shocked my heated skin at my neck. It was a piece of ice, held skillfully between his lips, trailing with agonizing slowness down toward my chest. The contrast was terrifying and maddeningly arousing; the freezing ice making my pores constrict, followed immediately by the heat of his warm lips chasing the trail of the melt. I could hear the wet friction of his fingers inside my pussy and the sound of him suckling my breast. I felt as though my body was no longer mine; I was merely a mass of ignited nerves at his mercy, starving for him to end this torture and fill me completely with his entire being. But this time he drew closer until his scorching breath hit my ear, and he whispered in a hoarse voice dripping with lust: "Do you want me to put my dick inside you?" I didn't hesitate for a second; my body was screaming for it. "Yes... I want it." I felt the hot head of his dick touch the opening of my pussy. He began to tease it, sliding up and down, gliding easily due to the heavy wetness that drenched me. ----------- In just one night, everything changed. I gave myself to a mysterious stranger, A man whose face I have never seen but whose touch I could never forget. Now, I am pregnant, and the scandal threatens to destroy my family’s reputation in our small town. To cover the "shame," my family rushed to marry me off to a depraved old man. But on my wedding day, the church doors didn't just open they were shattered. A cold-blooded killer stormed the ceremony and put a bullet through my groom’s head before he could even touch me. I was kidnapped and whisked away to a private, fortress-like island where I finally met my captor. It turns out, the "stranger" from that fateful night wasn't just anyone. He is one of the most dangerous men in the underworld the Mafia Devil. And he has come to claim the only thing he values more than power: His unborn heir. "You belong to me now," he whispered against my skin. "And no one dead or alive will ever take what is mine." ----------------- #MafiaRomance #DarkRomance #SecretBaby #PossessiveLead #Kidnapping

** No NTR { Only Netori }** **Explicit Content Warning +18** **Dark fantasy+SMUT* Join my Discord for NFSW characters images: https://discord.gg/5V57RFmjH —————————————— 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 woman 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/N: MC power growth is a little slow, but it picks up later.]

18+ | Quick Transmigration | BL/LGBTQ+ Romance | MPreg | Slice of Life | Mystery | Anti-Hero | MC MC/Phoenix- Bottom/, ML-Top For 32,000 years, Phoenix—known to most as Nix—endured an endless cycle of suffering. Bound to the mysterious Jailer System, he was forced to live countless lives filled with abuse, loss, and despair. Death was never an escape. Reincarnation was never a choice. Every moment of every lifetime remains etched into his memory, impossible to forget and impossible to forgive. Then, everything changes. Solaris, a sentient A.I., hacks into the Jailer System, offering Nix a chance at gathering power, recovering fragments of his lost memories, and uncovering the truth behind his imprisonment and ultimately freedom. But nothing in the multiverse is free. Who is Solaris, really? Why did it help him escape? And what price will Nix ultimately have to pay? As hidden truths come to light, Nix discovers that his imprisonment may have been tied to crimes against the Celestial Dragon Emperor and Heaven itself. Yet he remembers nothing of the person he was before his captivity. ... Was he truly guilty? Or was he the victim of a conspiracy spanning worlds and millennia? Determined to uncover the truth, Nix walks a dangerous path between vengeance and redemption. Cold, arrogant, and emotionally distant, he trusts no one and keeps the world at arm's length. Yet beneath his aloof exterior lies a surprisingly soft heart, especially for children, animals, and anything cute enough to melt his defenses. Not that he would ever admit it. Meanwhile, someone keeps appearing in every world he visits—a man who seems determined to break through Nix's walls whether he likes it or not. ________________________________________ ML: Hey, what about me? Nix: What about you? Who are you again? ML: ...? Solaris & Author: eating popcorn and melon seeds ML: Baby boy must you wound me so? Nix - casually shrugs while taking a hand full of popcorn. ML: sigh, my little wifey/hubby is such a .... Nix: Finish that sentence, I dare you! ML: THE BEST! You are absolutely the best, in all thing! Nix: And don't you forget it! ML: Never my love! Solaris whispers to author, when did the dog blood turn into dog food? ________________________________________ Content Warning Romance- slow the fast paced This novel contains mature themes and discussions of trauma, including abuse, neglect, manipulation, violence, and other potentially triggering subjects. While this is not a dark romance, it does explore the lasting impact of trauma and the difficult path toward healing. This is a BL (Boys' Love) romance intended for mature audiences and contains adult content. Many elements of this story are inspired by personal experiences and emotions. However, all characters, events, locations, and organizations depicted within this work are fictional unless otherwise stated. Cover art created and edited by the author using AI-assisted tools. All rights reserved.

