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Evermount: I Was Betrayed By My Guild, So I Restarted The Game

For fifteen years, Rio dominated the world’s most popular VR game, Evermount. Known across the servers as the Silver War Goddess, she reached Level 243, a height no other female player had ever achieved. Raids, world bosses, hidden dungeons—Rio conquered them all as one of the pillars of the legendary guild Royal Knights. But legends don’t always fall in battle. After years of loyalty, Rio is suddenly betrayed and expelled from her own guild, all because the guild leader’s jealous fiancée couldn’t stand her fame. Stripped of everything she built for over a decade, Rio’s career as the top player ends in humiliation. Drunk, angry, and lost, she wanders home that night—only to be chased down by an annoying fan named Ryota who claims she dropped her wallet. Before she can get rid of him, a devastating earthquake collapses the bridge beneath them, sending both of them plunging into the freezing river below. Just before death claims her, a strange message appears before Rio’s eyes. “Would you like to start over?” When she wakes up, Rio finds herself fifteen years in the past, back in her high school days—one week before Evermount is even released. With all her memories of the future intact, Rio now has the chance to reclaim everything she lost and rise to the top once again. But there’s one problem. The same annoying boy who followed her that night—Ryota—has somehow been dragged back in time with her. Now the former top player must start from level one again… while dealing with a stubborn tag-along who might ruin everything. This time, Rio won’t just play the game. She’ll rewrite its entire history.
KazumiNovels · 51k Views

The Gods Need A Better Storyteller

After dying in a fire, a librarian finds himself before Geshich, the god of stories. Desperate for another chance at life, and avoid the dread of death, he pleads for a second chance. Geshich agrees, on one condition: this time, his life must be worth telling. Reborn as Caleb Lightbane, he finds himself in a medieval world turned on its head, where women are superhuman warriors and men wield magic. Determined to avoid a dull and uninteresting life, Caleb searches for a narrative worthy of divine approval, unaware that his desire for a good story may get him into more trouble than its worth. When he accidentally kills several figures he believes to be bandits in the woods, Caleb stumbles upon a horrifying discovery: a trunk containing a strange and alien substance and the dismembered bodies parts of young girls. Wracked with guilt and curiosity, he spends months studying healing magic, eventually succeeding in restoring them to life. But when the girls awaken, Caleb panics and invents a lie. He tells them they were sacrificed by an evil cult devoted to a god of Entropy, casting himself as a chosen savior: the Prophet of Light. Trapped by his own fabrication, Caleb’s situation worsens when he carelessly creates a clone of himself, one who eagerly volunteers to play the role of the Evil Prophet. From opposite sides of a sometimes carefully constructed myth and sometimes random bullshit they came up with, Caleb and his clone begin to shape their followers into warriors and zealots, forged by faith, lies and gas-lighting. To sustain the illusion, the two prophets engage in deliberate theatrics: staged confrontations, fake prophecies, and calculated displays of mercy and cruelty, all designed to be seen and remembered. And their antics may have caught the attention of more than just Geshich. (2-3 Chapters a week. Usually on Tuesdays and Thursday, sometimes Saturday. But there will be a hiatus between volumes.)
SolomonCliff · 31.3k Views

