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My Netori Life With System: Stealing Milfs And Virgins

[WARNING: MATURE EXPLICIT CONTENT R18] [LOTS OF SMUTS! NO NETORARE! NO YURI] [STRONG NETORI AND SMART MC] 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. ---------------------------- 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 · 64.2k Views

As A Mafia Boss, I Refuse To Be An Extra

In the year 2350, Earth changed forever. Portals tore open across the skies, unleashing monstrosities no human had ever faced. But with the monsters came awakening – humans gained power, ranks, and a status screen that defined their place in the new world. Two centuries later, power no longer belonged to politicians, but to the awakened. Damian Valcor, a bored 15-year-old, only cared about passing the entrance exam for an academy. But on the eve of the results, his life was overturned when he awakened the memories of his past life. A past life where he was not an ordinary man… But a ruthless mafia boss. To his shock, the world he now lived in was nearly identical to a novel he had once come across in his previous life. Although he remembered the world, he didn’t remember any of the characters of that novel. But he was sure of one thing. Damian Valcor was not one of the main characters. He was just a random Extra. With underworld cunning, ruthless ambition, and the knowledge of what lies in the future for this world, Damian must make sure to protect his loved ones, the loved ones he never had in his past life. He will make sure to snuff out the existence of any being who dared to endanger them. But for that… He needs to rise as the one pulling the strings. And to do that, he needed… Power. "Power isn’t granted, it’s taken – and I’ve had a lifetime of practice." ________________ Schedule:- 2 Chapter/Day for now. Make sure to add this novel to your collections and give reviews if you like it :) Discord:- https://discord.gg/5PxSMfSUhJ
Whispering_Sloth · 1.3m Views

THE GOD EATER

"What are you willing to do to achieve something? How serious are you about achieving your goals?" This was the question that Loki and the other people who came to the Four Directions sect to earn their freedom were asked on their first day in the sect. For Loki, this question was easy for him to answer because he was reborn as a slave in this world and had already defied the will of his slave master in order to join the Four Directions sect. He had braved danger and suffering to reach the Four Directions sect. So he knew what it meant to be desperate and was willing to do whatever was required of him to achieve his goal. In the world of the blessed heaven realm, there is no such thing as human rights, and freedom is a luxury that very few people have. It is said that everyone is a slave to someone. The only difference is how strong their master is. So he, just like everyone else, is under the control of someone above them. But he doesn't want to remain a slave forever. He aspires to greatness, immortality, and freedom. He wants to acquire enough power to gain control of his fate. He also wants to rise to the top of the world and be the one to control others. He even wants to gain power and control over death. In order to achieve this, he is willing to do anything. This is his answer to the question of what he is willing to do to achieve his goals. His answer to this question was why he awakened the Fenrir metac. This is a metac that can help him achieve his goals by granting him the ability to find prey, hunt prey, and devour them to strengthen himself. With the Fenrir metac, he will transform from a prey into a predator. He will even have the chance to rise to the top of the food chain and become the strongest predator. That is to be his purpose in life, and with great luck and perseverance, he might achieve it. Golden Tickets/Power Stones: Bonus Chapters 1. 50/500: 1 Bonus Chapters. 2. 100/1,000: 2 Bonus Chapters. 3. 150/1,500: 3 Bonus Chapters. 4. 200/2,000: 4 Bonus Chapters. 5. 300/3,000: 5 Bonus Chapters. There will also be bonus chapters for gifts. Discord: https://discord.gg/wA7n2M23Aw
DMadLord · 1m Views