“I will not be marked.” Neo said. He turned his neck to look at Bryce. “Step back.” The threat in his tone was clear. “Or I’ll make you step back.” ~ Neo was betrayed and left to die in the most important mission of his life. When he opened his eyes again, it was ten years later and the world had moved on without him. He, who was once the strongest hunter on Mars, suddenly became a civilian without any of his abilities. Neo has to build himself up from scratch but his sync partners—the people who are supposed to be his soulmates—are set on holding him back and controlling him. In addition, Mars has become something else and is no longer the home he dearly remembers. Neo’s return stirs up forces that are greater than anything imaginable as he takes it upon himself to rectify things. His righteous actions gain him more enemies than friends. And somehow, his soulmates seem to be among those enemies.

[WARNING!!! 18+ CONTENT. Contains language, Scenes, and life choices your grandma wouldn’t approve of. and the MC is an utter scumbag.... period. so bugger off, if you want good moral Main character.] Questions? character image? NSFW? click the Discord LINK below: https://discord.gg/yrnQskUgPF I was supposed to be a background character. A half-incubus “mid-boss” destined to get cut down by the hero’s holy sword. No future. No plot armor. Just hunger gnawing at my soul and the promise of an ugly death. Then my bloodline awakened. [High incubus bloodline awakened] Now the viscount's wife gasps my name behind locked doors. The nuns insists that “purifying me” requires a very hands-on ritual. And the empress herself? Let’s just say her crown isn’t the only thing she drops when I’m around. I didn’t plan this. I only wanted to survive. But every time I seduce, every time I corrupt, every time another goddess-like beauty begs me for more… my ambition grows further. The hero thinks I’m just another stepping stone. The gods call me a mistake. But the women of the empire? They’re starting to call me something else. Their salvation. Their obsession. Their sin. I was meant to die forgotten. Instead, I’m about to turn this whole empire into my harem… one f*ucking moan at a time.

When he was presented as an omega, Eugene left his home to escape his father’s discriminatory ass. After years, he finally got his life together despite having a child out of a random and whimsical one-night stand with a stranger and raising his daughter as a single parent. A production house even offered to turn his award-winning short story into a featured drama. Under his friend’s persuasion and the need to save money for her daughter’s future education, he agreed to this plan and attended the meeting with the producer. But… “Why is there an alpha here?” “Why? Are you the type of omega who can’t stand alphas?” “That’s…” …not true—was what he wanted to say. The problem was…the alpha in front of him was the father of his daughter, and…that alpha didn’t know anything about it! With a mix of fluster and a high ego, Eugene replied harshly. “Yes.” And thus, a string of misunderstandings started as Eugene tried his hardest to hide the little carbon copy of the alpha, while said alpha tried his hardest to follow the traces of scents his memory kept conjuring whenever he was in Eugene’s proximity. The memory of a man he desperately wanted to identify but couldn’t due to his neurological disorder. A thrilling and romantic hide and seek with a child in the balance!

Bonus tags: No NTR, No Yuri, Breeding, Multiple Children, Large Harem, Kingdom Building, Comedy, Progression, No Polyamory. Mark had a miserable life and died in the most pathetic way possible. And when he reincarnated, instead of becoming the overpowered level 100 character with broken stats, legendary gear, and a ridiculous number of spells… He woke up at Necromancer level 1 with a single spell that can’t even properly revive the dead. Great. But, somehow, luck was on his side. The very first thing he did was stumble across the corpse of an SSS-Rank Holy Knight inside a dungeon, and out of pure desperation, he used his one half-functional spell on her. That’s when things took a turn. He unlocked a new ability that lets him tamper with people’s consciousness… so yeah, he straight-up brainwashed her. Now he’s got the strongest warrior on the continent following him around like he’s the center of her universe. Meanwhile, Mark’s stuck in the middle of it all, wondering when exactly his life turned into this mess.