Guide To Train My Beast Husbands

“Let me lick it clean,” said Xie Daiyu as he looked at Ruan Chanchan’s wound. Hearing his suggestion, Ruan Chanchan paused and looked at the mer in shock. She pursed her lips and said to him, “You are kidding me. Aren’t you?” “Why do you think I am joking?” The mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan gritted her teeth and said, “Because the wound is not somewhere you can just lick me.” “What's the matter?” Xie Daiyu asked with an innocent expression, even though his lips were about to curl in a smirk. “You are a beast woman, and I am a beast mer… this is nothing.” He pushed Ruan Chanchan down on the ground, his fingers skimming against her inner thigh. “It will be over in a matter of seconds.” Like hell it did! She ended up becoming the mother of his child. ** “This is not how you are supposed to do it.” With a frown, Rong Xian stared at her. The mer was usually silent, but today he was unusually chatty. Ruan Chanchan rolled her eyes while peering out of a boulder. She was staring at the sea while trying to look for the prince of the Basilosauruses. Her eyes kept flickering as she said to the mer behind her, “I need to talk with the prince, no matter what.” “Oh, and what do you want to talk to him about?” “Just about the salt trade.” “And what are you going to offer him in return?” the mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan frowned at his question. She turned to look at him before saying, “What can I offer? At most, we can discuss some kind of cooperation.” Rong Xian licked his lips as he moved forward. He caught hold of the woman and turned her around as he pressed her against the boulder. “I don’t know about cooperation, but we can discuss copulation. What do you say, Miss Ruan? Do you want this prince to give you a litter of little basilosauruses?” ** “You need to put more strength into it,” said Liang Feng. His brows were furrowed as he looked at the weak woman who was trying to pull the fang out of her arm. Ruan Chanchan frowned and scowled at the mer. She said to him, “Do you think that it's so easy?! Why don’t you do it if you think that it's that easy?” The mer sighed and crouched down. He reached out and caught Ruan Chanchan’s arm in his hands and, without waiting for the woman to say anything else, he pulled the fang out of her arm. “AHHH—urk!” Ruan Chanchan’s scream came to a sudden halt when the mer fed her a piece of flame fruit, which was sweet and delicious. “Feeling alright?” Liang Feng asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan nodded, and the mer smiled. “Good girl.” ** Kaboom! “You have to be kidding me!” That's how Ruan Chanchan felt after landing in a prehistoric world where not only did a gender other than men and women exist, but on top of that, these people could turn into beastmen! The second she arrived, Ruan Chanchan was almost squashed to death — but somehow she managed to escape. Don’t ask her how she did it; Ruan Chanchan still had some ptsd due to that incident. But if that was not bad enough, the world where she landed was also about to end. Great. Let the world know that Ruan Chanchan had offended some great immortal somewhere. Now, if she wanted to survive, then not only did she have to teach these beastmen how to farm, cook and clean themselves—You don’t want to get her started on how dirty these beastmen could be without knowing how to clean their hands and shower every day. And raw meat—yuck. Easy? Not! Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a fool, but she also ended up becoming the only beast woman who had no beast form. With a broken beast nucleus, Ruan Chanchan couldn’t find a single person who would willingly trust her. Fortunately, she had a supermarket system with her. Watch her use cotton balls and antiseptic ointments to stop the minor bleeding of the beastmen and use common antiparasitic medications to save a dying beast cub.
fairytail72 · 1.1m Views

Reincarnated as a Half-God with SSS Abilities

[Party] [Multiple Races] [Romance] [litrpg] [system] [OP MC] [OP FL] [Non-Harem] HAPPY TO SAY I JUST SIGNED MY CONTRACT! STAY TUNED!!! BIG THINGS AHEAD!!! After nearly dying saving 14 children from his childhood Orphanage, the gods overhear Sora's nurse's prayers and Chronos, the god of time, comes to meet Sora. Who wouldn't want a second chance at life? Transmigrate to the planet of Exteria, as a half-god and half Uthra (divine being), or pass on peacefully to Paradise. Follow Sora on his adventures to save (or destroy) Exteria as he forms a party, filled with all different types of beings! He meets friends, falls in love, all while trying to level up and gain enough experience to unlock his true abilities: The abilities of his eyes. One Amethyst, one Aquamarine, a gift of Chronos, beautiful, perfect... with one major flaw... he doesn't know how or when they'll unlock. As a member of the King's council, Sora finds himself at the front row or a brewing war between the demons (and some unexpected allies), with tales of a hidden Elven sanctuary, legends of lost Chimera, Titans, even potentially the last of the dragons? Only time will tell! I've made five major re-works to this project! Apologies to those who were reading and changed. A special thank you to everyone whose been along since the beginning. Your support through the major reworks has been amazing and I’m glad I decided to go this direction! TY so very much for engaging with me -> especially via discord. Two chapters daily by 10 PM cst! 1001-1201 words per chapter will be goal moving forward! Feel free to add me on Discord! AJKNovels [Copy and paste for easy find] Current Arc 1: A second chance Arc 2: Coming Soon [will not release name to avoid any spoilers]
AJKNovels · 48.9k Views