One Piece : Evil Admiral

"At a high-level review meeting for the Naval Inspection Department, a stern official glares at the East Blue's newest inspector, Lancelot. ''Inspector Lancelot, explain this!'' the official demands. ''Why do seven different queens from kingdoms across the East Blue have children who bear a... striking, 70-to-80-percent resemblance to you?'' Lancelot, busy admiring a secretary, just yawns. ''Coincidence.'' ''Coincidence?!'' ''Absolutely,'' Lancelot says, pointing a thumb at the furious Fleet Admiral. ''I mean, I share a good 60-percent resemblance to Admiral Akainu. Does that mean he's my long-lost son?'' An explosion of magma vaporizes the corner of the table. ''I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS PUNK!'' ''Ooh, scary~'' Kizaru drawls, holding him back. ''Just endure it a little longer, Sakazuki...'' ''You can't beat him, anyway,'' Aokiji mutters from under his sleep mask. ''Then explain this!'' the official snaps, moving on. ''Why do your East Blue marines receive salaries and benefits that rival Headquarters?'' Lancelot scoffs. ''With the original paltry pay, you could barely scrape by. Why would anyone choose this job over being, say, a pirate? I'm just making the job competitive!'' This is the story of Lancelot. After transmigrating into the body of a 3-meter-tall, famously weak, and cowardly Marine nepo baby, he decides to flip the script. Armed with a corrupt Vice Admiral father in Mariejois, two overpowered Systems, and a complete lack of shame, Lancelot's journey is just beginning. His plan? Con an OP swordswoman into joining him (and giving her a Zoan fruit), recruit a 12-million-Beri pirate as his enforcer, and fake being an 'Absolute Justice' psycho. Lancelot is out to build an empire, get filthy rich, and assemble a 'team' of the most beautiful women in the seas... all while pretending to be the most terrifyingly efficient Marine in the East Blue."
OPlovers11 · 1.1m Views

The Return of the Fallen Luna: Rise of the Heiress

[Mature Content] [18+ Only] [Smut] **** “Nathan…” Maddison murmured sweetly, her voice soft, almost playful. “Ashley’s been clinging to you over that mating ceremony lately… doesn’t it exhaust you?” “Baby…” Nathan’s voice dropped, low and rough, laced with disdain. “Let’s not waste our time talking about someone so irrelevant while we’re enjoying ourselves.” A cold smirk tugged at his lips. “You know those promises I made to her meant nothing.” His tone turned darker, almost amused. “I said them just to watch her hope… just so I could rip it away from her tomorrow.” His gaze hardened. “I want her to stand there and watch it happen—watch with her own eyes who would become my Luna.” His hand slid around Maddison’s waist, pulling her firmly against him, possessive and certain. “It was always you. Only you.” A flicker of anger crossed his face, sharp and unforgiving. “I’ll make her regret the day she was born. If that disgusting woman she calls a mother hadn’t switched you at the hospital, none of this would’ve happened. You—the true Alpha’s daughter—wouldn’t have wasted eighteen years suffering while that impostor lived in your place.” He let out a quiet scoff, thick with contempt. “If things had been right from the start, you would’ve grown up beside me… as my future bride.” Nathan brushed Maddison’s hair aside, his voice dropping into something darker, colder. “All we’re doing now… is correcting a mistake.” His lips curved faintly. “She can drown in her misery while the entire pack turns its back on her…” His grip on Maddison tightened slightly. “…and you take the place that’s always been yours.” *** After Ashley was exposed as the fake Alpha’s daughter, her world collapsed overnight. The people who once adored her turned cold, one by one—including Nathan, her childhood sweetheart and fiancé. He didn’t just abandon her; he played along, pretending to go through with the mating ceremony, only to use it as a stage to humiliate her and publicly claim Maddison—the true Alpha’s daughter—as his mate. It was his way of proving that without her title, Ashley was nothing. They expected her to stay. To bow her head, accept the blame, and atone for a “sin” that was never hers. But they forgot how far they had pushed her. After enduring Maddison’s cruelty and torture, Ashley chose to run. She left everything behind and, in time, found someone else—someone far removed from the life that had broken her. By the time Nathan realized the truth of his own feelings, that it had always been Ashley, it was already too late. She had entered a contract marriage with the Monster Duke, and Nathan even took part in sending her to someone else's bed. Nathan thought she would regret it. Thought she would come back. But he was wrong, and regret drowned him. Now, he wanted her back and would do anything to make it happen, but would Ashley's husband allow it?
GoddessKM · 115.4k Views

Defy The Alpha(s)

