kingdombuilding

Seven billion people died in the blink of an eye. An alien "light-speed bullet" vaporized Earth, leaving Captain Jason and the crew of the Victory as the only witnesses. Now, the final 51,223 survivors are stranded on Moon Base One, staring into the void where home used to be. But the Base covers a secret: an indestructible Alien Ark buried in the crater and the "Perfect Element," a substance that grants immortality. Jason is the only successful subject of the Element experiments, the First Superhuman which shattered human limits, enhanced speed, and a lifespan of 1,500 years. With a ticking clock and food reserves for only 98 days, Jason must rise as humanity's last leader. From suppressing violent cults to unlocking alien technology and enacting planetary-scale construction, he must turn a dormant sphere into an interstellar ark. Humanity is on the brink of extinction but Jason refuses it to fall

Adrian Vale died powerless and woke up in a world where power is law. In this world, bloodline determines status. Talent defines destiny. Those without magic exist only to kneel. But Adrian carries something impossible. [The Book of Eternity] A forbidden tome containing lost spell models, extinct magical professions, and casting theories erased from history itself. Here, talent is absolute. Level 7 is gifted. Level 9 is genius. Level 10 is a once-in-a-century monster. The legendary God of Magic, Orlando, possessed Level 11 talent—and stood alone against an undead army. That was considered the peak. When Adrian placed his hand on the awakening crystal… It shattered. His result? Level 12. A talent that should not exist. A potential the world has no way to measure. And with the Book of Eternity unlocking every class, every path, every forbidden spell— Adrian will not just become a mage. He will become the Supreme Archmage of all classes.

In 21st-century Lagos, cutthroat businesswoman Zara Adeyemi is poisoned by a backstabbing partner on the eve of her biggest deal. Her dying curse becomes destiny when she awakens as 15-year-old Princess Aminatu of Zazzau in 1550 CE—complete with the overpowered Empire Dominion System that grants her modern tactics, superhuman strength, seductive charisma stats, and the rare ability to bind ancient Hausa jinn spirits of smokeless fire. No longer a pawn in a man’s world, Amina rewrites history with blood, brilliance, and breathtaking passion. She trains in secret, slays misogynistic nobles who dare underestimate her, leads thunderous cavalry charges across the savanna, and forges the greatest West African empire the world has ever seen. But conquest isn’t only about territory. Five (and eventually more) devastatingly handsome, fiercely loyal men—each a king, warrior, sorcerer, or jinn in his own right—will fall to their knees before their one true queen. From sweat-soaked nights in royal tents after victory to jealous rivalries that only make the passion hotter, Amina claims them all: body, heart, and soul. Packed with explosive battles, political scheming, jinn-summoned magic, slow-burn-to-explosive reverse harem romance, system level-ups, face-slapping arrogance, and steamy adult scenes that leave nothing to the imagination, this is the ultimate historical fantasy webnovel where the Warrior Queen doesn’t choose—she conquers, seduces, and rules forever. Will Amina’s empire span from the Sahara to the forests of the south, or will an ancient jinn prophecy and jealous gods bring it all crashing down? The queen is rising… and she’s taking the world—and her men—with her.

When I first transmigrated, I thought my most cunning enemy was Varys. I eliminated Varys. After that, I believed my deadliest foe was Illyrio. I eliminated Illyrio. Then I crushed the Dothraki, thinking the path was finally clear. But with the Dothraki gone, the Free Cities became my greatest threat. Ah— Only now do I truly understand: My most dangerous and insidious enemy is neither Robert nor the White Walkers. He stands high above me. He is the one all men worship—the gods themselves!