[300 Golden tickets= 5 Bonus chapters] [100 Golden tickets= 2 Bonus chapters] [400 Power stones= 5 Bonus chapters] [200 Power stones= 2 Bonus chapters] I'll try to do the total bonus chapters before the end of week... but I can't make any promises ______ Yohan wakes up ten years in the past, back when he still lived with his uncle and hadn’t yet lost his parents’ massage parlour. With a strange book filled with wellness techniques in his hands, he decides to live differently this time—more aware, more purposeful, and maybe even more fulfilled. “Missed opportunity is tomorrow’s regret.”

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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

Heroes are born to save the world. Adrian Black was reborn to break it. ​As a struggling writer, Adrian knew the tropes: reincarnation, a system, a second chance. But the Multiverse Evil System isn’t a blessing—it’s a death sentence. Eight previous hosts have already been slaughtered by the protagonists of the worlds they invaded. Adrian is the ninth, and he refuses to be another footnote in a hero’s journey. ​To survive, he must not just act the part; he must become the monster. ​His first destination? The apocalypse-ridden world of Highschool of the Dead. But he isn’t a student fighting for survival. He is Masao Busujima—the legendary Sword Saint, the head of a powerful clan, and the father of the deadly Saeko Busujima. ​With the apocalypse looming and the boundaries of moral decency crumbling, Adrian looks at this new world not with fear, but with hunger. The zombies are mere background noise. The real game is power, control, and the accumulation of Sin Points. ​From the sanctity of his dojo to the chaos of the streets, Adrian will rewrite the script. He will claim the wealth, the status, and the "forbidden flowers" of this world. ​The hero saves the beauty. The villain claims her. .... ..... ..... [WARNING: This work contains a lot of explicit content like Incest, Rape, etc., which may not be suitable for all audiences. However, there is NO NTR and NO YURI] Read at your own discretion. [A/N: All characters in this story are of legal age.] Discord:https://discord.gg/Rntx3SxvYj ​Not a fan of monthly subscriptions? You can now send a one-time tip via Gumroad! It helps me keep this fic a priority and ensures the updates stay consistent: https://immortaldaowriter.gumroad.com/l/vchiqn

Haruno Yukinoshita prostrated herself on the ground, pledging her absolute loyalty in the most respectful manner: “The Yukinoshita family is willing to offer everything to you. Yes… everything.” Ran Mouri forced a trembling smile, the light gone from her eyes: “Sir, I believe there is something I can do for you… Please, just save Shinichi.” Facing Ran’s request, Eri Kisaki adjusted her glasses, her gaze instantly sharpening: “Ran! I don’t remember raising you to be such a shameless child!” However, Seiran Mizunotsuki, who was currently holding Eri Kisaki in his arms, fell into deep thought. Aren’t you teaching her by example? Meanwhile, an outsider from the Reincarnation Space stared stiffly at the Gods and Buddhas filling the sky, howling in despair at the heavens: “Damn Reincarnation Space! You lied to me! You said this was a Slice-of-Life world!!!” .... ..... ..... Discord:https:https://discord.gg/Rntx3SxvYj

After transmigrating into the brutal world of pirates, you might think the goal is to lie low and survive. But where is the ambition in that? ​Atlas D. York, a timeline anomaly with no "System" to save him, gambled his fate on a single wish: The Paramecia Hapi Hapi no Mi (Happy-Happy Fruit). ​His philosophy? Simple. "I have only two wishes in this life!" "First: Wake up and rule the world!" "Second: Fall asleep drunk on the lap of a beauty!" ​"Can I do it? Who knows. But I will die trying." "As for dying? If I’m weak, I deserve it!" ​"Step one to realizing the dream: Join the legendary Rocks Pirates and learn from the best!" ​... ​Decades Later. ​Atlas D. York sits upon the Empty Throne in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, the undisputed ruler of the world. ​Surrounding him is a legion of the sea's most beautiful women in maid outfits—including the Pirate Empress, the Demon Child, the Cat Burglar, and even the mysterious Im herself. ​Facing the cameras broadcasting to the entire world, he raises a glass and grins. ​"Everyone must have dreams. After all... what if they actually come true? I am the best example!" .... ..... ..... Discord: https://discord.gg/Rntx3SxvYj