Two centuries after the Great War, peace between humans and werewolves was finally achieved, or so everyone believes. Werewolves reign like gods, and humans remain blissfully unaware of their true place in the new world order. To maintain this fragile balance, each year, a handful of "lucky" humans are selected from various districts to attend Lunaris Academy, a prestigious institution that promises glory, status, and a chance to mingle with the elite. Those chosen are hailed as the lucky few, destined to marry powerful alphas and rise as luna. This year, Violet Purple is among the chosen, much to everyone's surprise. For an orphaned girl adopted by a disgraced prostitute, this is a golden ticket to a better life or so she's told. But Lunaris Academy isn’t the paradise it’s painted to be. Everything Violet and her fellow humans have been taught is a lie. Humans are far from equal; they're pawns in a much larger game. The academy is nothing but a gilded cage, and the students are lambs led to slaughter, playthings for the alphas to toy with in their ruthless games. To make matters worse, Violet catches the attention of the most dangerous players in this game, the Terror Four: the Alpha of the North, Alpha of the South, Alpha of the East, and Alpha of the West. Each one is more dangerous, more twisted, and more powerful than the last. But even among themselves, the alphas are divided, each with their own deadly ambitions. Yet, they all have their eyes on her. They expect Violet to play along, to fall in line like the others who worship at their feet, to break under their games. But Violet isn’t like the others. She refuses to bow. She’ll defy them all.
Glimmy · 5.5m Views

He Was Too Young to Be This Dangerous

He was supposed to be just another spoiled heir flatlining on a penthouse floor. One more overdose. One more file stamped “troubled rich boy.” Then Dr. Rowan Blackwood looked at him like he was someone not special and that single, stupid moment of boldness lit a fuse no one saw coming. Now the seventeen-year-old billionaire heir won’t stop until he owns Rowan completely. Body. Mind. Soul. He’ll buy the hospital wing if he has to. He’ll show up at 3 a.m. outside Rowan’s locked apartment door. He’ll burn every boundary, break every rule, ruin every excuse Rowan tries to hide behind because once someone sees the real, bleeding boy underneath the cocaine and couture, Nyx Ravencroft doesn’t let go. Ever. Rowan should run. Ethics scream it. The law demands it. Her career would survive it. But every time those fever-bright eyes lock on hers, every time that trembling, manic hand reaches out like it’s drowning… something inside the unflinching doctor starts to fracture. One wrong touch. One forbidden kiss in the dark. One night where detox sweat and desperate sobs blur into something neither of them can name. They’re definitely not supposed to *need* this. But obsession doesn’t ask for permission. And healing… healing can look a lot like destruction when the wrong two people find each other at the worst possible time. Welcome to the kind of love that ruins lives and might just save them anyway. Dark. Forbidden. Addictive. You won’t look away. Even when you know you should. >>>>>>>> The audio was clean.  Crisp.  Every hitch, every gasp, every whispered "yes" and "more" rendered in perfect high-definition clarity. Rowan's knees buckled.  She caught herself against the door palm flat, sliding down an inch. "That's… that's illegal. You can't... you can't have that." Nyx lowered the phone slowly.  The moans cut off when he paused the video. "Illegal?" he echoed, almost gently. "Like fucking your patient in the backseat? Like letting him finger you until you screamed? Like coming home the next morning and lying to your friends that 'nothing happened'?" >>>>>>>> Age Gap, Obsessive Love, Yandere, Doctor x Patient, Forbidden Romance, Dark Romance, Manipulation, Psychological. >>>>>>>> Note: The cover art for this novel is my original work. Do not repost or use without permission. Cover Illustration [Stranger02]. All rights reserved.
Stranger02 · 52.7k Views

Sold to the Dark Wing

Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate? **** The candlelight quivered against the cracked walls of the old inn, shadows twisting like restless spirits. Eva froze as he wasn't suppose to be here! Hades sat in the crimson chair, his presence consuming the air, thick and suffocating, as if the world itself had bowed before him. Swirling the red liquid in his glass, his bright purple eyes never left the shadows, yet he knew she was there before she moved. "Who is it this time?" His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share."
mata0eve · 269.1k Views