The world toiled thoughtlessly along its monotonous ways as it had for recorded history, when its efforts and advancements one day met the requisites for integration with the multiverse, opening the door for them and all their new planetary neighbors to the reality hidden behind their own. Tom was no exception to the habitually uniform nature of the world and it’s inhabitants before their integration, apart from an eager infatuation for martial arts and meditation. He finds himself forced into a qualification tournament of the most naturally gifted human beings deemed by the ubiquitous 'System' for all of the multiverse to see, in hopes to impress one of the plethora of Gods that control the hierarchy of the multiverse. After reaching the top 10 in a Tournament of his planets most gifted warriors, Tom was selected as the Chosen of one the most feared and revered God's in the multiverse. Tom and his friends are then thrusted back onto their planet, undergoing a global Tutorial introducing beasts and humans alike to the many laws of the multiverse. There they are tasked with nurturing a budding faction stemming from a humble beach settlement. They, along with allies accrued throughout their adventures must navigate their magically malicious new world and its many diverse biomes and creatures, as well as their power hungry fellow man if they hope to enact a stable global faction before the end of their planets Tutorial. Schedule: TBD Author Note: This is a Progression LitRPG, and my very first novel. I'm rather ahead in chapters on other platforms, which are available on Patreon both for free & paid options. Any and all feedback is highly encouraged!

"Don't come back! Don't return!" That was the last message Tom received from Earth before the signal died. Stranded 15 billion kilometers from the sun, he has enough supplies to survive alone for fifteen years. But Tom doesn't want to die alone. He wants to conquer. Desperate, Tom activates the ship’s biological livestock tank. He doesn't breed cattle; he clones himself. When the clone opens its eyes, Tom realizes he hasn't just created a helper, He has unlocked a Hive Mind. One consciousness. Multiple bodies. Parallel processing. More clone, more processing power But power has a price. With twelve clones now awake, his fifteen-year food supply has shrunk to a death sentence: One year. Forced into a corner, Tom must lead his clone army to the frozen, airless surface of Loshen Star. Armed only with 19th-century steam technology and sheer grit, he must ignite the fires of industry in absolute zero. He is no longer just an astronaut. He is the Swarm. And he will turn this dead planet into a civilization of one.

Lucas had loving parents, childhood friends, and innocent ambitions to one day become a powerful Cultivator define his life. In other words, he was an ordinary boy destined to not leave much of a mark on the world; that is, until a cross-universe accident befalls him on his 9th birthday. Struck by the dying Soul of a man from 28th century Earth, Lucas should have died, but fate apparently had other plans for him. After he awakens, Lucas discovers he possesses memories of a world where science dominates and cultivation is nothing more than fantasy. Rather than dismissing these new memories which seem incompatible with his lived reality, Lucas decides to take advantage of them, aiming to blend the best of both worlds to build a better life for both himself and his loved ones. Unfortunately, this new knowledge is vague, shrouded in a fog that can only be lifted by advancing his strength; hardly an easy task for a countryside boy living on the outskirts of civilization. Even if he does gain access to this knowledge, Lucas still has to find a way to transform it into reality, a slow an arduous process that will require enormous amounts of time, resources, and help from those around him. Lucas doesn’t falter in the face of these challenges and is determined to realize his dreams of establishing a technologically advanced cultivation civilization, but the more progress he makes, and the higher he rises up, the more dangers he encounters, and the more covetous eyes set their sights on what he is trying to build. Will Lucas succeed in changing his destiny, and the destiny of his world, or will destiny consign him to the forgotten annals of history? Only time will tell… ~~~~~~~~ Author notes: First book! Please be kind and give it a chance! 10 ~ 11 chs/wk. Yes harem; most girls won't be part of it. Additional tags: No-System, No-Cheats, Eastern Cultivation, Slow Romance

I died a virgin right after winning the lottery. Bad luck? That's my brand. So when a Grim Reaper offered me reincarnation with a gacha system for a "second chance," I should've known better than to trust my luck. I rolled... an orc. The only fat orc in my entire tribe. The dungeon's demon lord gave me three years to lose weight or die. I trained harder than anyone, became stronger than most warriors in my tribe, but my belly stayed huge. With hours left to live, I made the dumbest decision of both my lives: if I'm dying anyway, might as well lose my virginity first. [Virginity Lost! System activated!] [Obtain dungeon control upon complete subjugation] Turns out I was supposed to be a DUNGEON MASTER, not a slave warrior. And turns out I've committed the ultimate taboo: interspecies breeding, forbidden across all civilizations. Now I'm a fugitive. Humans, demons, and monsters alike want me dead. My own kind thinks I'm disgusting. I have absolutely nothing left to lose. Time to turn the worst gacha pull in history into the greatest dungeon the world has ever seen.

