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PAINTER OF SAVAGERY

(Matured Contents) "You can't have a cake and eat it too." ~~~~~ Sirena Calantha "Every stroke of my brush paints the path of our love, with each color representing a different facet of you that makes my heart skip a beat. As I layer on the paint, I realize just how much you mean to me. Like the pigments of my masterpiece, my love for you will remain vibrant and colorful for eternity. Just like the brushstrokes on my silly drawing, my heart will never falter in expressing my affection for you. But Sirena, I've come to realize that your happiness is not connected to me. You also have to live for yourself. Sometimes, the final destination is to let go, and I think it's time for us to part ways. It's time for us to stop crossing paths." - L.F. Darrow ---- Set in the Mid-20th century. Renowned throughout the country for her mouth-watering meals and countless desserts, Sirena Calantha is a celebrated chef and the heir of the Calantha family. She independently built her empire from scratch without her family's penny, until it slowly began to crumble. A disruption grew in her business and that was in the atrocities of a barbarian, a man of witty tricks. He was a painter of destruction, one that his every savage canvas had tarnished the reputations of popular elites and talented literates. Sirena, a sociopath, has to catch this faceless masked man, but when this happens, everything turns out to become a dream and a trap. A web of hidden pasts and closed chapters reopening. --- *SLOWBURN ROMANCE* It's worth a try.
Atiny_Jung05 · 11.7k Views

Uma Musume: Arena All Star Dream Cup!(What-If)

(Just type 'UMAASDC' in the search area for find this book) Once, you were only a mobile game player and anime viewer, someone who knew the races, the skills, and all the back stories of Uma Musume: Pretty Derby. Everything belonged on a screen. Until one night, your phone glitched, and you woke up standing before Tracen Academy, holding a real Trainer ID. Seiun Sky, A lazy-looking schemer with sharp instincts and a dangerous mind as playful person. She wasn’t born from a famous bloodline, nor raised with expectations of greatness. No legendary pedigree. No overwhelming physical talent. No spotlight from the start as a local horse. King Halo, Proud, demanding, and desperate to prove she belongs at the top as the first class horse not to be treated as a "Daughter of A Legendary Horse," Silence Suzuka, Gentle, radiant, and far too fast for her own good. We as players know the cruel future that once awaited her as a great escaper. Haru Urara, Cheerful, endlessly positive, and famous for never winning. As players, we know the truth. We understand why Haru Urara never stops smiling, why she keeps running forward with unwavering positivity. It all began with the Arima Kinen she watched as a child. But standing beside them as an actual trainer, not a player, one question becomes unavoidable: Can someone who knows the ending rewrite their fate and guide them all toward futures they were never meant to have? It's up to you, trainer-san! (The race uses the in-game skill, so enjoy it!)
DaoistAhZe27 · 764.9k Views

Kicked Out The True Heiress is a Metaphysics Boss

[True & Fake Heiress + Metaphysics Face-Slapping + 1v1 Power Couple] After being kicked out by her snobby adoptive family, everyone thought Guan Xuxu would end up sleeping on the streets. Instead, in the blink of an eye, she was revealed to be the true heiress of the billionaire Jiang family! Seeing her new wealth, the Guan family deeply regretted their decision. Shamelessly, they demanded half of the Jiang family’s fortune as "repayment" for raising her. Guan Xuxu merely sneered. With a flick of her wrist, she activated a single Truth Talisman, instantly exposing the Guan family’s ugly, greedy faces to the entire world. When her scumbag ex-boyfriend tried to crawl back to her, she raised a hand and ensured he saw his "ancestors" every single night at exactly 3:00 AM. Her elite cousins thought she was an uneducated embarrassment. That is, until the most powerful men in the country started lining up at her door. The Head of the Song Family: "As long as Master Jiang saves my daughter, name any price!" The rival Gu Family: "If Master Jiang helps us, President Jiang will be my blood brother from now on!" Even her habitually defiant younger cousin became her biggest fanatic: "This is my only big sister! If anyone dares to curse her, I’ll curse their whole family!" The Jiang family finally realized their "poor little girl" was actually a top-tier Boss in the Xuanmen (Mystic Arts) world! Exorcising evil, drawing talismans, and saving lives Guan Xuxu was incredibly busy. She also had to find time to chase after a "Golden Thigh" for good luck. Guan Xuxu: "I'm so exhausted." Chu Beihe, the untouchable 'Golden Thigh', proactively stepped forward to share the burden, wrapping his arms around her waist: "There is no need to chase. I am already yours."
KleinMoretti26 · 38.6k 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 · 294.7k 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 · 35.8k Views