My Netori Life With System: Stealing Milfs And Virgins

Mike Hawk was a menace, wearing his reputation like a finely tailored suit. But that name? It was the latest in a long line of aliases—the final one he would ever require. Before adopting the name Mike Hawk, he was known as El Sombra, a figure of dread in the blood-soaked alleys of Cardera—a shadow draining cartels dry before dawn. Prior to that, he operated under the alias Jin Mao in the underground markets of Suhen—a man whose cruelty was executed with such precision that powerful individuals not only lost their thrones but also their lives. They forgot they had ever occupied one. Before those identities, there was yet another name, another country, and yet another government left grappling with a cold case and the quiet shame of being outmaneuvered by one man wielding no army and showing no mercy. Caught. Jailed. Released. Renamed. Repeated. Until the United States of Erosyne buried him so deep that they believed it was permanent. But it wasn’t. Five years later, he emerged—leaner, quieter, and far more dangerous than anything they had ever contained. He required one final name. Something pristine. Something that no database on earth would ever recognize. Mike Hawk. The moment his boots hit Erosyne's pavement, reality glitched. [Dominance Authority System — Initialized.] [Objective: Claim desire from every woman who crosses your path.] The deeper the longing—housewives, girlfriends, sheltered girls who had never encountered a man like him—the stronger he became. Power, wealth, and influence followed him, as luck itself seemed to bend in his favor. Mike didn't call it a blessing. He called it leverage. Armed with the cold intelligence of a man who had outmaneuvered governments across four continents and navigated a system that rewarded every boundary he crossed, Mike Hawk didn’t start over. He simply resumed. Seduction replaced aggression. Patience replaced recklessness. And wherever he walked, desire followed like a shadow that belonged to someone else. Crime lords sensed their empires eroding from unseen sources. Politicians burdened by secrets became anxious without understanding the cause. Women who had dedicated years to constructing barriers found themselves unexpectedly unlocking doors. Yet Mike never pretended to be anything apart from what he was. "Rehabilitated?" he'd smirk. "I've been running circles around empires since before this country knew my name. Prison just gave me time to think of more fucked up things I could do soon." As fortunes crumbled under whispered promises and women who seemingly had it all surrendered willingly, Mike Hawk emerged—not as a redemption arc nor as a cautionary tale. But as a phenomenon, Erosyne had never been forewarned about: 'A phantom with a hundred pasts and one very deliberate future.' Every country thought they had seen the last of him. The United States of Erosyne doesn't even know it's already his. --------------------------- [WARNING: MATURE EXPLICIT CONTENT R18] [LOTS OF IMMERSIVE SMUTS SCENES WITHOUT REPETITIVE!] [NO NETORARE! NO YURI! ] [STRONG NETORI AND SMART MC] What to expect: No NTR, No Yuri, No Yandere/Tsundere, A lot of Netori where MC steals someone's girl, PURE EVIL MC, and LARGE harem MC is not a simp as well Tags: R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Large | Impregnation | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Moresome | Hardcore | Feet | Thicc | Milf | Gilf | Virgin | Choking | Out doors | Humiliation | Nymph| Bdsm | Fetish | Blackmail| Action | Handsome MC | Overpowered and Smart MC | Pure Villain | Comedy | Dark | and many more... Discord: https://discord.gg/fD38nPykq7
TheOneAuthor · 258.4k Views

The apocalypse is just a prank bro

He likes his tea at the correct temperature, his socks properly paired, and his mornings arranged in a way that suggests the universe still has standards. When the rain starts melting streets, the dead begin walking, and something the size of an office block starts treating the city like a snack drawer, Arthur does what any sensible man would do. He complains about infrastructure. Unknown to Arthur, the world ended three years ago. Also unknown to Arthur, an ancient reality-warping entity has bonded itself to him and now lives inside his shadow. It can erase monsters, bend perception, fold space, and turn threats into neat little cubes before Arthur has time to notice anything impolite happening nearby. Unfortunately, its host has the survival instincts of a tax form and the emotional range of a man mildly inconvenienced by poor customer service. So while Arthur walks through the apocalypse looking for socks, groceries, functioning public transport, and someone to accept his complaint letters, the thing inside his shadow works itself half to death keeping him alive. It destroys horrors before he sees them. It edits reality when he notices too much. It silently curses every monster stupid enough to approach him. And Arthur, somehow, still thinks the city just needs better maintenance. A/N: I was discovering my writing style for a few months while writing this (My first book) so the atmosphere and ambience change a lil
Lord_Frumtelbucket · 10.8k Views