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The dragon's harem

What makes dragons strong? It's not their power or magic, but their mind. Arrogance, greed, Iron Will, and the lack of human restraints. What would happen if you threw such a creature into human society? Would they understand humans? What does love even mean to them? This is the situation that our MC, Arad Orion found himself in. A newborn dragon bringing "Might make Right" to the humanoids, but why? Due to an abnormal condition, the mighty void dragons are on the brink of extinction. Their bodies have suddenly started rejecting their kind. Due to that, Arad's mother dropped his egg into a forest where he could hatch safely, leaving him with a fragment of her consciousness and informing him of the condition of their race. From that point, his goal became clear. To save their race by either finding a cure for their condition or going the second route of making more void dragons. But, sadly, nothing is ever that easy. Finding a cure is almost impossible. Arad is still practically a newborn and cannot tap into the terrifying might of his race, and his rarity makes him a prime target for mages and scholars seeking to study the dying race. Dragons are arrogant, proud, and vicious. Yet those feeling extends to those whom they love. You who touched a dragon's love, Retribution is an insult, and life is a crime. Beware as merely existing draws the dragon's wrath. Follow Arad on his journey as he grows from a naive wyrmling to a grown dragon with enough wisdom and power to stand with the strongest of the world. *** If you liked the story, please support it with power stones and comments! The story now has a Discord server. Please visit it to see character art by me and the community. https://discord.gg/HeMgrd9AEC *** You can contact me at Discord at any time Alen_Tanor#1599 And last. Please don't forget to leave a review, it really helps!
Alen_Tanor · 3.3m Views

Billionaires' Regret: My Ex's Nemesis Fathering My Triplets

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
DP_RINN · 243.8k Views

Next Generation Arsenal/ fragments of defiance

Reality is not natural. It is administered. Every action requires permission. Every consequence must be paid. Gods rule because existence recognizes their authority—and those deemed too dangerous, too contradictory, or simply too inconvenient are erased until even history forgets they were there. Nyxus should have suffered that fate. Known as Access Denied, he survives an attack designed to delete him not only from existence, but from the story itself. Thrown into Archaverse Twenty-Seven, Nyxus awakens beneath the rule of Karma, the God of Chaos—a being so thoroughly favored by reality that the universe carries out his decisions before he needs to move. Nyxus is recruited into ACT, a faction of anomalies led by the impossibly knowledgeable Aoikishi. Its members include Kaosu, Karma’s rebellious son; Raiyo, a swordsman capable of severing the relationships between things; Torin, an ordinary man too stubborn to let his own injuries stop him; and Yamiya Miekō, the surviving remnant of a deleted world whose strange Dark Logical Energy can reduce impossible systems to their simplest answer. They are not an army. They are an arsenal of errors reality failed to correct. Their enemies extend far beyond Karma. The Continuum Concord appoints gods, regulates history, measures deviation, and removes anyone whose existence produces too many “Flicks.” An ancient man whose touch destabilizes reality has concluded that suffering itself is being arranged into stories—and he intends to find whatever is watching. What begins as a hunt for corrupted artifacts and the mythical Terminal becomes a war over the ownership of existence itself. To survive, these anomalies cannot merely become stronger. They must deny the permissions that make gods untouchable, sever power from its source, simplify the laws protecting it, and force reality to collect the debts it has paid on behalf of its favorites. But some truths were buried deeper than history. Something inside Yamiya has never needed permission. Gods can die. Heroes can be deleted. Narratives can be destroyed. And somewhere beyond everything that believes itself real, the Observer is watching. This is not the story of one chosen hero. It is the story of every broken thing that refused its assigned ending. Fandom: https://next-generation-arsenal-nga.fandom.com/wiki/Next-_Generation_-_Arsenal_-_NGA_Wiki
James_Nelson_6200 · 26.1k Views

Douluo: Rise as the Immortal

(Set In Soul land III: Legend of the Dragon King) A soul from another world, reborn through time and space. Will he live an ordinary life, or rise to dominate in a chaotic era? The grand curtain rises—no one can remain untouched! How will the story unfold? Will the soul beasts unite the world? If so, will the ancient legend of lovers dying for love still exist? Can the God King’s schemes still succeed against the demons beyond the heavens? Will Tang Wulin completely replace the Golden Dragon King? The Douluo Plane has long awaited one who can bring an end to all karma. Perhaps once, you and I were closest friends. Even if bonds remain between us, our stances differ. When it comes to the survival of races and the unification of nations, we can only scheme against each other, awaiting the final outcome. Warning: Male lead follows the genius trope—skip if not your preference. Ruthless and decisive, his cheat ability is the secrets of the human body. Female leads: Gu Yuena, Gu Yue, Na'er. ***** You can read more chapters ahead of everyone on p@treon. P@TREON - [email protected]/lessaservantofcosmos (just replace the "@" with "a") Disclaimer : I don't own Soul Land or it's characters neither this fanfic. The image used in the cover isn't mine. This is Chinese fanfiction. I'm just translating it. I'm just changing the names and some grammar. I'm trying to make it more understandable. All right reserved to the author 路在远方Qa (for the fanfic) and Tang Jia San Shao (for Soul Land)
Lessa_Grace · 1.2m Views