A gamer wakes up inside his favorite game DESTINY as its most hated, cursed NPC—Kel von Rosenfeld. Doomed to die in the first arc, he now carries the knowledge of the entire game. To survive, he must defy destiny itself and rise from disgrace to absolute power.

[WARNING!!!] [Heavy 18+ Content!!!!] Skarn had been just an ordinary man once—scrolling through late-night screens, chasing the quiet rhythm of a normal life. Then fate, cruel and capricious, snuffed him out and shoved his soul into the frail, green-skinned shell of a goblin. The body was small, crooked, despised. Worse still, it came cursed: an insatiable, animal lust carved straight into the marrow, a constant low burn that no human mind could ever fully tame. Every scent, every curve, every careless brush of skin set it raging, insistent, humiliating. But the mockery didn't end there. In the dead of night, as the last echoes of forbidden sounds faded from the master's hut, a crystalline ding sliced through the haze. [Congratulations on awakening the Invisible Breeding God System.] The name alone was absurd, almost laughable—yet the knowledge that flooded his skull was cold, merciless, glittering. Invisibility: perfect, traceless, erasing sound and scent and soul-presence alike. Ten minutes under normal conditions. Thirty-minute cooldown. And then the catch—the barbed promise at the heart of it all. Power. Real power. Stats that would rise, limits that would shatter. But only through breeding. Only while unseen. Each concealed union fed the system; the system fed him back. Unlimited duration, no cooldown, as long as he was buried deep inside willing—or unwilling—flesh. Now trapped in this ugly, hated form, no woman would ever look at him with desire. No kindness would bend his way. Survival already meant hauling water, scrubbing floors, enduring the forge's heat under a blacksmith master's heavy hand. And yet right there, in the same quiet household, lived Madam Sarah: soft curves, warm smiles, maternal affection that ruffled his coarse hair without a trace of revulsion. A beautiful MILF who called him "my Skarn," who shielded him with steel-edged protectiveness, who moved through the yard with effortless grace and left him aching, twitching, hating himself for every filthy thought that followed. The system dangled freedom like a blade held just out of reach. Reject it, and he could cling to the frayed threads of his human decency—stay small, stay safe, stay sane. Give in, and the first shadowed act might claim the one woman who had ever shown him gentleness. The night held its breath. The choice coiled tight behind his ribs. What would break first: the collar around his neck, or the last scraps of restraint in his mind? [Tags: R18, Mature, Smut, Heavy Smut, Netori, Breeding, Impregnation, MILF, Harem, System, Invisibility, Stealth Sex, Goblin MC, Isekai, Transmigration, Weak to Strong, Taboo, Large Breasts, Creampie, Corruption, Slow Burn, Dark Fantasy, No NTR (Only Netori), Yuri (Only in MCs presence), Explicit Sexual Content, Fetish Elements]

In the era of the Old World, there walked women who did not merely cast magic, but breathed life into the world. They were the weavers of Black Magic, more commonly known as Witches. For thousands of years, the earth has been barren of them. For a Witch is not born, she is wrought. The scholars of the Old World claimed three conditions unlock this forbidden power: First, there must be the Drowning of the Heart. The woman must be pushed past the breaking point of human sorrow. Grief must become the water that drowns her humanity. Second, there must be the Sharpening of the Will. Hate must become the steel of her spine. She must choose not to weep, but to burn. Third, and most rare, there must be the Anchor of the Beast. A Witch without a tether is but a storm that consumes itself. She requires a Devotion that rivals her own: a Dragon who would trade his divinity to stand in the shadow of her thorns. When these three tides collide, the Mage dies, and the Witch awakens. It is said that when the Witch returns, the mountains will breathe again. The dead woods will scream, and the kingdoms of men will be reclaimed by a garden that never sleeps.

