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Fated To The Cursed Prince

She was bound to save him... or doom them both *** Serenya was meant to be a peace offering—married off to the cursed prince of a kingdom she barely knew. But the moment their blood touched, something ancient awakened. Kaelen is no ordinary man. Every midnight, the monster inside him rises—wild, ravenous, and bloodthirsty. Only pain, desire… and Serenya’s blood can tame him. Now, she’s more than his bride. She’s his anchor. His craving. His undoing. ** Strip and feed me." Serenya stood frozen. His words echoed in her mind. 'Strip… and feed me' For a moment, she thought she had misheard him. Her chest tightened. A wave of humiliation crashed into her so suddenly, it almost made her dizzy. 'I, Serenya… crowned Princess of Ariathen… reduced to this??' Her fingers curled slowly at her sides. 'After everything… after losing my soldiers… after being dragged into this cursed kingdom. I should strip and feed you??!!' "With all due respect your majesty. I am your wife, not your servant!" She paused "You cannot expect me to—" "Expect?" He cut her off. The word rolled off his tongue slowly, almost amused. Kaelen leaned got off from his chair, his gaze never leaving hers. Then stood when he was just a centimeter away from him "Let me make something clear to you, Princess." His voice was calm. Too calm. "But you will learn very quickly—" He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbow against the arm of the chair, his eyes darkening. "In Veyr… you don't get to decide what you will or won't do." The air in the room seemed to tighten. His gaze flicked over her once more—slow, deliberate. "As for 'wife'…" he continued, almost lazily. "That title means nothing to me." A pause. Then— "You are here because you are useful." The words landed like a blade. "And right now…" his voice dropped lower, "you will do exactly as I say." ** Their love was never supposed to happen. Their fates were never meant to intertwine. But now that they’re bound in blood… There’s no turning back. DISCLAIMER!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT AND VIVID IMAGERY Join my WhatsApp community to get updates and behind the scenes on all my works; https://chat.whatsapp.com/KvwNyVydlzn76L4knQ5RoB
MystiqueWrites_99 · 12.2k Views

Warhammer 40k: The Men of Iron Return to the Galaxy

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have passed, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity’s fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor
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Gender Bender: I Can’t Stop Turning into a Futanari Demon Enchantress

[Warning: Mature Content R-18, Smut, Yuri, Futanari] "To rule the world, he wanted to be a King. Fate decided he would be a Queen." "Keep your stance wide, grip the sword tight," Alex muttered to himself, trying to focus on the training dummy. As a fellow traveler from Earth, he dreamed of a powerful system, strength, domination, and standing at the top. But as a drop of sweat rolled down his chest, it didn't hit a flat, hard muscle. Instead, it slid down the valley between two soft, highly sensitive mounds of flesh that definitely hadn't been there a month ago. A thunderstorm in the Green Leaf Mountains changed everything. “Look at you,” a dark, purring voice echoed inside his mind, sending a deep shiver straight down to his toes. It was the Silver Serpent Empress, the ancient ghost who wants to occupy his body, but is now trapped inside his head. “Trying so hard to play the tough man’s act?” “We both know your little toy down there is shrinking, and your new body is just begging to be touched and used.” A cold, phantom hand traced the newly carved dip of Alex’s waist, sliding upward under his shirt to pinch a highly sensitive peak on his chest. Alex gasped, his back arching off the mattress as an intense, melting heat flooded his system. “Such a responsive body,” the Silver Serpent Empress purred, her ghostly body wrapping tightly around him. "Stop fighting it, my little vessel." “Let’s see how long you can hold it in,” she loves to push him into dirty, desperate situations. Alex trembled, clutching his chest where his nipples were throbbing painfully against his shirt. "I am a man! I won't be your toy!" As his mutation deepens, she will force him into intense, sweaty Yuri encounters. He finds himself pinned beneath powerful females, his girly body subjected to deep oral worship. He will be forced to endure endless milking to drain what little of his male pride remains, riding out mind-shattering orgasms that slowly rewrite his brain into a needy, desperate girl. Locked in a battle for his own body, Alex watches in horror as his rough male skin was peeling away, leaving him soft and ultra-sensitive. His waist was shrinking, his hips were widening, and worst of all, his body was constantly leaking a sweet, heavy scent. But the Empress made one fatal mistake: she gave him a weapon, the potent pheromone, and it drove every woman who breathed it into a blind, sloppy frenzy of lust. Alex refuses to just be her broken pet. If the Empress wants to turn him into a demonic enchantress, he will play the part to survive. Instead of hiding in fear, he starts to adapt. Alex must navigate a world where he is no longer the hunter but turning into the ultimate prize. Will the Empress successfully break his mind and turn him into a submissive toy, or will Alex master his new female body and use his irresistible allure to conquer the world? *Slow-Burn TF: A detailed transformation from a lean boy to a voluptuous, devastatingly sexy beauty. *Genre: Gender Bender (Male to Female), High Fantasy, Adult, System, Harem, Incest (Cousins), R-18, Mature, Yuri (After Transformation), Futanari, Domination/Submission. Discord: https://discord.gg/4mA9SXtGh If you can't wait to find out what happens next, you don't have to! You can read up to 30+ Chapters ahead together with 300+ (R-18) Character Arts right now on my Patreon. Patreon/Mountain Dusk Walker — Gender Change Web-Novels Thank you so much for reading and supporting my work!
MountainDuskwalker · 862.9k Views