Fabled Class: To Iona

PLOT SCOPE The barrier holding back Abaddon — powered by the Twelve Heavenly Crystals — has started to weaken, and Gates to that realm are tearing open all across Zeon, threatening to unleash floods of fiends onto every civilization in their path. In response, the Fabled Class sends Kei and Vincent on a critical scouting mission into the Sunhonghin Imperial Kingdom (Iona). Their goal: infiltrate the Shengyowon vault during the once-every-three-years Fang Heian festival, track down the crystals, and figure out what's draining their power. Once they arrive in Iona, the pair builds a cover story and ends up crossing paths with Princess Choi Yejin, leader of the Blood Rose division. After demonstrating their combat skill through a series of trials and duels at Zheng Fort, they're formally brought into the imperial ranks as her retainers. Their journey deeper into Iona, headed toward Lingwen Fortress, takes a sharp turn when the Southern Alliance Treaty (SAT) launches a full-scale invasion. Forced to fight alongside the Hwa-Samurai along the coastline and take down enemy commanders in the process, Kei and Vincent find themselves stretched thin — juggling their cover as loyal retainers with their real mission, all while something darker moves quietly behind the scenes, working to tear down the barriers protecting their world. SYSTEM Practition is the dominant power system across the world of Zeon, rooted in teachings passed down by Amaterasu when she first came to the realm. Those who wield it go by practitioners, though terms like mage or sorcerer are used just as often. At its core, practition draws on two fundamental forces: Prana and Mantra. Prana is the raw energy of life itself — every living creature carries it, tracing back to the moment the God Tree, Drassil, first gave rise to life. Within practition, prana's main use is healing. When compressed tightly enough within body and soul, it transforms into something else called Anima, which practitioners use to enhance their physical abilities beyond normal human limits. Mantra, meanwhile, is the energy woven into nature itself — present everywhere except the empty dark beyond the realms. Practitioners typically use mantra to bend natural elements like fire, water, earth, ice, and wind, and at the highest levels, even light, space, and time itself. When prana and mantra combine, they produce something called mana — the energy most practitioners rely on day to day. Mana goes a step further than simply bending existing elements; it lets a practitioner generate the element from nothing at all. It can also be channeled into weapons, making them sharper and more durable. The possible uses for mana are so broad that no single practitioner could ever master them all. There's a third fundamental energy, though, that humans were never meant to touch: Nethra. It clashes violently with prana, corrupting both body and soul wherever it takes hold. Yet in rare cases, that corruption doesn't destroy the host — it reshapes them instead, into something far more powerful than they were before.
Dnarxus · 9.4k Views

Douluo: Atlas Spear Martial Soul, Yun Ming’s Talent ×10

Yun Yuan transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, arriving in the era before Tang San. This was a brilliant age, where heroes gathered and prodigies rose together. He awakened his martial soul, the Atlas Spear, with talent comparable to that of Atlas Douluo, who would later suppress the entire era twenty thousand years later. After his martial soul awakened, he was taken in as a disciple by Qian Xunji, becoming Bibi Dong’s junior brother, which was already a heaven-defying start. However, Yun Yuan possessed an even more outrageous cheat. Every time he advanced a realm, his talent would double once more on top of its original foundation. When Yun Yuan achieved the rank of Titled Douluo, possessing talent ten times that of Yun Ming— With a single Atlas Spear, he suppressed the entire era! With one thrust, heaven and earth changed color, and even the gods retreated! … Bibi Dong: What kind of trash is Yu Xiaogang? Is he even worthy to carry shoes for my junior brother? Ah Yin: Yun Yuan, I have the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, and you have the Atlas Spear. As fellow spear users, we are simply a match made in heaven. Qian Xunji: Yun Yuan is the most outstanding disciple of my life. I will betroth my daughter Qian Renxue to him. Tang Hao: Facing Yun Yuan, I lose repeatedly, yet I continue to fight. Since there is Hao, why must there also be Yuan? Tang San: My father was suppressed by Yun Yuan his entire life. Why is it that when it comes to me, I must still be suppressed by him for a lifetime? — Daily updates X2 — For early access: [email protected]/Taichu372
The_Beginning_X · 2.1m Views

The Devil Who Claimed Me

She hated him for lying to her and kidnapping her. He would burn the world to protect her. “I’d rather die than be owned by you,” I screamed. He approached slowly, his expression cold and unreadable. “You can’t die without my permission.” -------------- Mila Vega, a promising heart surgeon, lived her life on her own terms until she saved a stranger, until she found out the weak and injured man she had brought home was a ruthless devil. Dominic Russo, a mafia king, cold, calculative, untouchable. Mila hated him. She hated him for locking her up, for the way he looked at her as if she belonged to him. ----------- I stepped back as he approached. “You won’t be able to cage me here,” I barked. “I’ll find my freedom.” He sneered, with dangerous light in his eyes. “Try it. You won’t make it past the gate." He didn’t bluff. He wouldn’t let her leave his side, no matter what. Trapped in his dangerous world, Mila should run. But why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? She saw him kill without mercy, yet his eyes softened when they rested on her. His touch was possessive, but protective. ‘Does he love me?’ Her heart raced. In the world ruled by blood and power, with enemies close in from every corner, emotions were luxury. Love couldn’t bloom. Just as she started to wonder if this monster had a heart, she realized his heart was too cold to warm it. She understood she was nothing but his plaything. Mila’s hatred ignited all over again. She wanted to disappear from his world for good. But the man she called a monster, a ruthless killer, might be the only one willing to burn the world to protect her. ------------ He pinched my chin, putting enough force to make me wince. “You will not run again.” I dared to look into his eyes defiantly. “And if I do?” He said in a calm tone. “I’ll bring you back.”
Angelica2511 · 228.2k Views