At 21 years old, Daniel Storm was not chosen because he was brave. He was chosen because he was stubborn about production ratios. A strategist. A systems thinker. A developer who believed wars were not won by heroes — but by logistics, infrastructure, and who ran out of resources first. After winning his own galactic simulation project — Space L.O.R.D. (Logistics, Operations, Research, and Dominion) — Daniel passed out at his desk. When he opened his eyes, he wasn’t in his room. He was in front of a Supreme Being made of galaxies. Apparently, optimizing fleet efficiency at 3 a.m. is considered “cosmic talent.” Instead of granting him instant power or a legendary bloodline, the Being inserts Daniel into a sealed, invisible star system — a closed domain filled with ancient scrap, ruined warships, and dormant technology. No army. No empire. No cheat code. Just trash. And his project — now integrated into reality. With access to: • Production Ascension • Controlled Summon Authority • Multiplicative Scaling • Adaptive Technology Evolution • A personal AI assistant named Snow (who may or may not judge his decisions constantly) • And a unique personal skill: Adversity Engine — the greater the pressure, the faster he evolves. But outside his hidden domain, the galaxy is far from peaceful. Four major galactic superpowers dominate the stars. Corporate trade coalitions manipulate economies. Hive civilizations consume entire systems. Ancient alchemist unions hoard forbidden technologies. Pirate clans rule the hyperlanes. Political tensions simmer toward inevitable war. One day, Daniel Storm will have to face them. And when that day comes— He won’t rely on hero speeches. He’ll rely on production capacity. Because while the galaxy fights loudly… Daniel grows quietly. And nothing is more dangerous than a junkyard managed by a strategist with unlimited patience.

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.

He can feel every wound in the world. He just can't feel his own. Cael Dawnmere is Veth's most feared Warden — a man who walks toward monsters while everyone else runs. His secret: he feels other people's pain as his own, a forbidden Mark that makes ignoring suffering impossible. For twenty-seven years, saving others has been the only way to survive himself. Sable Vorne was sent to find him. The empire she serves knows what he is — the last Soulreader, the only being alive who can seal the tears bleeding darkness into the world. They want to use him. Then discard him. The same way they discarded the one before him. She was not supposed to warn him. She warned him anyway. Now they're running — through a world fracturing at the seams, toward an ancient people who hold the only answers, hunted by the empire that wants him as a weapon and her as a loose end. Falling toward each other the way two people do when they've spent their whole lives saving everyone but themselves. The darkness is bleeding through. The wounds in the sky are growing. And the only man who can stop it is about to learn the hardest truth of his life: You cannot rescue the world while you're still bleeding.

Join our MC who in her previous life was one of the last surviving members of a legendary noble family who were known for their abilities to tame dragons as she journeys into this new unforgiving world called Toril in the continent of Feirun after dying to her lovers sword. Follow her journey from being Reincarnated as a bhaalspawn to A supreme being known and feared across the chaotic origin dimension. I should warn you, she is no hero she is a highly intelligent, talented, and formidable individual, known for her sharp wit and strategic mind.. She is a dangerous ally and an even more dangerous foe.

