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Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.
Pink_Winter · 1.6m Views

Return of Black Lotus system:Taming Cheating Male Leads

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?” AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you so much for all the support! I love writing for all of you, but balancing work and writing is quite challenging. If you want me to keep updating consistently, your support really helps. Castle: 10 extra chapters per week Gacha: 20 extra chapters per week Thank you for reading and supporting my story!
K1ERA · 810.5k Views
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Villain’s Evolution: Investing in My Minions Yields Crazy Returns!

Victor never expected to wake up inside the world of a story he already knew. Worse, he didn’t transmigrate into the protagonist. He became Victor Alves, the arrogant only son of Duke Alves, a powerful noble heir studying at Starlight Royal Academy and, more importantly, one of the villains destined to become a stepping stone for the original protagonist, Ryan Carter. Victor knows how this story is supposed to end. Ryan will rise. The geniuses surrounding him will become monsters who shake the continent. The Alves family will collapse. And within a year, Victor himself will die. Fortunately, the moment Victor accepts his new reality, he awakens the Investment System. The system allows him to see the hidden potential, needs, talents, and possible futures of those around him. By investing gold, equipment, potions, skills, bloodlines, cultivation resources, and even opportunities into suitable targets, Victor can change their destinies and receive multiplied returns. A struggling swordsman with the potential to become a legendary Sword Saint? Invest. An overlooked servant hiding a terrifying bloodline? Invest. A future powerhouse destined to die before ever realizing her potential? Invest. While the empire’s nobles compete for geniuses who have already proven themselves, Victor quietly gathers those the world has ignored and turns them into monsters. And every time his followers grow stronger, Victor’s rewards become even more absurd. By the time the great families realize that the insignificant people surrounding Victor have become generals, Sword Saints, assassins, and legendary mages, it is already too late. Because Victor was never simply raising subordinates....He was building an empire of his own.
MidnightWolfe · 478.1k Views
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Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.
TheLoneQuill · 1.1m Views

The rise of the pervert primordial

What do humans want most, money, fame, power? Born an orphan, Aster saw all the other children be adopted and get into caring family, as for him, he grew in the orphanage, studied and found a job, a simple yet fulfilling life as he decided to help raise funds for the home in which he grew. Unfortunately fate seemed to play him a bad taste joke, a crazy robber, a gunshot and a bomb, why did I have to step in, when I have never cared about other people business, he wondered as his life faded away. The next thing he knew was that he was being held in the arms of the most beutiful woman he has ever seen, did he died and went to heaven, did he finally gained what he desired so much, or is he being a victim to some kind of scheme. The asnwer came to him as he was gazed by the tender eyes of that woman, the warmth of a family he longed for, during 18 years of his life, he finally got to experience it, so what could go wrong. If you were given a second chance, will you follow your desires even if they were against common sense? Follow Aster on his travel trough the multiple planets and realms as he gains the title "The Perverted Primordial" ------------------------------------ Achievement rewards: 800 power stones= 1 extra chapters (The reward chapters will be posted on the week, on a random day) ----------------------------------------------- Copyright the cover image is not mine if you are the author contact me and I will take it down. ----------------------------------------------- English is not my main language so there might be some grammar mistakes. ----------------------------------------------- Finnaly if you don't like harem and R-18 chapters this novel is not for you. (No NTR btw). ----------------------------------------------- If you like my novels please do support me by voting with your power stones, and reviewing them, also please give it a try to my other novel "Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System". ----------------------------------------------- For all those who are still reading this lets start our long journey.
Barion_Trident · 6.6m Views

[Naruto] Rebirth of Sasuke: Devouring the Divine Tree

[Naruto] Time Travel: Starting with Hashirama's Cells Betraying the Leaf: Sasuke's Path to Godhood The Otsutsuki God, Shibai, descended. And the Shinobi World was erased. No amount of willpower, friendship, or Jutsu mattered. Sasuke Uchiha watched his wife, his daughter, his only true friend, and his disciples get slaughtered like insects. In his dying breath, sacrificing a Mangekyou Sharingan for Izanagi, and with the final desperate help of Orochimaru, he rewrote the timeline. Drip. Drip. Sasuke opened his eyes. Cold rain battered his face. He was standing at the Valley of the End. Across from him was a young Naruto Uzumaki, shouting about bonds and bringing him back to the Hidden Leaf. A blood-red Mangekyou spun in the moonlight. This time, Sasuke didn't feel rage or petty rivalry. He only felt the cold, calculating weight of the apocalypse to come. To hell with playing ninja games. To hell with the hypocritical will of fire. If a mortal body cannot kill a god... then I will become a monster that even gods fear. Abandoning the original timeline's foolish path, Sasuke embraces Orochimaru's forbidden research. Fusing the pinnacle of Uchiha ocular power with Senju Hashirama's cells, he begins his ruthless evolution. From Wood Release to the Rinnegan. From a rogue ninja to a true Otsutsuki. But is becoming an Otsutsuki enough to stop Shibai? No. He will have to devour them all. [What to Expect] Ruthless MC: Pragmatic, cold, and utterly unforgiving. No "Talk no Jutsu." Extreme Evolution: Scientific ninja tools + Bloodline fusion. Watch Sasuke hack the genetic code of the Shinobi world. Fast-paced Action: Curbstomping original timeline threats with future knowledge and absolute power. Dark Progression: Walking the path of a supreme deity, sacrificing whatever it takes to save the future.
Binge_Ink · 683.2k Views

The Eagle of Scipio

Beneath a sky of iron and omen, when the sea roars and the heavens answer, a bloodline rises. Rome does not see it at first. It begins as all great things do—not with certainty, but with a whisper. A sign carried in stormlight. A mark etched not in flesh alone, but in fate. From the depths and the thunder, a child is named by forces older than the Republic, older than the gods Rome dares to name. The Eagle is born. It spreads its wings not in triumph, but in burden. For every victory carved into history, a truth is buried beneath it. For every triumph sung in the Senate, a silence festers among the ranks of men who bled to make it so. And as the Eagle rises—through war, through fire, through the shaping of empire—so too does the weight of what is unseen, unspoken, and unforgiven. Generations pass, yet the storm does not. Fathers become echoes. Sons become fractures. The blood remembers what Rome would rather forget. Prophecy does not guide—it demands. And when truth begins to slip its chains—when soldiers speak what should never be spoken, when the voices of the many drown the will of the few—the pillars of order tremble. The Senate, once the keeper of Rome’s story, finds its words turning to dust in its own mouth. For truth is a sharper blade than any forged in war. The Eagle, once a symbol of dominion, becomes something else entirely—an omen of reckoning. A question carried across generations: Is destiny a crown placed upon the worthy… or a chain that binds the unwilling? In the end, Rome will not fall to its enemies. It will face something far more dangerous— The truth of what it has become.
Bear96 · 55.4k Views