***For RR staff members, I'm also going to publish this novel on your site. Please, accept it**** When eighteen-year-old orphan Alex dies in a meaningless construction accident, he awakens before a goddess who offers him a second life, but of course, not without a condition attached to it. Reborn in a beautiful yet broken world where women vastly outnumber men, he soon discovers the truth behind this fragile paradise: most men can no longer produce heirs. Noble houses are desperate for bloodlines. Churches guard forbidden secrets. And countless women live lonely lives in a society built to deny them love. Gifted with a mysterious system that rewards intimacy, loyalty, and growth, Alex suddenly becomes the most valuable man alive. But power attracts danger. As his influence spreads and a devoted harem begins to form around him, Alex realizes this mission is not merely about saving a dying world. Beneath the political struggles, corrupt clergy, noble intrigues, and unseen threats lies a far darker reality. He was not chosen by chance. He was brought here to fix a mistake the goddess cannot afford to reveal. Advanced Chapters are available on Patreon Page: [https://www.patreon.com/posts/instant-access-144074236?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link]

Ten thousand years ago, the world of Gaia was shattered. To stop the First King, a great and powerful man, the world's ultimate power—the Heart of Ozyra—was broken into Elemental Shards. These Shards now power the isolated, vastly different realms of the surface: the gothic knight-fortresses of Aethelgard, the streets of Synthetica, the floating sky-islands of Aeris, and the treacherous, illusion-filled deserts of the Mirage.

[18+ Mature Content] [Gore] [Epic Fantasy] [Ultimate Anarchy Guide][Throne Usurping Manual] [Leadership Guide] [How To Start A Cult Guide] [Kingdom Building] [Large Scale Wars] [No Sharing] [No Yuri] His rage left kingdoms in ruins. His name made emperors quake in their boots. His undying horde forced entire continents to unite in fear. This is not the tale of an ordinary man. This is the legend of the greatest general known to humanity — a conqueror who subdued empires, crushed dynasties, and commanded death itself… yet failed to conquer the darkness in his own soul. After dying to the very demonic supreme art that granted him centuries of invincibility, Bi Si awakens three hundred years in the past. Reborn with every memory intact and the weight of his sins. Reborn with a single task — to protect the Central Plains from an impending calamity destined to wipe out all of humanity. But can a man who drowned the world in blood truly become its savior? Or will history once again tremble beneath his banner? The Undying Horde shall rise again. The Divine General of Death shall ride again.

Jason Todd — Robin turned Red Hood — survives a sacrificial death and wakes in Essos, enslaved in Meereen's fighting pits. His Lazarus Pit-fueled resilience and combat training make him a feared gladiator. After two years and 143 kills, he intervenes to protect Daenerys Targaryen, defeats Khal Drogo in single combat, and unexpectedly becomes Khal — leader of 40,000 Dothraki warriors. I hope you're enjoying the fanfiction so far! I'd love to hear your thoughts on it. Whether you loved it, hated it, or have some constructive criticism, your feedback is super important to me. Feel free to drop a comment or send me a message with your thoughts. Can't wait to hear from you! If you're passionate about fanfiction and love discussing stories, characters, and plot twists, then you're in the right place! I've created a Discord server dedicated to diving deep into the world of fanfiction, especially my own stories. Whether you're a reader, a writer, or just someone who enjoys a good tale, I welcome you to join us for lively discussions, feedback sessions, and maybe even some sneak peeks into upcoming chapters, along with artwork related to the stories. Let's nerd out together over our favorite fandoms and explore the endless possibilities of storytelling! Click the link below to join the conversation: https://discord.com/invite/HHHwRsB6wd Can't wait to see you there! Thank you for your support!

“You know, son... It doesn't bother me that you stare at the Duke of Cadia's daughter's breasts like an idiot. They're huge, they attract attention, I understand. But did you really have the audacity to grab them in front of everyone? And then ask if she was pink while you squeeze it? Have you lost your fucking mind?” “Well... father, about that...” Ethan was a legitimate degenerate pervert, but a discreet one who didn't like to show off too much. Unfortunately, the same was not true for his system, the Great Pervert's SSS Rank Summoning System. It didn't give a damn whether he wanted to be a discreet degenerate or not. As a Golden Lord, he had the responsibility of forging a nation and ruling over large armies and millions of subjects... Unfortunately, with this damn system, being a king known for his justice and kindness could hardly be part of Ethan's plans. Apparently, he would need to be the Emperor of Love and Huge Tits!